Yang Lin would not tell the little girl that her iron fist was actually practiced without realizing it by relying on the illusion of martial arts.

It has not been polished in reality at all, and I don’t know what mechanism is playing a role in the growth of strength, qi and blood.

As for whether the forearms and thighs can be as thick as the forearms?

He was very curious.

...

The two of them laughed for a few words, and then they heard a vague noise from the outer courtyard.

Yang Lin was slightly stunned, and listened with his ears, and his face changed drastically.

He heard the word "dead".

"Go and go and have a look."

The master and servant looked heavy, and they arrived at the front yard in the misty rain.

At first glance, the door was open and an old man in gray clothes was lying on the stone steps.

The two men lowered their heads to welcome Uncle Da's baptism.

"You don't know if someone dies at the door? If it rains, can you be lazy if it rains? Do you want to have a meal on rainy days?"

"You may not know if someone hits the door one day..."

"etc……"

Yang Lin suddenly spoke, his face looking very ugly.

He took two steps and squatted down.

Under the dim skylight, Old Man Chen's wrinkled old face appeared in front of him.

His dead gray eyes were staring, as if he was accusing this society and this world.

From the twisted muscles on his face, it can be seen that he had suffered extreme pain during his lifetime.

In fact, the old man had his limbs bent and his chest was covered in blood, which had already told everyone what was going on.

The fatal injury is the head.

The old man broke a gap the size of a child’s mouth broke open on his head, and the blood dried up and wet the stone steps, and it was covered in blood.

‘He died here, so what about Xianglian? Didn’t the father and daughter go to Shanghai?’

‘Who did it? Why did you beat Old Man Chen to death in front of Yang’s house, or drag it over with just one breath? What is the purpose?’

‘Demonstration, or provocation, or revenge…’

Yang Lin's eyes turned cold and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

"San Young Master, are you an acquaintance?"

Uncle Da obviously felt a little unusual too.

Asked in a deep voice.

"I met Sister Xianglian's father in Desheng Building." Xiao Mun's face was tragic and interrupted.

Yang Lin looked up at the misty sky, and the sky gradually became dark.

Uncle Da pondered for a while and whispered: "Please calm down. I probably know who did this until now, but I didn't expect them to be so blatant."

"Don't the Hangzhou Governor's Office do you care?"

Yang Lin actually knew who did this.

Poor father and daughter, they just sing a song and earn some money, and they are not qualified to offend others.

At most, it is because Miss Xianglian is beautiful and attracts others to spy on her.

Even so, there is no need to kill anyone.

This is too fierce and crazy.

"It would be the same as the murderer surrendering himself... If so, if the government really makes great efforts to rectify the situation, the streets would not have caused chaos among the Qing Gang."

Thinking of the Chen family being destroyed, Wu Zhongda let out a deep breath.

Such a brutal case gradually ended.

Too shocking.

The Chen family is a wealthy family, and when things happen, no one cares about it.

What's more, the people who are promoted to fight against each other.

"In these days, no matter how many days a person is, the road is buried in the ditches, especially the poor, like weeds, it is not easy to survive."

"We can't even control it."

This is a consolation.

Uncle Da knew that some people actually couldn't afford to offend them.

He was worried that his young master would run out desperately and must ask clearly.

It is normal for young people to be strong and impulsive by nature.

If it were normal, it would be fine to take someone out with me.

But, these days, it won't work.

Looking back at the mansion, Uncle Da's eyes looked a little anxious.

"I know."

Yang Lin reached out and gently wiped Old Man Chen's eyes, looked at him and closed his eyes, "Carn it, help him tidy up his appearance... I'm in a bad mood and want to be quiet for a while."

After saying that, he walked towards his own courtyard.

The little mushroom's face was confused.

Following behind you.

Uncle Da's eyes narrowed into a slit, turned his head and thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Go to two people, secretly look at Master Dian San, don't let him run out."

"yes."

...

"Little Mushroom, do you look down on the young master?"

After entering his own house, Yang Lin seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

He sat on the chair and asked in a silence.

"No, the young master must not want to cause trouble, nor do he want to lead the disaster to his home."

The little girl was a little insincere.

Yang Lin laughed at himself.

"Do you know? I'm actually very timid. Just now, when I saw Old Man Chen's body just now, I felt a little fear in my heart, just like seeing the Chen family being wiped out that day."

"I was so scared that I was trembling all over..."

Without waiting for the answer from the little mushroom.

Yang Lin's eyes were like ghost fire, and his face was slightly ferocious: "You think, what's wrong with this world? Some people can treat others as pigs and dogs, and can be above them and determine their life and death at will."

"Yes, I have no position to say that, but I really hope to see a country where everyone is equal and happy. No matter how poor and wealthy you are, you can walk on the streets at will, and you will not worry about being beaten to death because of an unhappy..."

Yang Lin couldn't stop thinking about the country and era when he started to miss it again.

I didn't think it was, but I just took it for granted.

Now I realize how peaceful and joyful the days were.

In movies and TV, online novels and animation games, what you see is not real after all.

When Yang Lin was truly in an era, he saw that life was so despicable and the chaos of the world.

He finally understood.

It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled person.

It is actually not easy to live.

"Little Mushroom, I remember your ventriloquy is very good."

Taking a long breath, Yang Lin suddenly raised his head and stared at his maid with a faint look.

"I can learn to sing birds, chickens, and dogs... The sound of a house fire is too complicated, and I haven't practiced it yet.

However, it is still possible to learn the young master's voice as subtle and subtle."

The little mushroom also raised his head and looked directly at Yang Lin, and an astonishing brilliance burst out from his big eyes.

He knew what the young master meant, and also saw that the young master suddenly became stronger strangely.

Some things must not be let go of easily, otherwise you will feel at ease.
To be continued...