As Lin Daoqiao walked into the courtyard, the temperature in the air seemed to drop to freezing point suddenly.

Two sharp and sharp eyes collided in the air, one sharp and the other sharp and calm.

"Who are you?"

After looking at each other for a moment, his sharp eyes stopped. Zhang Xiong looked at Lin Daoqiao, who was still in front of him, and asked with a gloomy expression. His spirit was cold, he put his arms on the table with his hands and leaned forward to make a questioning gesture.

Looking at Zhang Xiong who seemed to be showing his fierce look in front of him, Lin Daoqiao looked like iron and fearless. Listening to the former's words, Lin Daoqiao looked at Zhang Xiong with a smile and asked:

"You sit at my house and ask who I am?"

"Who are you!"

Then, Lin Daoqiao asked with a stern voice!

Wow! When this question asked, the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and the atmosphere on the scene fell silent.

In the end, it was Lin’s father Lin Hongxiao who broke the atmosphere.

After a moment of silence, Lin Daoqiao looked at Lin Daoqiao with a strong aura and walked up and muttered softly in Lin Daoqiao's ear.

"Zhang Xiong? The leader of Chishan, I have heard of you!"

Listening to the muttering in Lin's ear, Lin Daoqiao's eyes changed, and then he started to walk towards Zhang Xiong in a blood-red suit, with a sense of coldness and frivolity in his expression, and then slowly sat down opposite Zhang Xiong's table.

When Lin Daoqiao was studying at Chishan No. 2 Middle School, he heard about this person in Chishan underworld.

"This is my son, Lin Daoqiao." Lin Hongxiao looked at Zhang Xiong with a gray face at this time and said coldly.

"Okay! It turns out that children from poor families have long been in the family! In this yard, your father didn't dare to sit opposite me. You, the one who is a son, have a bit of courage!"

Looking at Lin Daoqiao sitting in front of him, Zhang Xiong's expression flashed, and his cold voice burst into laughter...

His expression was a little stiff and his smile was a little reluctant.

Although he had an arrogant and arrogant face, he could also feel that since Lin Daoqiao came in, his aura seemed to be suppressed.

"Is it funny?"

Lin Daoqiao held it on the table with one hand, held his chin, and looked at Zhang Xiong with a expressionless face. His expression was cold and serious, and his eyes were as if he was looking at a sand b.

Lin Daoqiao's rhetoric question was like a needle that forced a balloon. Zhang Xiong's aura was completely suppressed by the former, which made him extremely unhappy. He was about to slap the table, as if he was about to kill someone in anger...

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But before he could have had an attack, a sinister expression flashed across Lin Daoqiao's face.

In the lightning, Lin Daoqiao became a hammer with one hand, raised it high and then fell heavily to the back of his hand.

It was a quick time to talk about it. The whole process seemed like in an instant. Lin Daoqiao turned into a hammer with one hand and suddenly hit the back of Zhang Xiong's hand!

Click

The harsh sound of bone shattering spreads in the air.

Zhang Xiong's face turned red immediately, and the strong pain made him forget to roar at the first time. He looked at Lin Daoqiao in horror, then looked at his right palm, which was already as rotten as mud, and suddenly screamed in pain.

After these days of further study, Lin Daoqiao's punch was stronger than before, enough to break a piece of granite the size of a palm. As for Zhang Xiong's flesh and blood palms, it was normal for him to smash it into mud.

When the thugs outside the house heard the news, they rushed into the yard, holding machete iron rods, and rushed directly at Lin Daoqiao's family with a fierce look.

"Dad! Mom! Uncle! You come into the house!" Lin Daoqiao swept his eyes everywhere, then protected his elders behind him and said loudly. Then, under Lin Daoqiao's instructions, the three elders hid in the simple room.

At this time, Lin Xueer walked out, stood side by side with Lin Daoqiao, and looked at the gang of hooligans in front of her with a serious look.

"Fighting is a man's business. What are you involved in? I can solve it myself here. Come into the house quickly!"

Looking at Lin Xueer who suddenly stood up beside him, Lin Daoqiao suddenly said with a strange expression. Although Lin Daoqiao knew that Lin Xueer might be extremely strong after the awakening of the evil man's power, he still didn't want his sister to see blood.

"No, I just happened to try my strength!"

The breeze blew past Lin Xueer's weird curved eyebrows. She blinked her eyes and replied disapprovingly.

"… Then come on! Just like what I told you today, use our strength to do something just!"

Lin Daoqiao heard his sister's reply, and suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart. Then he said loudly, rushing towards the hooligans holding swords, guns and sticks.

As for Lin Xueer, she looked more profound. She closed her eyes and a mysterious and invisible force rushed into the crowd. The gangsters around her, who were ordinary people, suddenly became strangely hung up in the air, controlled by invisible mental power, suppressed...

In front of ordinary people, whether they are god-like or born evil people, they are almost god-like beings.

About five or six minutes later, the fighting sounds disappeared in the courtyard, and the hooligans on the ground lay in pain and struggled and moaned, obviously all seriously injured.

After stepping through those worthless hooligans, Lin Daoqiao slowly walked towards Zhang Xiong who was struggling to stand up at this moment...

At this moment, Zhang Xiong still had the arrogance he had when he first arrived, and there was only a heart full of fear and confusion.

What he feared was the seemingly kind but cruel young man in front of him. What he wondered was that he was obviously the same age as him, so why could he have such terrifying and profound means!

Could it be that the young man in front of him is a cultivator, just like his uncle sent to Zhongnan Mountain to practice thirty years ago?

Zhang Xiong thought hard about this without any results! However, he was really afraid at this time!

When he saw Lin Daoqiao standing in front of him, he suddenly felt a looming murderous intent, which made his soul panic.

Just as he was about to collapse, Lin Daoqiao pinched his throat, lifted him up, and then pressed him violently to the ground. The dull sound of collision with the ground made people feel numb to think about it.

It hurts so much! A mouthful of blood surged from the chest and was strangled by Lin Daoqiao's palm like pliers.

A mouthful of blood stuck in my throat, I couldn't swallow it, and I couldn't spit it out...

Then in Zhang Xiong's miserable state, on the verge of blurred will, he saw Lin Daoqiao's face approaching and said to him quietly:

"You are crazy! I am even crazy than you! I know everything about it thirty years ago. Let your father and your aunt clean their necks and wait for me to take their lives!"

Then, Lin Daoqiao held Zhang Xiong's neck and threw it out like a garbage dump.

Inside the house, the elders of the Lin family who witnessed all this looked at each other in amazement.

"Second, is it possible for my Lin family to make a comeback?"

"It seems...it's OK!"

...

That night, the Lin family gathered together, and the past was told from the elders of the Lin family.

Before this, Lin Daoqiao and Lin Xueer never thought that the Lin family was once a wealthy family and they had the opportunity to become rich second generations.

Gu Bairen talked about these things to Lin Daoqiao before, but when all the past was told from his father, it felt different.

"Dad, uncle, don't worry, I will avenge the family's hatred back then! I will definitely take back those things that belong to our Lin family!"

After drinking and eating, Lin Daoqiao looked at the elders with a bright look and said solemnly.
Chapter completed!