Chapter 557

So things became simpler. They used the oldest method of Xuan men, who has the final say in the fist.

So Lin Jian looked at the left city with a smile and then hooked her finger: "if you want to rob, come on, come on!"

Zuo Cheng's whole people are going crazy. This hour is so out of routine, and this means can't be used by Heihe society? As a little martial uncle of the famous and decent Kunyu temple and an elder, you should also use such indiscriminate means? Don't be shameful!!

"To be honest, you are not such a person in my heart." Zuo Cheng had no choice but to restrain Lin Jian with a moral benchmark. Unfortunately, he restrained the wrong person.

Lin Jian smiled, completely without any embarrassment, moral?? Ghost Oh, you don't speak morally. Why should she speak??

"What has the final say of me, what is wrong with people, and what kind of person you want to use? For your Heihe meeting, even if you kidnap Lin Wan Er, then I can only rely on my fist. Is that the rule of your Heihe? Who is the tough guy? Who will decide? Otherwise, how do you get to the top of Heihe's meeting?"

Lin Jian's question poked straight into the lung tube. Zuo Cheng blushed on the spot. The whole person was embarrassed.

Now he finally understood that there was nothing to say about reasoning with Lin Jian. In itself, their Heihe society was not a reasonable person, and there was no need to reason with them. Zuo Cheng knew he was wrong, but he was still very unwilling to look at Lin Qiang and clenched his fist more and more.

The sight of chiguoguo's aggression came without any implication. Lin Qiang was a little fluffy in his heart. He even felt that if Lin Jian wasn't around him, this man would rush up and give him a hard punch.

It's terrible. Are the people in the Xuanmen so terrible?

Lin Qiang took a deep breath and clenched the steel pipe in his hand to ease his inner panic.

However, Zuo Cheng still didn't give up. He left a mind and looked at Lin Jian and said, "OK, let me give up. I want to know who owns the fair cup now, and I don't believe it until I see the fair cup, because some people use means, make fake videos and deceive the people in the Xuanmen, so I don't trust. I have to see the kind first."

What if the justice cup is no longer in Lin Jian's hand?? What if it's still in Lin Zhendong's hands? So he should see the real justice cup anyway!!!

"What? You don't even believe little martial uncle?"

Although Lin Jian said so, she slowly took it out of her sleeve. She calmly said, "I knew I would use it today, so I took it with me immediately. If you want to see it, you can't see it, but it's just to meet the wishes of the younger generation."

Then Lin Jian took out the things in her arms. It was a small cloth bag. The bag was solid and stacked one after another. It looked like a good thing.

Several people stared round when Lin Jian took out this small burden. The justice cup naturally has a great attraction for these people. Even through layers of cloth, people can't pull out their eyes.

Lin Jian began to untie the cloth on the spot. Everyone subconsciously stared at his action. Lin Qiang was also curious about what the fair cup looked like.

He seemed to have seen it, but he was too far away from the Lin family banquet. After all, he couldn't squeeze in front. He glanced at it from a distance, but he didn't see clearly what the fair cup looked like.