martial law

"Relying on the emissary is the same as expecting the murderer to turn himself in... If, if the government really makes great efforts to rectify it, the streets will not be filled with chaos by those from the Qing Gang."

Thinking of the extermination of the Chen family, Wu Zhongda let out a deep breath of depression.

Such a brutal case gradually disappeared.

It was too shocking.

The Chen family is a big family, and when things happen, they are always so neglected.

Not to mention Shengdou Xiaomin.

"In these days, when people don't die, the road is buried in a dead ditch, especially the poor, like weeds, it's not easy to survive."

"We can't manage it even if we want to."

This is veiled consolation.

Uncle Da knew that some people couldn't afford to offend them.

He was worried about his young master and ran out desperately, so he must ask clearly.

It's normal for young people to be full of vigor and impulsive by nature.

If it was normal, it would be fine to take someone out with you.

But, not these days.

Looking back at the mansion, Uncle Da looked anxious.

"I know."

Yang Lin reached out and gently wiped old man Chen's eyes, watching his eyes close, "Come on, help him tidy up his appearance...I'm in a bad mood, I want to be quiet for a while."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards his small courtyard.

Little Mushroom was at a loss.

Followed step by step.

Uncle Da narrowed his eyes, turned his head to think for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Go to two people, secretly watch Young Master Dian San, don't let him run out."

"Yes."

……

"Little Mushroom, will you look down on the young master?"

After entering his own house, Yang Lin seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Sitting slumped on the armchair, he asked in a muffled voice.

"No, the young master definitely doesn't want to cause trouble, and he doesn't want to bring trouble to the family."

The little maid was a little insincere.

Yang Lin laughed at himself.

"Do you know? I'm actually very timid. Just now, when I saw the old man's body, I felt some fear in my heart, just like seeing the Chen family being wiped out that day."

"I'm shaking with fear..."

Without waiting for the little mushroom to answer.

Yang Lin's eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps, and his face was slightly ferocious: "Tell me, what's wrong with this world? Some people can treat others as pigs and dogs, and they can be superior and decide life and death at will."

"Yes, I have no position to say that, but I really hope to see a country where everyone is equal and happy. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, they can walk on the street at will, and they won't worry about being caught by someone who is unhappy. People were beaten to death..."

Unstoppable in Yang Lin's heart, he began to miss that country and that era again.

I didn't think so at the time, I just felt that everything was taken for granted.

It is only now that I realize how peaceful and happy those days were.

In movies and television, in online novels, animations and games, what you see is not real after all.

When Yang Lin was really in an era, he saw that life was so cheap and the world was in chaos.

He finally understood.

I would rather be a dog of peace than the truth of people in troubled times.

Living, in fact, is not easy.

"Little Mushroom, I remember your ventriloquist is very good."

Taking a long breath, Yang Lin suddenly raised his head, staring at his maid.

"I can learn birds, chickens, dogs... the sound of a house on fire is too complicated, and I haven't practiced it yet.

However, it is still possible to imitate the young master's voice in a subtle way. "

Little Mushroom also raised his head and looked directly at Yang Lin, his big eyes burst out with astonishing brilliance.

He knew what the young master meant, and also saw that the young master suddenly became stronger strangely.

Some things must not be easily let go, otherwise, the heart will be uneasy.

The master and servant looked at each other silently, and there was an unspeakable tacit understanding.

It's obvious.

Old man Chen was so miserable that he was abused before his death.

So, what about his daughter Karen?

As a beautiful woman, no matter what era she is in, she will be treated preferentially.

This is human nature.

However, Yang Lin didn't want Xianglian to receive such preferential treatment.

He felt that sometimes, some preferential treatment would make life worse than death.

"Okay, it's not too late, if someone asks about it outside, just say that I've fallen asleep.

