Strongest Worker

He Tangzhi's body was hung on the nanmu coffin and didn't move.

Lin Shiqing gripped the railing tightly with his palm, and his joints turned white. He bit his teeth fiercely: "brother, I've tried my best. Don't force me."

"Aren't you ready?" Lin Shiyuan said in a deep voice, "why don't you dare to do it again? Shiqing, if you can kill me, it's your ability."

"Remember, as long as I have one breath left, I won't let your son go and I won't let you go."

Lin Shiqing suddenly pulled the string of Buddha beads off his neck and stamped his foot: "do it!"

As soon as his voice fell, the railing on the west side of the second floor was smashed, and a dark shadow rushed out and went straight to Lin Shiyuan.

Di Zhan stood on tiptoe and jumped up three or four meters in the air. He collided with the dark shadow in mid air and hugged each other. The two fell to the ground and wrestled at the same time.

The gunfire broke out in an instant, and the Lin family ran away with a scream. Lin Shiyuan loosened his hand and pulled Lin Yuan back. A large number of armed bodyguards rushed in from the door. After sealing the door, they blocked Lin Shiyuan and shot at the second floor opposite.

People kept falling down, and the injured Lin family members screamed and rolled on the ground. Their voice was sad and could not bear to hear it.

Di Zhan saw that the figure stopped by himself was a tall black man. He didn't care much at first, but after a few moves, he couldn't help feeling surprised and knew that he was no match. He wanted to reach out to his waist to draw the gun, but just had the idea, his lower abdomen was severely hit by the other party's knee, immediately groaned, and his body staggered back for several steps.

"Uncle! Go!" Di Zhan turned her head and shouted, warning Lin Shiyuan in time.

Lin Shiyuan's face was cold. He took the gun from his bodyguard, aimed at the black man who fought with di Zhan, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A bullet rubbed the black man's scalp and rowed out. The latter screamed and stared at Lin Shiyuan fiercely, with a scarlet color at the bottom of his eyes.

Di Zhan took the opportunity to lift a whip leg from the ground and threw it on the black man's knee. If you were an ordinary person, you would be crippled by Di Zhan's blow, but the black man in front of you still had tiny feet. He leaned down and lifted Di Zhan, threw it out, and then strode towards Lin Shiyuan.

Lin Shiyuan's bodyguard hurried to shoot, but the other party was too fast. Although several shots were hit, they failed to hit the key. On the contrary, the black man became more and more crazy. As soon as he reached out, he twisted the neck of a bodyguard around him.

"Step back!" Lin Shiyuan shouted loudly. While shooting at the black people, he dragged Lin Yuan back. He had gradually reached the door, behind him was the closed red paint door.

At this stage, Lin Shiyuan simply put the muzzle of the gun against Lin Yuan's temple: "stop it!"

The gunfire stopped. Lin Shiqing stood on the second floor and stared coldly below: "brother, what else do you want?"

Lin Shiyuan glanced around and found that the gunmen on Lin Shiqing's side were mixed with all kinds of races. They were obviously hired helpers from outside. They should come from the same way as the skilled black man. In an instant, he understood what Li Qing meant by "there is no return".

Things have developed to this point. Lin Shiyuan's side has huge casualties and has little chance of winning.

"You're really not idle..." Lin Shiyuan tightened his hand holding the gun. "Shiqing, you've worked really hard these years."

"Elder brother, you misunderstood. These people are the friends yuaner made overseas, which is not my arrangement." Lin Shiqing sighed heavily. "If I had the opportunity, I would really like to be a free and unfettered person all my life. If it weren't for yuaner, I would never have made this situation with you..."

Lin Shiyuan said, "then you should also know my rules. You'd rather bend than bend."

The bottom of his eyes was cold. When Lin Shiyuan was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a cold in his lower abdomen.

He lowered his head in amazement. Lin Yuan had inserted a dagger into his abdominal cavity, raised his head and stared at him with a smile: "uncle, if I don't do this, it's hard for me to get close to you..."

Lin Shiyuan suddenly shook his body, immediately raised the butt of the gun vigorously and pulled it hard on Lin Yuan's chin.

With Lin Yuan's shrill scream, the black man standing a few meters away also gasped heavily, then rushed into the crowd and grabbed Lin Shiyuan's head.

Just at this time, there was a sudden roar behind him. Immediately, two red painted wooden doors burst. A body like a whirlwind passed through the crowd and grabbed Lin Shiyuan. First, he pinched the black man's forehead, pressed the black man to the ground, slid out all the way with the inertia of his body, and finally slammed into the stone platform where the nanmu coffin was placed.

The sudden appearance of this scene made the mourning hall dull for an instant. When they saw the intruder, their cheeks filled with deep amazement again.

