Chapter 272: Tragedy
It was a wonderful moment.
Without any accident, Lin Zhiming's lips touched Yao Jing's lips.
Although it was the touch of his lips, it made the bodies of Lin Zhiming and Yao Jing tense together.
To tell the truth, a twenty-five-year-old and a twenty-eight-year-old, who are not too young, kiss the mouth to be able to kiss the bodies of two people, that is really rare, men and women of this age let alone kiss the mouth, it is estimated that the posture has been mastered a lot.
Lin Zhiming is indeed a gentleman.
After he kissed Yao Jing, he didn't get an inch, and always kept just touching his lips.
After a few seconds, both took a step back at the same time.
Lin Zhiming licked his lips and said, "Sweet..."
"You..." Yao Jing glared at Lin Zhiming with disgust, and then took Lin Zhiming's hand and walked forward.
Lin Zhiming had a simple smile on his face, although the two of them had kissed before, but that time it was a dragonfly, and this time he kissed Yao Jing for at least three or four seconds.
This is a shame for any married man, but not for Lin Zhiming, he had no relationship with Yao Jing before, and even Yao Jing still had a trace of rejection of him, and now, Yao Jing not only does not reject him, but is also willing to kiss him, which is already a huge leap.
I'm afraid it won't be long before I can have a baby!
Lin Zhiming secretly decided that he must have a few more children with Yao Jing to ensure that the old Lin family is prosperous.
The two of them walked hand in hand on the stone road until they reached the end of the road, and then they walked back.
"Are you very powerful now?" Yao Jing suddenly asked.
"How do you ask this question?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No... I already know that you are very rich, and I have heard that you are still a very powerful martial artist, so I am curious and want to ask, if you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it. Yao Jing said.
"I'm amazing. Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"How powerful?" asked Yao Jing.
"Better than anyone you've ever seen in your life!" Lin Zhiming said.
"I haven't seen any powerful people!" Yao Jing said with a frown.
"Do you know the White Dragon King Xiao Chentian?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I know this, one of the top ten gods of war in the Dragon Kingdom! Ten Rank Martial King! I heard that he is no longer an ordinary human being, and he can destroy a small city by himself!" Yao Jing said.
"Your husband and I are so powerful than Xiao Chentian!" Lin Zhiming said, gesturing with his thumb and index finger.
"You just blow it. Yao Jing said with a smile, "Xiao Chentian is one of the top ten gods of war, you are more powerful than him, isn't that also a character in the top ten gods of war?"
"That's because the top ten gods of war can't tolerate me, I'm better than them, so how can they be embarrassed to call me the top ten gods of war, so I can only be independent of the top ten gods of war, that's it!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"Blow, keep blowing... You say that you are the top ten gods of war, I still believe a little bit, you say that you are more powerful than the top ten gods of war... Are you Wan'er to me?" Yao Jing said with a smile.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "I didn't expect to lie to you, in fact, I am a ten-rank martial artist." ”
"I'll just say... However, the Tenth Rank Martial Qing is also very powerful, enough to enter the top 100 of the Heavenly Dragon List, right?" Yao Jing asked.
"Hmm... Pretty much. Lin Zhiming nodded.
"My husband is a world-class powerhouse, a super handsome guy, and a rich man, I don't know why, I am a little proud in my heart. Yao Jing smiled and hugged Lin Zhiming's arm, and hugged Lin Zhiming tightly.
Lin Zhiming could clearly feel that Yao Jing had fallen in love with him, and this liking was increasing little by little over time.
"The most correct thing you can do in your life is to marry me. Lin Zhiming smiled.
Yao Jing smiled.
The two just walked next to each other and walked forward silently.
Although he didn't say anything, the affection between the two was fermenting little by little.
Suddenly, Lin Zhiming stopped.
At this time, the distance from the campsite is about 100 meters.
"What?" asked Yao Jing suspiciously.
Lin Zhiming shrugged his nose.
"Do you smell it?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"What does it smell like?" Yao Jing shook her head.
"The smell of blood!" Lin Zhiming's face changed slightly, and he said, "Something's wrong, follow me!"
After speaking, Lin Zhiming pulled Yao Jing to speed up and walk in the direction of the camp.
Halfway through, Lin Zhiming saw a person lying face down on the ground.
The man was covered in blood and had a huge wound on his back.
Seeing this scene, Yao Jing let out a frightened cry.
"Old Zhou!" Lin Zhiming looked at the people on the ground, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
He recognized this person, and this person was none other than Lao Zhou, one of the families he was camping with.
Lin Zhiming hurriedly squatted down and reached out and pressed on the other party's artery.
"What's wrong with him?" asked Yao Jing.
"It's dead!" Lin Zhiming stood up with a solemn face, and then said to Yao Jing, "Follow me!"
