Chapter 145: Putting on a "Cannon Battle"?
In the darkness of the night, a light rain fell on the leaves of the bushes, making a soft popping sound. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Occasionally, there was a few insect chirps, a pair of boots stepping on the bushes, and the insect chirping disappeared immediately, followed by a rush of footsteps.
The darkness of the night, where you can't see your fingers, is all based on sound and the only sense you have. The fire fold crossed, and the fire oil cotton quilt in the glass cover was ignited, only to hide the fat body and the thin body behind him.
"Hurry up." The fat body pulled the man behind him uphill.
The two of them rested on the grave paved with stone slabs. The rain fell on the cloth, and the solemn breath drove the clothes to fall together. Going to the grave late at night, such a dutiful son, it is estimated that he will not be able to find the third one.
"Old Qian, are you sure it's here?"
The fat figure nodded and said, "It won't be wrong." As long as we take the head of that stinky boy, the adults will definitely reuse us! ā
"What to do? I heard that kid is very powerful. ā
The fat figure took out the dry food from his arms, took two bites, and sneered: "Do you really think that kid has the ability to take people's heads from the air?" Joke! It's just a little trick. Tomorrow we're all going to hurry up and be quick. There should be no good characters in the Lin Mansion. ā
Liu San, who was thin and thin, had a cloak on his head, which was enough to see how embarrassed he was these days, wiped the rain on his face, and said, "I'm afraid that the one above will unload the mill and kill the donkey." ā
Qian Zong's face changed and he was silent. Tang Tianhao and Ning Hong are so dead that they can't die anymore, and they can survive, but they just leave a reason for this case not to be tried.
"You're right. But this kid is bad for me and other good things, and he must die! As for whether to go to the other one, think about it in the long run. ā
Liu San's face was gloomy, and he looked even more terrifying in the faint light, "Qingming in the coming year is his sacrifice day, or not, it saves the Lin family one more trip, haha." ā
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It may be that the rain has been falling long enough in the past few days, and the tomb is clear, the sky is beautiful, and the sky is clear. Although it was a serious and sad day, to tell the truth, it was much easier to walk on the mountain road when it was clear.
Lin Ruhai coughed up blood last night, so scared that Lin Mansion didn't sleep well. Fortunately, a doctor was invited, and after drinking a dose of medicine, his condition stabilized slightly.
As soon as the morning dawned, the aunts and the Wang family went to the Qiling Temple to worship the Buddha. When people are helpless, they want to ask others for Buddha. Lin Lan was naturally awakened early, brought paper money, and prepared to go to the grave.
The carriage is naturally a bloody coachman, and after going out of the city, it is inevitable that he will encounter trouble, and it is more stable to bring a master.
"Bloodthirsty, is your name a Bloodthirsty?"
"I don't have a name."
It was really boring to chat with such a person, so Lin Lan carried a bamboo basket up the mountain. The tomb mountain was crowded with people today, and the blood disciples walked in front and opened the way for Lin Lan, which made Lin Lan behind him a lot easier.
"Lin Siye, don't come unharmed." Just as Lin Lan and the two turned around a steep slope, a figure suddenly emerged from the bushes on the side?
"Money?" Lin Lan raised her eyebrows, looked at the face after taking off the hat, and said with some surprise.
This path was a little narrow, and the blood disciples stood in front of Lin Lan, shouting at the tree trunk behind him, "Let's come out with another one." ā
"Hehe, the eyes are very good." Liu San walked over with a long knife in his hand and a sneer.
"Liu Dianshi doesn't seem to have suffered enough, now that the court wants the two of you, the reward has been increased to two hundred taels, and you dare to come to trouble someone Lin?"
Liu San's face became hideous, and he shouted: "All this is thanks to you, take your life to repay it!" ā
Qian pulled the general knife out of its sheath and said with a smile: "I've waited for so long, and I've finally waited for this day." Qingming will send you on the road, and this time next year, the Lin family can also go to the grave for you! It's just that I don't know if Lin Gong can't stand it, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person! ā
Lin Lan laughed twice and said, "You deserve it, lift a stone and smash it at your own house, and you have to bite back?" ā
The Blood Disciple stood very calmly and said, "Don't talk nonsense with them. ā
Qian stared at the general and shouted, "Kill!" ā
The figure of the blood disciple was like a gust of wind, and he instantly rushed towards the money boss, and the razor in his hand clicked, and a fine light was like a cold light in the shade of the trees.
