When Yunjian appeared in front of the crowd, all the people present trembled and trembled wildly.
Who is the girl who suddenly appeared in front of the crowd!
Look at her age, she should not be more than eighteen.
A girl in her 18th century kicked a huge door with one foot!
This, what kind of foot strength can we do!
Everyone present was shocked by Yunjian's foot!
Lin Xingyuan and Zhang Xiaomei are no exception.
But after the reaction, Lin Xingyuan stared at Yunjian with vigilant eyes and asked, "who are you? Do you know where this is? Dare to break into a private house!"
But Yunjian looked up slightly, glanced sideways at Lin Xingyuan, and then walked to an insignificant corner on the side of the Lin family hall, where Lin Jiaoyue's urn was placed.
"Security guard! Security guard! Drive people out!" seeing Yunjian walking to the place where Lin Jiaoyue's urn was placed, Lin Xingyuan shouted loudly in an exaggerated tone.
What Lin Xingyuan is afraid of, of course, is not that Yunjian went to Lin Jiaoyue's urn to destroy it, but that he was frightened when he saw Yunjian's foot just now. He is afraid that Yunjian will turn around and deal with himself.
When Lin Xingyuan shouted with this frightened voice, the nanny suddenly clenched her teeth, rushed forward to Lin Xingyuan for two steps, and then knelt down to Lin Xingyuan in front of all the guests:
"Master! Please! Today is the last day of the month. Don't let her leave sadly.
"That little girl should be Yueyue's friend. Let her send Yueyue on her last journey! Please! I beg you, sir!"
The wet nurse was in tears. She kowtowed to Lin Xingyuan and pleaded loudly.
After all, the nanny has worked in the Lin family for decades. After all, it is her own flesh and blood, so Lin Xingyuan will nod and agree.
However, just when Lin Xingyuan wanted to nod and promise.
"Dear ~ I've seen Yueyue's friends too. The girl just kicked our door in front of Yueyue's mourning hall. She must not be Yueyue's friend.
"Moreover, it's really unlucky to put the urn in the hall. Honey, don't you love me ~ hate ~ hate ~" Zhang Xiaomei grabbed Lin Xingyuan's hand and touched Lin Xingyuan's head with her chest while being coquettish.
"Honey, you're right, come on! Go and move out the urn and all those things! Put them in the back door!"
After listening to Zhang Xiaomei's coquettish voice, Lin Xingyuan tightened his lower body, and hurriedly listened to Zhang Xiaomei's words and asked someone to move Lin Jiaoyue's urn to the back door.
Even the front door of the Lin family is not given to Lin Jiao. The moon rises.
However, just after Lin Xingyuan's words fell, a "Ping-Pong" voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing the sound, everyone looked at one place——
Not far away, Yunjian had stood in front of Lin Jiaoyue's urn.
But I saw a clean butterfly knife, which was directly thrown on the table by Yunjian. After making a huge noise in this non noisy place, it appeared in front of the public.
Suddenly, seeing the clean butterfly knife, everyone at the scene suddenly gave a face.
At that time, Yunjian was looking at the top of Lin Jiaoyue's urn. Lin Jiaoyue smiled with a bright black-and-white portrait. She was expressionless in front of all the people present. When they were so frightened that their faces changed dramatically, she said:
"Like me, you live in a world you can't help.
"You say you want to be as powerful as me, and I also want to be as ordinary as you.
"This butterfly knife has followed me for more than ten years.
"There are not many dead souls who died under my butterfly knife. It's just five thousand people.
"Now I'll give it to you.
"I took your wish for you."