Chapter 1109 (1/2)
”The people who threatened me are dead.”
He Zhishan looks at Lin Kai without expression, without any emotion in his eyes.
As far as he is now, he can say this sentence,
”but all the people I threatened died.”
”You?” He Zhishan sneered, but he didn't doubt Lin Kai's words.
”Mr. He, you'd better tell me what I want, or don't blame me for being rude.”
”I'm not satisfied with the killer.”
Lin Kai looks at he Zhishan elegantly. He doesn't think there is any problem with his words.
”He won't be so scared, can he even say that?”
”Lying trough, so powerful? Mr. even he dared to threaten. ”
”Bullshit is a fool. You see, Mr. He's absolutely dead. ”
……
Lin Kai turned a deaf ear to those comments.
It's just a bunch of clowns talking to themselves.
”Linkai, you don't want your life?”
Lin Kai leaned forward and looked at he Zhishan with a gentle smile: ”it's your life that you don't want.”
People who don't know think they are good friends.
After all, it doesn't seem like they are at daggers drawn and talking about their lives.
”You can try it.”
”Try it?”
Lin Kai waves his hand, and the hidden god suddenly appears behind he Zhishan.
”You think you're alive?” He opened his eyes with a smile.
Powerful bodyguards are not just for Lin Kai.
How many people want him to celebrate Zhishan's life?
How many people want to replace him?
But 40 or 50 years later, he climbed higher, but those people died, injured, and who else fought with him?
”It's just a waste of a newly promoted master.”
Lin Kai's tone was casual, as if he was talking about the weather today.
He did not have the slightest reverence for the master who moved mountains and reclaimed the sea.
You know, as long as he moves, his life will be over.
”You call a master a waste?”
The man behind him appeared to be an old man with a short stature and an obscene face.
Holding a wooden fish in hand, wearing a cassock, relying on is a monk.
”If the monk is like you, the Buddha will not be worshipped.”
”What nonsense are you talking about?” The wooden fish in his hand exerted a slight force, which made Lin Kai's neck open with a wound.
”You hurt sir!”
He Zhishan was the first to bear the brunt of the riot.
No matter how high his status is, as long as he is not a master, he can not bear the evil spirit of the hidden God.
”Poof.”
He spits out a mouthful of blood, and looks at Lin Kai with listless breath. He is not as energetic as before.
Around those childe brothers, is directly shocked fainted in the past.
”Mr. He!” The monk yelled and wanted to open his hand to Lin. that was to say, the momentum of the hidden God shocked him a step back.
”You How could that be possible! ”
He looked at the hidden God in disbelief, wondering if he was wrong.
This is a master!
Still such a young master!
The number of masters in the whole country was quite a few. He did not remember that there were such young masters.