Looking at Zhou Qimin's cold eyes, Lin Youxiang's heart shook.
Fuck, this is not dead, even if he is willing to give his son a few pillar fragrance, even if he is good, he actually said crazy and said that he would kill himself and bury his son!
Defended his middle -aged bereavement!
Although he was scolded in his heart, Lin Youxiang's face did not show any unhappy, but he arched his hand slightly: "Uncle Zhou, Li Xin and I was a friend during his lifetime.
"But people can't be resurrected. Since things have already happened, I would like to take care of Uncle Zhou to take care of your body!"
They all said that they reached out and did not hit the laughing face, but now Zhou Qimin, where do you have the mood to do these superficial kung fu?
He stared at Lin Youxiang with a glamorous look, his expression was cold, like a poisonous snake that would launch an attack at any time, killing the opportunity!
"If you have something straight, Lao Tzu is not free to accompany you around! What do you want to do today?"
Zhou Qimin said impatiently.
When he heard this, Lin Youxiang was not angry, but instead hooked the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Uncle Zhou, Li Xin's miserable suburbs, isn't you curious, who hurts him like this?"
As soon as this remark came out, Zhou Qimin suddenly changed his face, his breathing rushed up, and he rushed in front of him in three steps. He asked his collar and asked, "What do you mean?
Do you know what inside love?! "
Because it was too excited, his voice trembled a little.
Lin Youxiang sneered in his heart and joked secretly, haha, not only knowing the inside, but your short -lived ghost son, or I encouraged to send to death!
"Hey, Uncle Zhou, don't you be excited first!"
Lin Youxiang shook his head and said, looked down at his collar, and handed him a look at Zhou Qimin.
Although Zhou Qimin was irritable in his heart, he also hurriedly picked up his hands holding his collar, and then instructed to the housekeeper: "Don't hurry up to pour tea for Master Lin!"
Seeing that the attitude of the other party was a little better, Lin Youxiang ignored his clothes and said in a hurry: "Uncle Zhou, the evil relationship between Lin Xin and our Lin's Lin Xueer, I believe you should know too."
"Lixin, he can use his affection for Lin Xueer, but he can be defined, alas ... Lin Xueer's woman has no eyes, and a man who is so good in Li Xin, run and follow Xiao Yun."
"Li Xin brothers are always arrogant, how can he swallow this breath? So, the struggle between the two men has never stopped ..."
When it comes to this, Lin Youxiang deliberately dragged his tail sound and meant to point out.
Sure enough.
After hearing his words, Zhou Qimin immediately shrank his pupils, his eyes were cold, and he patted the table in a furiously: "It's this smelly boy again !!"
Seeing this, Lin Youxiang's lips couldn't help but sneered, "Oh? Listening to Uncle Zhou's meaning, it seems that you have found a poisonous hand under Xiao Yun?"
Zhou Qimin looked back sharply, looking at him sharply, and squinted: "There is no useful evidence at the scene of the crime. How can you determine that this is Xiao Yungan?"
Although he was sad and angry because of the pain of bereavement, he still kept vigilant at all times.
"Just with Xiao Yun a stinky silk, I can kill my son and his men, and solve the more than 200 people in the Jizo?!"
He did doubt Xiao Yun, but after investigation these days, he couldn't find any evidence to prove that it was Xiao Yunqian.
Moreover, he is equipped with his son's hands, but not a cat and dog, each of which has extraordinary skills!
After killing so many people overnight, can the whole scene be dealt with without trace? Is Xiao Yun so powerful? This chapter has been completed!