Chapter 133

Nan Jin took Su Yuyan's hand deeply, held a black umbrella, and stood on the side of the tombstone, looking at the black heads kneeling all over the ground, silent for a long time, momentarily dazed.

Finally, today he let these hurtful murderers kneel down and beg for mercy in the presence of his mother!

Nan Jin stood with a deep expressionless face, a low voice, in the cold rain and fog, sounded unhurriedly: "Listen, whoever dares to spread rumors to slander my mother in the future, I will let him die!"

This sentence is very heavy, and it is almost said with terrifying killing intent.

After listening to the people in the second room of the Nan family, their eyes climbed with fear, and their breathing began to become heavy. They knelt on the ground, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they dared not move.

The old lady Nan's face was also very pale. She looked back at the man on the side of the tombstone, like an emperor, holding a black umbrella, standing gracefully in the rain curtain, slender fingers holding the ugly hand, staring like Shura. He looked at them as if he would tear them apart anytime, anywhere.

She subconsciously trembled uncontrollably, and this man began to completely rehabilitate his slut mother - 14 years of time, not only did not let the hatred in his heart subside, but let him go through all the polishing, more and more Terrible, indifferent, ruthless.

The old lady Nan gritted her teeth and stood up tremblingly with the support of everyone. She glanced at that handsome face hidden under the black umbrella, as if plated with a layer of faint silver light, standing there, exuding a breathtaking charm.

She clenched her fists and secretly swore a poisonous oath, little bastard, since you chose to stand on your mother's side, you are no longer the grandson of my Nan family. Sooner or later, I will kill you.

Nan Jinshen also looked at the old lady of the Nan family, the corners of her lips twitched, she sneered, her eyes were full of cold light, and her voice said dangerously: "After kneeling and worshipping, hurry up, so as not to dirty my mother's place."

"You—" The old lady Nan was so angry that she could only say one word. She tried her best to restrain the anger in her heart, pinching her palms with her fingernails, and trying to keep her appearance as graceful and luxurious as possible.

Nan Jin squinted his eyes deeply, and had already seen through the every move of the old lady Nan and the people from the second house of the Nan family. They were just a group of people sitting on the table, comparing themselves with others every day. Relying on the inheritance and savings passed down by the previous generation, they will eat the mountains and the air.

Such assholes are not worthy of him wasting time. He raised his eyebrows, his black eyes coldly and arrogantly retracted his gaze, ready to hold his daughter-in-law's hand down the mountain——

But as soon as he turned around, with a bang, a bullet came from the grass beside the tomb. "Master, be careful, there is a gun!" Mo Cheng's face was pale, and he shouted to remind him.

In the blink of an eye, Nan Jinshen stepped forward quickly, grabbed Su Yuyan's arm, slammed her into his arms, hugged her head, and fell to the ground like a conditioned reflex.

Dangerous bullets flew over their heads, and suddenly the dense forest in all directions was full of snipers, shooting at the crowd in front of the mausoleum.

Su Yuyan was hugged tightly by the man, only to hear the sound of gunshots whizzing past her ears, and the stones and skin on the mountain fell off. The scene was chaotic for a time, everyone was screaming and running away, and the old lady Nan was accidentally hit by someone while escaping. More than a dozen pairs of black leather shoes stepped on her hands. Her face was pale, screaming, and she was almost trampled to death.