Li Jin smiles.
He looked at Li Lin with a smile on his face.
"Li Lin, you have been following me for decades."
"You still don't understand why my son is called the God of the Red Sea."
"Do you think he only has a pair of hands of God?"
"Ningzhou that place, to hang'er, is just a small fight, where can be called his foundation?"
Li Lin blinked.
"Sir, according to you, where is the foundation of the young master?"
Li Jinshen pointed to the ground under his feet.
There was a smile in the corner of his mouth.
And this smile, full of strong pride.
"The place where he stands on his feet is his foundation!"
At this point, Li Jin immediately picked up his pen, splashed ink on the rice paper, and said as he wrote.
"If they're going to get married, that's not enough."
"It seems that I have to write more and send some to my in laws."
……
Tianmen, evening.
The Mercedes Benz S-class car that Li HANGGANG just bought for Xu MuQing came out of the building of Lingxiao group's Tianmen branch.
This white Mercedes Benz is driving slowly on the road towards the southern suburb of Tianmen.
In the city into a provincial road, from a Lane Lane, suddenly out of a few heavy motorcycles.
The heavy-duty Mercedes Benz rushed to both sides of the front, and the two white motorcycles split quickly.
There are two people on the heavy motorcycle.
The man in the back, with a bucket of paint in his hand.
Before the white Mercedes Benz could react, the black paint splashed directly on the windshield of the Mercedes Benz.
Suddenly, the driver in the car was in a mess, and he began to drive the steering wheel as hard as he could.
Two heavy motorcycles splashed with paint were evacuated quickly.
At the back, four or two locomotives immediately followed.
"Ping!"
"Ping!"
They smashed the windows of the car.
Then the handmade beer bottle incendiary bomb is ignited.
Straight down the broken car window and into the car!
Fire!
Burning flame, suddenly in the car's internal combustion!
From the inside of the car came the man's shrill scream!
After several heavy motorcycles finished these, they galloped away at a high speed.
The white Mercedes Benz smashed the guardrail beside the road and rushed into the field.
The car was driving in the field for a while, and suddenly there was a violent explosion!
At this time, there is a heavy motorcycle from the side of the road.
Looking at the burning flames, the motorcyclist took out his walkie talkie and said in a low voice.
"Xu MuQing is dead, No.1 has finished the task!"
Just as the tiger and leopard riders were driving away, Niu Dazhuang and his men came quickly.
He looked at the two charred bodies in the car and gave a cold smile.
"Big brother, you are sure to expect things like God!"
"I have long guessed that you brothers of the Song family will be bad for your sister-in-law!"
"You think there's only one white Mercedes Benz?"
"Brother, I've already bought more than ten white Mercedes Benz cars!"
"Now that you die in the hands of your own people, it's a proper death!"
At the same time, a white Mercedes Benz car drove out from near the vegetable market to a villa on the outskirts of the city.
Out of the city, there are relatively few cars on the road.
Especially when it comes to the villa residential area, the road seems to be emptied, especially open.
The white Benz is less than one or two kilometers away from the villa community.
There are eight heavy motorcycles, suddenly jumped up from behind.
The two heavy-duty motorcycles at the head of the line still use the same method.
Two people with black paint buckets in their hands were rapidly approaching the white Mercedes Benz.
When the heavy motorcycle goes to the cab of a white Mercedes Benz car and intends to paint the windshield of the car,
the door of the cab opens quickly!