Best Son-in-law

Before Lin Yu got out of the car, the crowd rushed to the front of Lin Yu's car aggressively. Without a word, they came up and hit Lin Yu's car with a stone, yelling and cursing while smashing it, very crazy.

"He Jiarong, you devil! You deserve to die, you deserve to die more than anyone!"

"Pay for life! You pay for my life!"

"Killing so many people, you should go to hell!"

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Lin Yu watched this almost crazy scene, frowning, sitting in the car and didn't move.

He had guessed from the shouts of everyone that the intention of this group of people was mostly related to the serial murders during the Spring Festival.

It is very possible that these people have watched the news program that discredited him on the local TV station at noon!

Although the news has been ordered to stop broadcasting, it has been broadcast for a period of time at noon, and some of the fragments may have already spread on the Internet!

Soon, the car body was sunken, and all the car glass was smashed into a spider web shape. Fortunately, the quality of the car glass was excellent and it was not completely broken.

"Get off! Get off I!"

"You kind of get off!"

Someone in the crowd desperately tore at the door handle of Lin Yu's car, trying to pull the door open, looking at the posture, wishing to swallow Lin Yusheng alive.

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment, as if to pull the door and get out of the car, but at this moment, several figures rushed into the crowd from a distance.

It is not so much rushing in, as it is rushing in.

I saw a few silhouettes like a rushing bowling ball crashing into the pile of pins, breaking the crowd in an instant, and many others were directly knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

Even if some people on the outer edge were not affected, they were shocked when they saw this scene, and quickly stepped back and hid aside.

At this moment, the figures of the people who came in were already standing around the car. Everyone was burly, like a solid hill. Their faces were angular, masculine and determined, and the eyebrows were full of murderous aura. !

These people are Jiaomu Jiao, Kang Jinlong, Kui Mulang and Bi Yuewu.

"Who dares to hurt our suzerain?!"

Kui Mulang shouted angrily, full of murderous air.

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own wicked grinds. After seeing Kui Mu's grim look, everyone who was smashing and clamoring just now became frightened and stiffened. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and did not speak again. Out.

The previous young man saw that his aura was overwhelmed. He glanced around, gritted his teeth, and boldly pointed at Kui Mulang and others and said, "You killed so many people, and now you are attacking so many people. People?! Is there any king?!"

Hearing what he said, an old lady in the crowd immediately stood up emotionally, crying loudly, and pointed to Lin Yu's car and shouted, "That is, you have killed my son, and it is not bad for me. Old lady, come, you kill me! Kill me, I can go to see my son!"

Her accent had a strong southern accent, but it was also understandable.

As she said, she rushed up crying, stretched her head and slammed into the front of the car.

Kui Mulang and the others were indifferent, standing still on the spot, looking at the old lady coldly, without any intention of stopping.

Anyway, this old lady is going to die herself, it has nothing to do with them!

However, Lin Yu in the car raised his heart when he saw it, kicked the door open, dashed down, and held the old lady who had hit it, and said anxiously, "Old man, never!"

"You let me go! I am no longer alive!"

The old lady burst into tears and cried out in despair, "My son is dead, what's the point of being alive!"

"He Jiarong! Look, everyone, he is He Jiarong!"

Just now the young man immediately pointed at Lin Yu and shouted after seeing Lin Yu, "Everyone quickly recognize his face, he is the culprit who killed your relatives!"

The crowd immediately became agitated, and they all looked at Lin Yu with hostility.

Lin Yu glanced at the crowd with a solemn expression, and then whispered to the old lady in front of him, "Old man, please make it clear, who is your son? What does his death have to do with me?!"

"My son was killed by you!"

The old lady raised her head abruptly, grabbed Lin Yu's collar emotionally, and stared at Lin Yu with crimson eyes and said sternly, "His name is Zhang Fusheng. He stayed here to guard the construction site during the Chinese New Year, but he...he was just like that. It's not clear that you killed him..."

Having said this, she looked in agony and burst into tears again.

Zhang Fusheng? !

The worker who died on New Year's Day? !

Lin Yu's heart trembled. Although he had expected it a moment ago, most of the family members of the deceased in the serial homicide case would come to make trouble, but now he heard the old lady confess to it personally, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

In fact, in the past few days, what he worries most is the families of the deceased. I don't know how sad they should be after hearing the news of the death of their relatives. He didn't expect the relatives of these people to come here in person!