Lin Beichen looks at the crowd.
A group of miscellaneous fish, who don't even have names, dare to stir up the flames and demagogue people at this time.
He moved.
All they felt was a flower in front of their eyes.
Bang bang.
A few people flew out of the crowd.
"Ouch."
"Ah..."
One by one, they fell to the ground screaming.
They were all kicked out of the crowd by Lin Beichen.
"Xiaoxue, you come to recognize what these are."
Lin Beichen writes in the void.
"Si Zi, and Lai Derong... Zhang Chun, you guys..."
Han Luoxue recognized that these were the young people who played better with ran Zhichun on the street.
"I don't know a few more."
She turns round to Lin Beichen to say.
"It's a good play to sing and play together."
"They are with ran Zhichun. Just now they cooperated with him in the crowd in order to seize your Han family's property."
"This ran Zhichun, bad conscience."
Lin Beichen writes in the void with his fingers.
"What?"
"No, Dachun has been with Han's father for a long time."
"Dachun is very honest and honest. Can't he be so crazy? It's impossible. "
There was a lot of discussion in the neighborhood.
Some people are literate, others are illiterate. After talking for a while, they all know what Lin Beichen means.
"Come here."
Lin Beichen writes and raises his hand to find the child called Xiaobao.
The child was scared to hide behind his mother's sixth aunt.
"You, don't scare the children..." Aunt Liu opened her mouth and was about to scold.
Lin Beichen's eyes glared.
A murderous spirit surged out.
Six aunts were so scared that they stood still and did not dare to move.
Lin Beichen then took out a piece of white rock sugar and handed it to Han Luoxue. He wrote: "you ask him, who taught him to say that kind of words before, as long as he speaks honestly, this piece of sugar will be given to him. If you don't, kill his family. "
Han Luoxue understood what happened. As a result, Bingtang did as he said.
"My brother Dachun taught me."
Xiaobao is ten years old, and he knows something about it. When he sees Lin Beichen so fierce, and when he hears that he is honest and has candy to eat, he immediately tells the truth.
It was ran Zhichun who gave him six pieces of candy cakes to say that on purpose.
All of a sudden, the neighbors on the left and right reacted.
Combined with the previous events, it is indistinctly clear that ran Zhichun's instigation is to frame Han Luoxue from the beginning to the end.
"That old Han's death..."
Someone's whispering.
Yeah.
In this way, ran Zhichun is the biggest suspect of Lao Han's death.
"What else do you have to say?"
Han Luoxue came to ran Zhichun's face. Her big round eyes were full of hatred. She asked fiercely.
Ran Zhichun raised his head slowly.
A sneer on his face.
"I have nothing to say."
"Ha ha, but do you think today's affair is over? It's naive. "
He looked at Lin Beichen bitterly and said, "you are a little wild breed who doesn't know where you come from. It's bad for me. Ha ha, maybe you don't know. I'm a black thorn."
With that, he waited to see Lin Beichen's expression change,
But Lin Beichen was not moved.
On the contrary, the neighbors nearby, hearing such words, all of a sudden boom, like blowing up a hornet's nest, began to talk.
Some timid people turned around and left on the spot.
Han Luoxue's face changed.
Black thorns, like "twisted jungle" and "Youying", are the three largest gangs in the lower three districts. Ordinary people do not dare to provoke them. It can be said that they are the biggest cancer.
It's really the lower three districts of the northwest region. Who dares to provoke such gangs?
Gangsters, they can do everything.
"Ha ha, stinky mute, you're dead. Ha ha, aren't you good at fighting? Ha ha, wait. When the people from the black thorn Gang come, I'll see if you dare to do it. "
Ran Zhichun said with a grim smile.
The voice is not lost.
Pop!
Lin Beichen raised his hand and slapped his face.
Ran Zhichun's face was broken, his mouth opened, and his teeth spat out blood.
He grinned grimly.
A face of the Yin ruthless venom, staring at Lin Beichen, not afraid.
It's tough.
Lin Beichen didn't like it either.
It's a cheap thing to kill him.
Keep it and cook it slowly.
"Little mute, you go quickly."
Han Luoxue had come back to herself at this time. She pushed and shoved quickly and said: "this is our Han family's business. It has nothing to do with you. You go quickly..."
"Ha, now? It's late. "
"If you hurt us, if you hurt brother Dachun, it's like hitting the" black thorn "in the face. Where can you escape? Then, you little bastard will be enough. "
"Offended us, the next three districts... No, the whole northwest region, there is no place for you."
Next to those who were kicked to the ground partners, immediately arrogant up.