After speaking, Lin Zhiming accelerated and walked in the direction of the camp.
In just a few dozen meters away, in addition to Lao Zhou, Lin Zhiming also saw three corpses, two of which he didn't recognize, and one of them was another person who had camped together before.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Zhiming came to the open space where he was camping.
The whole clearing was littered with corpses.
Yao Jing covered her mouth in horror to prevent herself from screaming.
Each of these people who fell to the ground had huge fatal wounds on their bodies, as if they had been cut with a knife or something.
"Wan'er!" Lin Zhiming thought of Lin Wan'er for the first time, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the tent.
Where Lin Zhi ordered them to camp, several tents were built together.
Coming to the tent, Lin Zhiming's breathing suddenly became heavy.
There was blood everywhere in the tents, and there was no sound of living people in the entire camp.
"How... How could this be..."Yao Jing said in disbelief as her body trembled.
"You go and see if there are any living people, and I'll go find Wan'er. Lin Zhiming said, walking straight to his tent.
The tent has been unzipped off.
Lin Zhiming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly got into the tent.
Inside the tent, there was no one!
Lin Zhiming was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Wan'er?!"
On the ground, the doll sent by Xu Chenxin's son suddenly trembled.
Lin Zhiming noticed the slight tremor and hurriedly rushed over.
Suddenly there was a cry from inside the doll.
"Uncle Lin!!"
"Wan'er!" Lin Zhiming excitedly grabbed the doll and tore it apart directly.
Inside the doll, Lin Wan'er looked at Lin Zhiming with teary eyes.
"Great!" Lin Zhiming hugged Lin Wan'er.
He once thought that Lin Wan'er had been killed, but he didn't expect that Lin Wan'er was hiding in this doll.
"Wan'er is fine, uncle is here, no one can hurt you!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Uncle Lin, there's a bad uncle beating people, it's terrible. Lin Wan'er said with tears in her eyes.
"It's okay, it's okay. Lin Zhiming patted Lin Wan'er on the back and said, "Uncle will teach that bad uncle a lesson in a while, it's okay." ”
At this moment, Yao Jing's cry came from outside the tent.
"Fate, you come out, hurry up!"
Lin Zhiming didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly rushed out of the tent.
Outside the tent, Yao Jing was already in tears.
"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Both... All dead. Yao Jing cried and pointed to the tents and said, "Everyone, they're all dead." ”
"Are they all dead?" Although Lin Zhiming had a premonition, when he heard Yao Jing say this, his heart twitched uncontrollably.
Everyone here had said goodnight to each other half an hour earlier, and before that, everyone was sitting around the campfire, and they had made an appointment to go fishing together next week, but now, everyone is dead...
Lin Zhiming has actually been very calm in the face of life and death, because he has seen too many dead people, but it was in an extraterritorial battlefield, in the city, Lin Zhiming has never seen so many friends die in front of him.
"Xu Chenxin is also dead?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Hmm..."Yao Jing nodded, pointing to a tent next to her.
Lin Zhiming walked up to Yao Jing and handed Lin Wan'er to Yao Jing.
"Wan'er, listen to your uncle and close your eyes. Lin Zhiming said.
Lin Wan'er nodded and closed her eyes.
After that, Lin Zhiming turned around and walked into the tent that Yao Jing pointed to.
In the tent, Xu Chenxin and his wife's bodies fell to the ground.
Lin Zhiming only felt that his breathing had become heavy.
Lin Zhiming walked to Xu Chenxin's side and squatted down.
Xu Chenxin fell face down on the ground, and Xu Chenxin's son was pressed under him.
The one who gave the doll to Lin Wan'er before.
It can be seen that at the most dangerous moment, Xu Chenxin tried to protect his son under him.
However, someone pierced his body with a sharp weapon and... Even with it pierced his son's body.
Father and son, killed at the same time!
Lin Zhiming's fists clenched, and the killing intent in his eyes overflowed uncontrollably.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming's mobile phone rang.
The call was made by Dong Jian.
"The head of the family, there are powerful warriors in all districts of Strait City who are killing civilians, and the dragons are fighting with them and suffering heavy losses. Dong Jian said.
"Kill civilians?" Lin Zhiming heard these four words and looked around.
"I'm here, too. Lin Zhiming said.
"Yes, you and your wife are not injured, are you?" asked Dong Jian.
"No... You send me the location information of those warriors. Lin Zhiming said.
"Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhi ordered the bodies of Xu Chenxin's family of three to be arranged, and then covered them with a quilt.
"Old Xu... Thanks to your son, Wan'er survived, and I can't repay the kindness of saving my life, here, I swear in the name of a tyrant, I will definitely break his body to pieces!