Dad is busy with something and has lost his energy, so he probably won't come over to investigate. As long as Uncle Da is not suspicious, it will be fine. "

Yang Lin opened the cage, found out a set of tight-fitting black clothes, thought for a while, and pulled out a short-sleeved black T-shirt from the bottom.

A white skull is printed on the back of the T-shirt.

From his memory, he learned that this was the original body's elder brother, Yang Jizu, the young master of the Yang family. When he came back from studying abroad, he brought his family a small gift.

It is an imported product from abroad, and it should be brought back as a souvenir.

Because Xiao Yanglin grows fast, the clothes are actually only washed twice, and they are still [-]% new, and they are very dark.

Turn the t-shirt upside down, wear it from the neckline into the head, pull it to the back of the head, and tie a knot...

A black masked hood is ready.

Yang Lin, whose whole body was covered with only the whites of his eyes showing, stood in front of the window.

Looking back at the little mushroom, he jumped into the drizzle and landed silently as soon as he moved.

Little Mushroom took two quick steps, lay down in front of the wooden window, and watched for a long time...

It wasn't until seeing the two guards walking under the ginkgo tree not far away intentionally or unintentionally that they gently lowered the window leaf and turned around to light the candle.

Chapter 012

In the fantasy world of Yanwu Ling, those experiences are illusory.

However, Yang Lin found that he could control his body, musculoskeletal, and every ounce of energy and blood freely.

Just like this body, I have practiced for five years and played for three years.

Whether it is physically or mentally, he is already a qualified "thug".

Yang Lin knew that the rumors in Hangzhou were very tight now.

Although you can't feel that strange and dangerous atmosphere at home, you can already guess something from the jittery posture of the Yang family.

At this time, the most important thing to do is not to show how powerful and rich the Yang family is, and there is no need to go around and make friends with powerful people.

The most important thing to do is to keep a low profile.

When Chen Lanxin came over that day, no one could keep anyone from seeing her.

So, what is the truth of the matter?

Can anyone guess it?

If he guessed the truth, how would he deal with the Yang family?

Now that the murderer has wiped out the Chen family, he can still make the officials ignore such murders, and will not be wanted or arrested.

Of course, they will not be afraid of the Yang family.

Therefore, the old man Chen was killed in front of Yang's house, it may be a demonstration, or it may be a decoy...

If Yang Lin can deceive his conscience, he can sleep soundly.

He will be able to ignore these things, and he can continue to coax with peace of mind.

However, he couldn't do it.

Xianglian, a girl as soft and beautiful as water.

The singing seems to still be lingering in my ears.

Gradually, it turned into a mournful cry...

"I really can't..."

"Can't do it, turn a blind eye."

……

Thanks to walking the streets and alleys during this period, I have seen the scenery of Hangzhou city.

Yang Lin is quite familiar with the streets.

Soon, we came to Changning Street.

It was just getting dark.

You can't see your fingers in the alley.

The riots in the past few days made the city of Hangzhou darker earlier, and it was as quiet as a huge tomb.

Usually at night, you can often see shops that close late and close their doors early, and the surrounding area is very quiet.

Here, Yang Lin is not in a hurry anymore.

With the thin light coming from the window lattice of the house in the distance, he gently landed his feet and lifted them up slowly, without a trace of muddy water dripping.

Step by step to the end of the street.

Does he know who to turn to?

Because no one in this world is a fool...

If you kill someone, you have to throw the body at someone's door, for fear that others will not know what you have done.

Provocation must have its purpose.

Well, for this purpose to achieve.

It is very likely that a trap will be set, and people will have the opportunity to step in.

Uncle Da is an old man.

Not only Yang Lin understood the article written by the corpse.

Of course he understood.

The method chosen by Uncle Da is to respond to all changes with the same.

Just ignore it.

As for Yang Lin, he chose to go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain.

The other party told himself almost obviously, to seduce himself, like a girl with the half-open door, waving there: "Come on, come on, I'll wait for you..."

That being the case, why did he hesitate.