Chapter 8 Shocking!

Lin Sifan, who had just walked back to the hall from the balcony, kept the extremely excited rosy rosy face. Thinking of the lowly and damn guy who was about to disappear from the world and the panicked look of the shameless bitch losing his support, he couldn't help laughing.

As for whether it will be found out after the event, he is not worried at all, because the things in that glass of red wine are the same as the "fallen angels".

These two frightening drugs are developed by the same organization. Compared with the distinctive style of "fallen angels" gaining power first and then self-destructing, "Paradise" is very quiet, at least in the eyes of outsiders. Because it is a colorless, tasteless, easily soluble in any**, deadly drug specifically for crystal warriors.

If ordinary people take it, not only will it not be dangerous, but they will also get extremely wonderful hallucinations. Of course, taking it for a long time is another matter; if the crystal warrior takes it, it will first produce the most desired hallucination in the heart, and then die quietly in the wonderful. The most terrible thing is that even if the body is completely dissected, it is impossible to find any clues, because what the "blis paradise" destroys is the source crystal that human technology still can't touch.

It is because of the indetectability of "Paradise" that Lin Sifan is fearless. Even if someone suspects him afterwards, but there is no proof of death, who can stand him? Moreover, in his opinion, a genius without * is still in trouble if he is alive. However, if it becomes a corpse, it will no longer have any use value. May I ask who is willing to stand up for a corpse of no value?

Looking at the inquiring eyes of the burial not far away, Lin Sifan, who was in a good mood, was preparing to give the other party a look of peace of mind. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a whirlwind. Then the surrounding environment changed. The originally magnificent hall and the lively crowd had disappeared, and replaced them with a very familiar I know that scenes often appear in my mind:

Two rows of candles are neatly placed on the ground, and the swaying candlelight disperses the original darkness aside. In the middle is a tall cross erected, and next to it is a man wearing black tight leather underwear, holding a leather whip in one hand and a candle in the other...

"Ah!"

"He... has no breath and no heartbeat."

"Help!"

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"Daw! A useless idiot!" Looking at Lin Sifan's extremely satisfied smile before he fell to the ground, he couldn't help cursing secretly, and then gave Anserlot, who was not far away, and hurriedly mixed into the panicked crowd...

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Freeport East District, Linjia's mountain mansion back mountain garden

"Master, something is wrong!"

"Fubo, what's the matter? It's not like you."

The middle-aged man in a gardener's uniform answered casually without looking back, still focusing on trimming the potted plants. In his hand, ordinary scissors were like a peerless sword. With the dance of his wrists, the originally uneven plants suddenly took on a new look, not only clear outline, but also beautiful lines. The strangest thing is that even if you look closely, it is difficult to find traces of artificial trimming.

Magic skills!

However, the middle-aged man did not seem to be satisfied with this. The scissors stopped in the air and stroked around, but never did it.

"Hey, why is it always so bad? What is the heart of the strong..." The middle-aged man put away the gardening tools in his hand, slowly turned around, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at the old housekeeper and said, "Fubo, what's the hell?"

Fubo, who had been waiting for a long time, heard the words, with a wry smile on his face and said hesitantly: "Young master...he..."

"Huh, that traitor again!" As soon as the middle-aged man heard this, his original leisure and dullness suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by an angry and self-righteous face. He said in a low voice, "Fubo, don't favor that rebellious son. Tell me what happened to him!"

"The young master... is dead."

"What!? Dead... Tell me what's going on."

The middle-aged man's expression was finally slightly out of control, and a pair of tiger eyes involuntarily stretched out, and anyone could see the surprise and heartache.

"This is how it is..."

"I know. It happens that the third brother is in Huajing, so let him go there. Remember, you must not let that Ye Wuyou run away! But..."

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at Fubo's back, the middle-aged man suddenly fell into meditation. After a sound, he casually took off his gardener's clothes and walked home.

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"If you connect with the other owners of the Twelve League, just say that I will deal with Lin Zhentian's affairs by myself, and I won't bother them." After ordering the light brain to transmit the email, Lin Zhentian took out a piece of information from the drawer and read it carefully. After reading it, his face suddenly frosted and gritted his teeth and said, "Even if my son deserves to die, it's not your turn to be presumptuous... and that Ye Wuyou..."

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In the hall on the seventh floor of the Golden Year, more than 50 men in black closely guarded the passages, and ten of them surrounded Ye Wuyou.

