The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

"Who is this person? How dare you? Don't you know what's going on?"

"Is your brain pumping?"

"Pan Mo has been forced to retreat, this guy still dares to incense Han Luo? I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to write the dead word."

People stared at the figure, whispered and talked a lot.

But many Han family members were dumbfounded.

"Bu Wei! What are you still doing? Hurry up and pass the incense to Mr. Lin!"

Patriarch Han was the first to react, ignoring his grief and roaring with all his might.

Han Buwei's whole body was jolted, he quickly got up and endured the pain, limped to the incense bag next to him, took out three incense sticks, lit them, and handed them to the man respectfully.

"Lin...Mr. Lin, give..."

Han Buwei's eyes were red and his voice was choked up.

Lin Yang took the incense and remained silent for a while. After bowing, he gently inserted the incense into the incense burner...

"Your brother, it's not worth dying."

Lin Yang said hoarsely.

"My brother is very brave. He didn't back down this time. The only one who came back alive said that he was the one who shielded the others to retreat. If my brother resisted desperately, the only one who was alive would not have come back...Lin Sir, my brother did not disappoint you!"

Han Buwei burst into tears.

Lin Yang stared at the coffin for a long time, then said in a low voice, "It was me who made Long Kingdom lose a heavenly commander, it was me who ruined his future..."

"Mr. Lin, it's not your fault. Big brother has always wanted to go to the front line again and make a contribution to the crime. After he escaped last time, he has always had demons. This time, he did not choose to escape. He has a clear conscience. This is his correct choice!"

Han Buwei knelt in front of the spirit card and cried.

Lin Yang exhaled, patted Han Buwei on the shoulder, turned around and glanced at the people outside, his eyes stayed on Patriarch Han's broken leg for a few seconds, and then said, "All of you, come in and have incense!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt inexplicable.

"Boy, are you from the Han family?"

Ning Hong squinted and asked with a smile.

Lin Yang shook his head.

"Is that a friend of the Han family?"

"It is."

"Then I advise you to get out of here, don't make trouble here, or I'm worried that you won't see the sun tomorrow!"

Ning Hong sneered.

Lin Yang heard the sound and walked slowly towards Ning Hong.

Ning Hong was startled, and subconsciously took a half step back: "What do you want to do?"

"who are you?"

Lin Yang asked calmly.

"I'm Ning Hong! Ning Hong of the Ning family!"

"A friend of the Han family?"

"It is."

Ning Hong hummed lightly.

"Since you are a friend of the Han family, come over and offer incense."

"What? Are you ordering me? What if I don't get on?"

Ning Hong said disdainfully, and stopped looking at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang didn't speak, suddenly grabbed Ning Hong's shoulder, forcibly dragged him to the front of the mourning hall, and then his palm sank.

Ning Hong was caught off guard, knelt directly on the ground, and his knees slammed into the ground.

"what!"

Ning Hong cried out in pain.

"Bu Wei, light three incense sticks."

Lin Yang said calmly.

"Yes!"

Han Buwei wiped away his tears, nodded heavily, and immediately took three incense sticks and handed them over.

"You fucking seek death!"

Ning Hong reacted and roared at Lin Yang angrily: "You dare to touch Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu wants you to die without a place to be buried!"

After he finished speaking, he slapped the three sticks of incense handed over to the ground.

Lin Yang quietly looked at the three sticks of incense sticks on the ground, silent for a moment, then took out the phone from his body and handed it to Ning Hong.

"Call your house."

"What?"

Ning Hong was stunned for a moment, completely not understanding what Lin Yang was going to do.

"Call your family to come over and collect your body."

Lin Yang said calmly.