Chapter 890 I don't know what to do

"A group of young people, don't be afraid. ”

Lin Junhe opened his mouth lightly, and his eyes fell on the prosperity of the large Xiangjiang River outside the window.

"Lu Tianming, how do you look at this Xiangjiang, doesn't it look like a chessboard?" Lin Junhe said with a smile.

"Chessboard?" Lu Tianming was stunned, in his opinion, Xiangjiang was very big, how could it be described as a small chessboard.

"That's right, it's the chessboard. ”

"This time, I will take the entire Xiangjiang as a game and play a game of chess with them, and the winner can enjoy rich fruits. And the loser can only be devoured......"

When Lu Tianming heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, with Xiangjiang as a chessboard, wouldn't the chess pieces be the big families in the upper echelons of Xiangjiang?

This game of chess is inevitably too big, and the entire pattern of Xiangjiang will be completely changed because of this.

Carrying his hands behind his back, Lin Junhe narrowed his eyes slightly, and what he was looking at was the direction of Repulse Bay, where the Li family's mansion area was located.

The opportunity has already been given, since the Li family ignored their warnings, then don't blame their subordinates for being ruthless.

Tens of billions of assets will indeed make people feel crazy, but this time, they are crazy about the wrong object.

......

And at this time, in another single-family villa located in the affluent area of Repulse Bay.

A middle-aged man who looked five or six points similar to He Qiuhua was frowning and pondering.

"You mean, he not only killed Li Xiuwen, but also killed Mr. Wang and others?" A calm voice sounded, and the middle-aged man looked thoughtful again, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

This person is He Qiuhua's father and the current ruler of the He family, He Longtu.

As soon as he returned to Xiangjiang, He Qiuhua told his father what happened on the island as soon as possible, so as not to inadvertently offend the figure who had the means to do so.

But when he knew that the He family had already joined forces with the Li family to make small moves behind his back, he couldn't help but be anxious.

"Dad, Lin Junhe is definitely not a character to provoke, our best go and apologize now. He Qiuhua said with a solemn face.

He Longtu frowned, and shouted: "Nonsense! You asked my He family to apologize to an outsider who is not in the Xiangjiang circle at all, a junior, how will my He family have a face in Xiangjiang in the future?"

He Qiuhua was helpless and said, "Dad, now is not the time to care about shamelessness......

"You don't have to talk about it again. ”

He Longtu interrupted directly, and said with a calm face: "Even if he really uses his means to be supernatural, what if he actually kills Mr. Wang, this is completely looking for death, and he has no future." ”

"The Northwest Wang family, you can't imagine their strength at all! Don't say that one Lin Junhe, even if it is ten Lin Junhe, what is it in front of the Wang family?"

"Although this son is powerful and has some means, he is still too young to know what to offend and what not to offend. ”

Shaking his head, He Longtu got up and left the living room, and as he walked, he took out his mobile phone and contacted people.

He Qiuhua could only let out a long sigh, clenched his fists, felt quite helpless, and once again felt his powerlessness, and at the same time felt deep fear.

He Longtu didn't know the horror of Lin Junhe at all, and if he did this, he would undoubtedly lose his entire He family.

Gritting his teeth, He Qiuhua also turned around and left the living room, absolutely unwilling to watch the He family end up like this.

......

Southeast Asia, a humble town.

On the edge of the coast, a Buddhist temple stands alone, but strangely, the sea constantly laps against the reef on the shore, but never against the walls of this temple.

This amazed the surrounding residents, who maintained a deep sense of reverence for the temple, and often saw devout believers bowing down the road outside the temple.

"Since the old people are here, why don't you come in and talk about it?"

A sound of vicissitudes like the Sanskrit sound of the avenue sounded, which made the believers outside the temple even more excited, and they knelt down for a while.

An old man in sackcloth walked into the temple, first bowed slightly to the Buddha statue in front of him, and then fell on an old man on the side.

The old man sat on top of a somewhat yellowish mass, and after a long time, he slowly spoke, but he never opened his eyes.

His voice was full of vicissitudes, but there was a chilling sharpness in his calmness.

"Bai Ruhai, how many years have we not seen each other? Thirty years, or forty years. ”

Bai Ruhai didn't answer, because he didn't come today to catch up on the past, but for the future of the Li family.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ruhai said in a deep voice: "Yang Wanli is dead, and no one in Xiangjiang can be your opponent anymore." ”

"So what?"

The old man shook his head lightly and said indifferently: "I have long been accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, and the prosperity of the world has long had nothing to do with me. It's a pity that I can't fight Yang Wanli again. ”

The old man's tone was very calm, but the dangerous aura emanating from his body made the old man in Mai palpitate for a while, and he almost forgot to breathe.

"Twenty years ago, I was full of spirit and wanted to stand on the top of the Xiangjiang River, but I was shattered by Yang Wanli's punch. Twenty years have passed, and I can already defeat him by raising my hand, but ...... Isn't he gone?"

When the old man spoke again, he saw that he did not make the slightest movement, but a shocking noise sounded behind him.

Many of the believers outside exclaimed in amazement, trembling, and fell to the ground, thinking that the true God had appeared.

Because just now, a ten-meter-high boulder that had stood on the coast for decades exploded and turned into powder!

Taking a deep breath, a flash of joy flashed in his white eyes.

Before coming, Bai Ruhai only regarded this trip as a gamble, and there was only one hope in his heart.

But now it seems that I have come to the right place this time.

This person's cultivation is afraid that compared with twenty years ago, it has reached an incredible level.

He also knew that the old man seemed to be calm, but he was afraid that the emotions in his heart were already about to be difficult to suppress.

Twenty years ago, this person once fought a big battle with Yang Wanli, and finally lost with a disadvantage, and since then he has retreated to Southeast Asia, and can no longer step into the Xiangjiang River.

Twenty years later, he finally cultivated the Great Divine Power, but Yang Wanli was no longer there, and he must be holding back a bad breath in his heart, and it was difficult to vent.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, the old man spoke again, his voice a little cold.

"Who killed Yang Wanli?"

Bai Ruhai took a deep breath, knowing that the most critical step of this trip was coming, he immediately opened his mouth in a deep voice and spit out three words seriously.

"Lin Junhe. ”

"Lin Junhe? Okay, good, good. ”

The old man spat out three good words in a row, and then suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

At this moment, the whole day and the earth changed color, and the original day suddenly turned into a deep night under the eyes of the old man!

The old man got up slowly and muttered to himself: "Since Yang Wanli is gone, let's use this person to sacrifice my supernatural powers to comfort me for my penance in the past twenty years." ”

Bai Ruhai was covered for a while, not knowing whether to be surprised or happy.

He only knew that twenty years ago, Ananda, the first warlock in Southeast Asia, was about to reappear in the rivers and lakes, and the peace of the entire Xiangjiang River and even Southeast Asia was about to become a thing of the past.