"Li Qing!" Lin Shiqing, on the second floor, trembled fiercely and shouted, and a bad hunch rose in his heart. Isn't he gone? How did you come back?

Staring at the black man's dark cheek, Li Qing bit her teeth: "if you want to fight, come to me!"

The black man suddenly jerked violently, opened his mouth, made a series of vague noises, and then got up.

Just as he had just propped up his upper body with his arm, Li Qing pressed him down again, smashed the floor tiles with a bang in the back of his head, and his eyes burst with pain.

As soon as he bared his teeth, the black man fought harder again. As soon as he turned over and raised his hand to hit Li Qing's side of the brain.

Li Qing didn't hold his hand at all. He still pinched his forehead and didn't let go. With a fierce swing of his arm, he dragged him up and bumped into the table on one side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The stone powder rustled down, and the nanmu coffin on the table was shaken off the direction by this force. The black struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of Li Qing's palm. He could only howl. Such a cruel scene scared the silence around him.

A minute later, Li Qing finally stopped. The black man lay on his back and did not move. He did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Li Qing! You want to die!" seeing that the winning ticket was in hand, Lin Yuan was immediately furious when Li Qing suddenly appeared and stirred up the game. He took out the dagger stuck on Lin Shiyuan and rushed to Li Qing.

Li Qing felt a little cold at the bottom of his eyes. He reached out and unscrewed the dagger, and then pressed Lin Yuan to the ground with his other hand. At the same time, one foot stepped on his back: "you want to fight with me?"

To everyone's surprise, Li Qing raised her hand and threw the dagger out. It seemed that she had no plan to get rid of Lin Yuan.

He tore a piece of white cloth from Lin Yuan's filial piety clothes, twisted his hands behind his back and tied them firmly. Li Qingzhi got up and gently breathed out: "the play is almost over. It's time to end."

The voice fell. Li Qing raised his head and stared at Lin Shiqing on the second floor. "Uncle Shiqing, what do you think?"

In Li Qing's imagination, since Lin Shiqing's situation has taken a sharp turn and there is no half chance of winning, he should stop in time. But he obviously underestimated the complexity of the contradiction of the Lin family. Lin Shiqing clenched his teeth. Instead of giving up, he waved and ordered the gunmen around to shoot downstairs.

The gunshot rang out again, and Li Qing couldn't help but change his face. Although he had extraordinary skills, the hero couldn't hold a group of hungry wolves after all. Seeing this situation, Li Qing quickly opened her throat and shouted, "Yang Xun! I can't hold it!"

The sound of drinking and shouting fell, and chaotic gunshots came from the periphery of the small auditorium at the same time.

Lin Shiqing's brow was blue, and he suddenly turned around. He was about to leave, but his body suddenly stiffened.

"Second master, let's go..." the bodyguard behind him wanted to help him, but he was frightened to find that there was a blood hole in Lin Shiqing's eyebrows. I don't know when a bullet pierced his head.

"The second master is dead! The second master is dead!" the bodyguard screamed and retreated. With his departure, Lin Shiqing's body fell on his back.

"Dad!" Lin Yuan screamed bitterly, struggling with his body, "Li Qing! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

"Really? You're going to kill me?" Li Qing grabbed Lin Yuan's hair, pulled up his upper body and stared at the ferocious scar on his cheek. "It's a pity that you don't have the ability..."

The gunfire stopped again, and there was a dead silence around.

Li Qing suddenly felt something wrong. He suddenly looked up, but he didn't know when Lin Mengdie had stood at the broken door of the mourning hall, staring at himself with stiff cheeks, as if he had seen something terrible that had never been seen before.

Yang Xun rushed over later, stood behind Lin Mengdie, shrugged his shoulders at Li Qing, and looked very sorry. He should have stopped Lin Mengdie outside, but let her break into the mourning hall, which is undoubtedly a huge mistake.

"Dream... Dream butterfly..." Li Qing stood up and his Adam's apple rolled violently. He was not sure whether Lin Mengdie knew Lin Shiqing was dead, let alone what the woman would do.

There was no expression on Lin Mengdie's pale cheek. She rushed straight into the mourning hall, grabbed Lin Yuan's collar and dragged it out.

"Sister, sister..." Lin Yuan let Lin Mengdie drag like this and cried all the way.

Li Qingjiang looked at the scene almost dully until a gunshot rang in his ear.

Lin Yuan widened his eyes, twisted his whole body and gushed blood foam from his mouth and nose. Lin Shiyuan covered the wound on his lower abdomen with one hand and sat on the ground with the help of Di Zhan, holding a pistol in his other hand.

"Ah!" after a few seconds of silence, the whole mourning hall rang out the shrill and painful cry of Lin Mengdie.

Li Qing's body trembled fiercely. He just felt that a wall somewhere in his heart had completely collapsed.

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