Lin Beichen said nothing and went there.
Click, click, click.
One of them is one, all of them broke the kneecap, and brought them to kneel in front of Han Li's spirit throne.
One of them couldn't hold on, yelled, and deliberately lay on the ground.
Bang!
Lin Beichen's fingers curled.
A wisp of sword gas burst his head directly.
There was a scream in the yard.
The neighbors were so frightened that they quickly backed away.
Who would have thought that this little mute was so cruel, killing people was like stepping on an ant.
The other gangsters, seeing this scene, were scared out of their wits. They didn't dare to play any more. They forced themselves to endure the sharp pain of their legs and knelt down on the ground, letting the blood ooze out and dye the whole body red
Ran Zhichun is still staring at Lin Beichen.
A look of "kill me if you have seed.".
Pretty good.
Lin Beichen did not care about him.
It's looking in the direction of the gate.
"Go away, you are in trouble."
Wu Wei also persuades, way: "child, you are a good child, go, I am old Han family implicated you."
"Mother."
Lin Beichen smiles at this ordinary but kind-hearted old lady and says, "I'm from the Han family, too. Didn't you and your father always treat me as a son before? From now on, I will be your son. When the sky falls down, my son will bear it. "
Han Luoxue's eyes turned red.
At this moment, she seemed to find the backbone, suddenly the courage to rush back to the body.
Lin Beichen raised his hand to touch her hair, and wrote: "don't worry, no matter what happens today, I will give our father an account."
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Outside the courtyard.
On the street.
What happened at tingxue tavern has been spread.
A lot of adventurers came to find out.
Especially Han's father is kind and generous, so he is popular among adventurers. Many adventurers who have received some favors want to pay homage to Han Li.
But soon news came out that it had something to do with "black thorns." suddenly, 99% of the adventurers turned and left.
In the lower world of dahuangcheng, gangs are like poisonous snakes, like pestilence, like all the dark and evil things. Once they are infected, they have to be peeled off.
Many people will stay away, such as avoiding snakes and scorpions.
In order to achieve their goals, the gang members do everything they can, plotting, poisoning, trapping, kidnapping, assassinating... Even the powerful family soldiers may die in the way of the guild.
No matter how powerful the adventurers are, they don't want to have a problem with these people - to be exact, they don't even want to be in the same place with them.
Only a few adventurers entered the courtyard.
When they knew what happened, they kept silent.
Many eyes are focused on Lin Beichen.
The boy in white is handsome, like a God.
Dressed in white, he stood quietly at the entrance of the hall, kneeling behind ran Zhichun and others. The blood of his broken knees flushed the ground, making the hall full of blood, and making him as white as snow, like a Sword Fairy of revenge.
Such a handsome and outstanding young man should not be here.
But he was there.
He's waiting.
Who are you waiting for?
Naturally, it's waiting for the black thorn Gang to show up.
The spirit of youth is higher than that of heaven.
But in this world, only spirit is useful?
Many adventurers silently beat themselves in the heart.
Outside the courtyard wall, there is a black carriage.
There are no inscriptions and insignia on the left and right sides of the carriage. The chariot is drawn by the Warcraft "wind guide beast" from the depths of the devil abyss, which implicitly shows the special identity of the people in the carriage to all.
The coachman is a middle-aged man in a black hooded cloak. Under the edge of the cloak, you can see a face with thick red whiskers. Every breath is like a steel needle soaked with the blood of the living beings. His palms are thick, his bare arms are muscular, like a knife and axe. He has a sword hanging around his waist and a horse whip in his hand
"My Lord, the black thorns are coming soon. Shall we go out now? "
Asked the coachman in a low voice.
"Let's see first."
A soft female voice came from the carriage: "this boy in white is interesting. Let's see what he plans to do next."
"Yes."
The coachman replied respectfully.
The voice fell.
In the distance, there was a vibration on the ground.
It's the resonance formed by a large number of people when they rush.
In particular, when a large number of warriors rush with their breath, they are just like thousands of horses rushing and roaring. The momentum generated is enough to make ordinary people scared.
It's the black thorn gang.
Here they are.
Many people who are paying attention to today's affairs are shocked.
Especially when they see the dark crowd, which seems to be the black tide of swallowing everything, filling the streets and alleys and converging from all sides towards the "tingxue pub", they are overwhelmed by an unspeakable fear.
So many people.
Is this the "black thorn" Gang all gathered at once?
"Look, that's Gera, the master of thorns."
A young adventurer standing on the roof exclaimed.
The president of "black thorn" actually came in person?
It's a big deal.
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