Chapter 813 (2/2)
Shulang gave a bitter smile and waved his hand to indicate that he was OK.
"Master Shu still has two points of strength!"
Mo Lao carries both hands, slowly toward Shu Lang close.
The guard of Shu family guards Shu Lang and stares at Mo Lao nervously for fear that Mo Lao might hurt others.
"This is Miss Shu. She's really pretty."
Mo Lao looked at Shu Yue, nodded his head with satisfaction, and said:
"Miss Shu, I'll give you another chance. Now you go to the dragon's house with me and serve my young master well. Maybe you can save your family a life!"
"No way!"
Before Shuyue makes a sound, Shulang drinks angrily.
Shu Yue is his daughter. He has heard of the virtue of Longxuan. When he enters the Longjia manor, where can he live.
"So you're toasting instead of drinking!"
Mo Lao's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.
"Miss Shu, you should know that the life of your family depends on you alone!""You Think it over! "
Mo's face is cold, and he seems to be fully sure that Shu Yue will obey.
"Don't think about it."
Lin Yin came over and said faintly. "He is not able to destroy his family, but you has the final say."
"Boy, who are you?"
Mo noticed Lin Yin's existence at this time, but he didn't feel the breath of martial arts in Lin Yin. But at this time, those who dare to excel are not real experts, just because of Shu Yue's beauty.
"It's the business of the long family and the Shu family. You'd better not be strong!"
"Go away!" Lin Yin was carrying his hands, his eyes were indifferent and said coldly.
"Boy..."
Not waiting for old general Mo to finish, Lin Yin said again.
"I said get out of here, I don't want to dirty my hands!"
Mo Lao can't stand it any more. He is the housekeeper of the dragon family in southern Yunnan. He is under one person and over ten thousand people in southern Yunnan. How could he ever be so angry.
"Boy, I want to die!"
As soon as the words fell, Mo's body darted out like a Tyrannosaurus Rex and rushed to Lin Yin.
"Lin Yin, be careful!"
Shu Yue shouts anxiously.
The Shu family's people are also you knead sweat for Lin Yin. You should know that the master of their family is not Mo Lao's opponent. I'm afraid Lin Yin is more or less unlucky.
Only Lin Yinsong stood in the same place, as if he didn't see it.
When Mo's fierce fist was close at hand, Lin Yin moved. Lin Yin stepped forward leisurely and clapped.
This slap is like a father beating his son. It's light when he hits his hand, but it blocks the sky and the sun when he gets to the back. It's like a giant spirit turning over Xumi mountain and smashing it on the head.
"No!"
Mo was shocked, and it was too late to retreat.
When Lin Yin claps his hand, Mo only has time to take back his fist, put his hands in front of his head, and then gives Lin Yin a hard slap.
"Click!"
A clear voice rang out.