As for other guests, although they will not be searched, they can't leave here for the time being. After all, it was the eldest son of the Lin family who died. Even if they are the heirs of the twelve families, they may not be able to withstand this pressure.

"Ren go of me, I don't believe that Brother Ye will kill people!"

Looking at Ye Wuyou, who was surrounded, Michelle, who was not far away, was anxious, but Caesar beside her firmly grasped her.

Caesar looked at his chaotic sister with some headache. He and his mother had an inescapable responsibility for this sister who had been exiled for many years, so they loved each other. However, this time, the matter was obviously not as simple as the surface. It's okay if it was an ordinary direct member, but it was the Lin family. If the eldest son can't find the real murderer, then Lin Zhentian will definitely make a mistake in order to save face.

At the thought of his sister's deep love, he couldn't wait to beat Ye Wuyou again, but he still comforted him: "Oh! Sister, to be honest, that boy surnamed Ye is really good. I also believe that Lin Sifan didn't kill him, but no matter what, Lin Zhentian will not give up, because there are too many involved here. Even the mother is hindered by the relationship of the alliance and it is inconvenient to come forward.

When Michelle heard the words, her delicate face suddenly turned pale, bloodless, her big watery eyes were full of tears, and her movements became no longer struggling. She just stared at the surrounded Ye Wuyou and muttered to herself, "Brother Ye, don't be afraid, no matter where you go, Michelle will be with you..."

As a king-level strongman, Caesar's hearing was so amazing that Michelle's murmur was heard by him.

"Daw... Sister, don't do anything stupid..."

Caesar, the king of the mountain, had no choice but to be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the face of his deep-rooted sister. Suddenly, he flashed and shouted to the bodyguard as he ran, "Before I come back, take good care of the young lady. If she loses a hair, you will ask!"

"Do you let it or not?"

Looking at the man in black who surrounded him and was fighting for about level 5, Ye Wuyou not only did not panic at all, but was very calm. A pair of dark eyes carefully looked at every guest present through the gap between the people in black.

Since he learned from Hua Yuelian that Lin Sifan hated him to the bone and thought about what had happened before and after, he guessed that the Reno brothers were likely to be employed by Lin Sifan. Because he lives in a simple life and is dedicated to cultivation. He doesn't even know many people, not to mention grudges with others in Free Harbor, so Lin Sifan's suspicion is the biggest.

Not only that, in his opinion, Lin Sifan is just a pawn, because the latter can't know his personality at all. The only answer is that the behind-the-scenes manipulator who has been harming him is contributing to the flames behind his back. Coupled with the pervasive intelligence network of organizations related to "fallen angels", it is not difficult to find that everything is the same behind-the-scenes gangster.

Thinking of the pervasive and defenseless despicable means, Ye Wuyou hates the behind-the-scenes who framed him even more!

Therefore, after confirming that Lin Sifan had a bad intention, he decided to fight back, because in the face of this hidden and powerful enemy, only by forcing him to continue to take action can he grasp the flaw. Of course, this practice also has many shortcomings and is even more dangerous. Because after this failure, the next layout of the other party will be more sophisticated and the momentum will be more fierce, but he has no way out.

"Humph, boy, the young master of the Lin family died here, and your suspicion is the biggest. If you know him, just behave! If you dare to make any changes, I don't think Mr. Lin will mind if we give him a disabled murderer.

The momentum emitted by the leader in black is obviously one point stronger than others. Although it is not as good as the shadow wolf, it is not far from each other. Obviously, it is the strength of the top generals.

Although Ye Wuyou is invincible to these 50 people in black, they can't stop them if they want to escape. What really makes him worry is the four spiritual forces locked in himself. These four masters hidden in the dark have obviously reached the point of spiritual power, and they are definitely the existence of the king of war. Not to mention four, just one is enough to make him die countless times.

"The golden years are indeed crouching tigers and hiding dragons, but you have indiscriminately added the charges to me. Is this your way of hospitality?"

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, Ye Wuyou stood in place, but when he spoke, he always looked at the hiding place of the four king-level masters.

"Hey, boy, you know what we do, but it's not your turn to teach him a lesson and tie him up!" The leader in black looked at Ye Wuyou disdainfully. For this kind of genius, he was the most jealous. If he had the opportunity to catch the "first genius of the Federation" himself, that pleasure was simply more enjoyable than fighting with a beautiful woman.

"Stupid! This little brother is not talking about you.

Just as the man in black was ready to jump forward like a wolf, a sentence that was obviously not loud, but made everyone hear clearly echoed, as if it sounded directly in everyone's mind.