"Follow me!" The Blood Disciple's voice was low, like an unpretentious razor in his hand. Lin Lan looked back, and Liu San held the long knife and struck at them.
"Die! Lord Yama will accept you, and when the time comes, he will ask you how you died, and he will say that he died! Liu San smiled coldly, and the pace under his feet quickened.
The money always swung down, and only half of it fell, and it was bounced off by the much smaller razor.
Lin Lan looked at Liu San who rushed up very calmly, and took out the revolver that had just been loaded from his waist.
Liu San's pupils shrank, his steps hesitated slightly, and he looked at the thing in Lin Lan's hand with some jealousy, exuding a metallic luster. What is it? It feels like something powerful.
The corners of Lin Lan's mouth crossed a slight arc, he was not worried that the blood disciples would be no match for Qian Zong, Wang Yan's masters, if they couldn't even parry a small general, then they would have no face.
"I'll try your hand at it." Lin Lan was a little excited and aimed the wheel at the barrel of the gun.
Whether it is Liu San or the money manager who saw this scene behind him, his heart is tight, what is this mysterious killing weapon used for? People are always full of fear and curiosity about the unknown.
The trigger was pulled by Lin Lan, and as long as the firing pin accurately touched the tail of the magazine, relying on the instantaneous sparks and impacts, the bullet could be smoothly discharged.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, and except for the blood disciples, the other three were in a trance.
The bloodman's razor instantly brushed the neck of the money handle, and at the same moment, the thud was heard. He quickly turned around.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Liu San came back to his senses and raised the knife in his hand.
Lin Lan had already lost the revolver, covering her hands and screaming in pain, "Explode...... Blown up! His hand was already numb by the force of the gunpowder explosion, but fortunately, the craftsmen forged the chamber of the gun, and the power of the gunpowder was not very great, otherwise Lin Lan's hand might not be able to be saved.
"Fucking cheater again!" Liu San saw that Lin Lan shook his hand again and shouted in pain, so he knew that he had been teased again, so he gritted his teeth in anger and raised his knife to kill.
The razor in the bloodfighter's hand clicked, and it turned around very artistically on the fingertips, and its eyes dazzled into the back of the stabbing knife with a piercing creak.
His entire body was attached to the side of the knife and slid in front of Liu San.
The razor turned again, and after a flash of light flashed in front of Liu San, the blood disciple confidently retreated.
"Hmm......"
The blood on the two necks spurted wildly, and the meat of the hob saw the incredible in each other's eyes. Why, obviously I don't feel anything, why......
Burst!
Burst!
The two fell to the ground. The blood disciple glanced at Lin Lan, who was still screaming, and said very calmly: "Don't do anything for me in the future." ā
Lin Lan picked up the revolver, thinking that he would have to improve it after he went back, and muttered, "I know that your knife is fast, but no matter how fast it is, it is faster than a bullet?" ā
I originally wanted to pretend to be forced, but the revolver developed by this one was blown up! This made Lin Lan speechless......
A sneak attack came unexpectedly and ended quickly.
These two good and immortal goods will naturally be handed over to the blood disciples to dispose of. Lin Lan would not be stupid enough to hand over these two goods to the yamen again, not to mention the trouble, and he was also fishy.
Fortunately, the servants of the Lin family did not follow, and they were all sent by Lin Lan to the Wang family's side and went to Qiling Temple.
Lin Lan burned the prepared paper money and replaced the offerings offered. The mountains and forests are large, and there are many birds and beasts, and most of this sacrifice has become something in their stomachs.
"Cleaned up." The blood disciples came to the ancestral tomb of the Lin family and watched Lin Lan light incense and candles.
Lin Lan dusted off the ashes on his head and asked, "There are so many people on the mountain, how did you deal with it?" ā
"There are many graves, isn't it easy to dispose of corpses? I found a queen for a long time and buried it in. ā
Lin Lan's eyelids jumped, fortunately he didn't die in the ancestral grave of the Lin family, otherwise if his father found out, he would probably be angry.
"If you do this, aren't you afraid that the master in the grave bag will come to you in the middle of the night?"
"Oh, I've never believed in evil."
Lin Lan picked up the bamboo basket and said, "Let's go, let's go home." ā
The Blood Disciple asked, "What is that thing just now?" ā
"Uh...... Set off a firecracker to scare him. ā
"Do you think I'll believe it?"
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