Lin Zitao died, and before he died, he fired two shots, one shot Chen Linlin and the other shot himself.

No one knew what he thought at the time, that shot didn't go to Ling Luo, or as he said, to let Ling Luo live, live painfully. Undoubtedly, if Chen Linlin died, his goal was really achieved, and with his understanding of Ling Luo, Ling Luo would spend the rest of his life in guilt.

But there is another possibility, because of what Qiu said before, she said that Ling Luo would die if she died.

No matter what, Lin Zitao still cares about autumn, and the cause of the dispute with Ling Luo over the years is her.

The dead don't have to speculate about his thoughts, but he left a suicide note before his death, giving an account to his father.

Lin Feng looked at Ling Luo through the screen, gritting his teeth, no matter what, he was the culprit, without him there would be no death of his son.

He even thought about fighting for his life to avenge his son and pay tribute to Zitao's spirit in the sky.

Lin Feng carefully put away the letter, hid the photo album, and said into the microphone in the room, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Luo has been waiting patiently, he has been prepared enough for this visit, it will inevitably be very difficult, and even dangerous, he planned to come alone, and the two brothers wanted to follow, so he threw Liu Jizhi alone in the hotel.

Finally waiting for a reply, Ling Luo looked at the camera, bent down and bowed, both apologetic and respectful.

"Uncle Lin, there are some things I want to talk to you about!

Lin Feng frowned, but wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, and opened the door.

Ling Luo and the three of them walked in slowly, Cheng Ying and Chen Liang looked around cautiously, this was deep into the enemy camp, and it was likely to hide danger.

There was only one old man in the living room, leaning on the sofa and smoking a cigarette, one puff after another, as if he was very upset.

Ling Luo had met Lin Feng once when he was in college, and was a guest at Lin Zitao's house at the invitation, until the last time they met, he felt that this old man had not changed much, and the years of the past few years had not left a trace on his face, just like the appearance of a forty-year-old.

Seeing Lin Feng again in just a few days, he was old and haggard, and the heroic and confident temperament he used to have was gone, just an old man who was sad to lose his son.

Ling Luo frowned a little unbearable, after all, he didn't do anything wrong, and said softly: "Uncle Lin is good!"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Luo, his dim eyes suddenly showed a murderous aura, and he said fiercely, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Luo sat on the chair opposite, ruthless, he couldn't change his plan temporarily because of sympathy, this was a big taboo.

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point. I came here for only one purpose, to buy the shares in Uncle Lin's hands!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng laughed, as if he had heard a big joke. Laughing so much that his body trembled, so that the soot spilled on his clothes without knowing it.

After laughing for a while, Lin Feng wiped his eyes and burst into tears with laughter. Stopping his laughter, he stared at Ling Luo and said, "Ling Luo, I knew you were going to say this! As long as the shares in my hand are not sold, you can't play with the Lin Group!"

"But I ask you, if a person takes my son's life and destroys my inheritance for many years, will I obediently cooperate with him to control my inheritance?"

Lin Feng laughed again and said, "Am I stupid or are you stupid?"

Chen Liang Chengying stood on both sides meticulously, looking at Lin Feng's reckless appearance and frowning, he really wanted to give this old guy a few blows. Why is there such a distinction between right and wrong? Your son is purely self-inflicted.

In the face of family affection, many people will not distinguish between right and wrong, and do not know the truth!

Ling Luo didn't show a trace of displeasure, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few puffs slowly, and said lightly: "I know it's hard to convince you, but I have to do this." It's okay if you don't give it to me, then there is only one way!"

Lin Feng asked impatiently, "What way?"

Ling Luo flicked the cigarette ash, crossed his legs, and pretended to be relaxed, he didn't want to use the Lin Group as a threat anymore, but there was no way out, and he was a little nervous at the moment.

"Dead end! The dead end of the Lin Group! You know I have the ability to do it!"

Ling Luo didn't say much, Lin Feng understood, this person was right, he did have the ability to put the Lin Group to death.

He leaned back on the couch and smoked one cigarette after another, but he didn't bother to flick the ashes.

After a long time, Lin Feng sat up straight suddenly, threw the cigarette butt that had already burned out to the ground, and said, "Cheng! You ruined the Lin Group! My son is gone, what family business do I want?"

No matter how big the family business is, it is left to his son, and now the Lin family has no meaning. Lin Feng would rather not have a penny than Ling Luo succeeded.

Ling Luo had been observing Lin Feng's expression, and when he sat up, he felt that this plan had failed. He still despised Lin Feng's revenge.

There was no need to talk about it any further, Ling Luo dispersed all the ruthlessness just now, and suddenly his heart seemed to be much more relaxed.

He laughed at himself and said softly, "Uncle, I knew it would be difficult for you to agree, and it was true, I'm sorry, because I only thought of this trick." Since you don't agree to sell the shares, I really don't know what to do next? It is possible to split the Lin Group, or it is possible to withdraw from the stock market, but you can rest assured that I will not ruin the Lin family!"

Lin Feng didn't think of this at all, and looked at Ling Luo suspiciously, as if he wanted to see some clues, were these words acting or were the previous words acting? There were many signs that he was more inclined to the latter.

Ling Luo stood up, bowed, and said, "Uncle Lin, don't bother! Finally, take care of yourself!"

When Ling Luo and the others turned around and walked to the door, they suddenly heard a word, and Lin Feng asked them to stop.

Ling Luo was puzzled, walked over again, and asked seriously, "What else is going on?"

Lin Feng pointed to the chair and said, "You sit down for a while, I'll think about some things!"

When Ling Luo was about to go out, Lin Feng suddenly had an idea, the letter appeared in his mind, he wanted to investigate this matter by himself, but after all, he was old, and his energy and ability were limited, it seemed that this person was the best candidate.

It's just that he's a big enemy.

Lin Feng was weighing the pros and cons, whether he should tell him the letter or not.

Ling Luo waited quietly, and after smoking two cigarettes, Lin Feng finally raised his head.

"If you can promise to find out one thing for me, I agree to sell the shares!"

"What's the matter?" Ling Luo asked very quietly, without much joy. The more this time comes, the more you have to be calm.

Lin Feng finally made up his mind, reached out and took out the letter from the inner pocket of his clothes, slowly unfolded it and read it again, and then handed it to Ling Luo tremblingly.

Ling Luo looked at it, recognized it at a glance from Lin Zitao's hand, and continued to read the content above, the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

It's incredible!