Gao Wu: I have an attribute panel because of hard work

Did you mean kill him?

Wen Lin only felt a coldness in his heart.

Just wanting to kill him for such a trivial matter, is this world so cruel?

He drew his sword.

Looking at the other person, the moment the other person's eyes met his and gradually became frightened, he moved!

Zheng!

The first to fully display the supernatural skill - stabbing willows with the wind!

A parked car usually rolls down at least a portion of the window for ventilation, and sometimes only a gap is left for safety.

This gap.

Fists and hands can't reach in.

Under normal conditions.

Even a sword can't go in... But, he has supernatural powers!

As long as the wind can pass, his sword can pass!

Follow the wind!Thorn willow!

The wind in front of the eyes is the guide, and the catkins are all over the sky.

The target of his thoughts is catkins!

The sword turns invisible, stabs!

smoke!

puff!

The inside of the car was bloody red.

Wen Lin turned around and was about to leave when suddenly he thought of something.

He lowered his head, picked up the lighter under the car door on the ground, and recalled the energy needed for driving vehicles in this world...it is also combustible energy.

Divided into high, medium and low grades.

Find the location of the energy box, another sword in the air!

puff!

blah blah blah!

Black liquid flows out.

He smelled the black energy liquid, it must be low-grade energy.

It's a bit like oil, but it's not all oil.

Wen Lin was not interested in researching energy, he was just about to ignite the lighter, paused for a moment, then flashed upstairs to bring the big man's body down.

Throw the body in the car too.

Then... Chick!

ignite!

Boom boom boom! !

The movement is a little louder.

Wen Lin stood in the shadow of the balcony, watching the raging fire from the vehicle below, and the occasional explosions, and saw with his own eyes that the two men were still.

This is, really dead... He killed people and set fire to them...

The mood is a bit complicated.

There is nothing disgusting or disgusting, just a little indescribably complicated.

Turning back, looking at the person on the bed, listening to Gou Jiang in the living room moving things and heavy things diligently, Wen Lin finally looked at the half-dead person on the bed.

Abandoned the plan of silence.

He is not a cold-hearted person.

He is not the protagonist!

He might not be able to kill decisively.

"My lord, my lord...I don't blame...Master Wen..."

The person behind him finally finished his words a little bit, the corners of Wen Lin's mouth twitched slightly, who cares if you blame me or not, even if you blame me...Huh?

Why are you blaming me?

Wen Lin froze for a moment.

Hearing that many people in this residential area woke up, he was not in a hurry to go out now.

There are too many sightlines now.

The burning vehicles outside also illuminated the surrounding area.

In fact, he should have left when he lit the car just now, but he was always uneasy, and had an association that the two of them would rush out of the burning car at the last moment.

He knew that this was caused by his insecurity.

He is transmigrated.

His home was broken into within two days.

On the first day he came here, someone tried to block him, and the door was broken down the next day, and that night, he encountered betrayal by his friends and conflicts at night stalls...

As for Gou Jiang... what would happen if he didn't show up?

Wen Lin is not a fool.

Only by hearing a few words.

In addition to his personal experience and associations, he guessed what the purpose of the Hong family's visit was.

Buy people's lives and frame him?

"Hong family, when do you want to start?" Wen Lin was just guessing, but he wouldn't act like he was just guessing.

He pressed his throat again and asked.

"Tomorrow morning, no, before seven o'clock this morning, we will... take Amao to the gate of No. [-] Middle School...they will watch us nearby..."

The person who answered was Gou Jiang. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down again.

Wen Lin glanced at the person on the bed... Ah Mao.

A little suddenly.

So, this person is the one who was injured by him before?

His one-inch fist is so powerful?

One punch can make people bedridden and hang up at any time?

Wen Lin didn't know whether to be excited or to apologize. Thinking about it, it seems that neither is necessary, and the power of the Inch Fist is only about nine levels.

This person...is congenitally weak, right?

"My lord! Please save Amao!!"

Gou Jiang seemed to want to rush over to hug Wenlin's thigh, but hesitated for a while, and just kowtowed on the spot.

He may have discovered that Wen Lin didn't intend to kill anyone.

Of course, it is also possible that you want to express your loyalty and make people feel more at ease.

Wen Lin glanced at Amao and asked:

"His injury..."

You can't speak completely. If you speak too completely, it will be easy for people to find that you don't know anything.

"Amao's internal organs were just a little ruptured. It's an internal injury that can be cured! But that man...that man hit him again!!"

Even if Gou Jiang was emotional, he kept his voice very low.

No yelling.

This made Wen Lingao glance at him.

In addition... it turned out that it wasn't all the damage caused by his one-inch fist.

"Cure?" Wen Lin asked succinctly.

"Complex Pill! As long as there is Complex Pill..." Gou Jiang suddenly had a glimmer of hope and looked up expectantly.

Wen Lin turned around and left.

Damn it!

Of course he had heard of this thing, and his uncles mentioned in their words that Jincheng couldn't buy this kind of elixir for internal injuries!

Only in the provincial capital!

It is said that the price of just the low grade is nearly [-]!

This kid wants to blackmail him?

I can't kill your mouth because I have a kind heart!

But I'm not a fool!

Or, just kill them all?

Wen Lin paused, and heard Gou Jiang's last words: "...the Hong family gave us an unregistered 20-limit dark web fund card..."

"I checked, and the collection time is unlocked at 07:30 this morning..."

"But those two people are dead. After Master Hong finds out, he can invalidate the card number before receiving it at any time..."

Uh?

Instead of asking him to pay?

20... all his belongings are only tens of thousands of dollars now!

As for the parents' inheritance, who knows if there are other twists and turns, Wen Lin was cautious and did not dare to count the 200 million that Uncle Dong said into his own account immediately.

"Where is Master Hong?"

Chapter 33 Don't Plan To Let It Go

A bright street corner.

Wen Lin raised his head and glanced at the hidden areas near and far, talking to himself silently.

"Originally, I planned to upgrade a little bit more, or to find a place after I was promoted to a warrior..."

"Am I floating?"

Wen Lin has changed his previous conspicuous attire.

He wore a cheap mask from Gou Jiang's house, a very ordinary peaked cap on his head, and a large gray overalls on his body.

Of course, he avoided Gou Jiang and the others when changing clothes.

People will always improve with each experience.

"I was just an ordinary person before!"

But ordinary people want to live too!

I want to live in peace!

Young master Hong, the third young master of the Hong family's martial arts school, obviously wanted to ruin his future, and both of the people he sent obviously wanted to kill him!

"We have no grievances or enmities...but you treat me like nothing..."

"Then I can only...resist with all my strength!"

Wen Lin had done a good job of mental preparation, and silently observed the gorgeously built entertainment venue across the street, and he realized that he might have made a little mistake.