Chapter 67

"You trash, you want to be a hero, are you afraid?" Duan ye thought that he was too wise and powerful. He frightened Lin Xuan and laughed triumphantly.

"Kneel down and lick my shoes. I'll give you a chance to be a hero."

Lin Xuan has no words for Duan ye, a social scum who can't help himself.

If he did not rely on his family has a few stinky money, with his IQ, how could he live to now.

"Duan, usually, you are arrogant and domineering. I can't control it. However, you should never, never should, play her idea. I'll say it again for the last time. Let her go. Go away

In Lin Xuan's words, the meaning of killing is endless. In Lin Xuan's life, there is nothing he cares about. Only Qin poetry is his scale.

If anyone dares to touch his scale, you can imagine the end.

In order to survive, he sealed off his thousand years of cultivation and medical skills. He endured humiliation and lived in the Qin family. He became the door-to-door son-in-law that everyone despised.

In three years, the relationship between husband and wife in name or being called a soft potato.

At least Qin's poetry didn't kick him away from the Qin family as most people expected.

Such a few words in Qin's poems and poems are also the most beautiful woman in Shenzhen. It's no surprise to marry someone with good conditions.

However, she did not do so, how much public opinion, how many grievances, although she also occasionally complained about a few words, but never proposed half divorce to Lin Xuan.

This is the biggest affection for Lin Xuan.

"Oh, you trash, do you know who you're talking to? What's the matter? Are you ugly, or do you have pustules on your face

Duan Ye waved and motioned to several social people, "get him for me!"

A few social people left two people, dragging Qin poetry, the other three shook their fists and rushed to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a chill, clenched his fist, and burst out a strong force. He met the people who jumped up, one punch at a time, and the strength of the fight made the three people fly like a broken kite. His body floated a few meters away and rolled to the ground.

Duan Ye looked at Lin Xuan in amazement. He felt a shudder through his eyes.

Lin Xuan takes a step forward, raises a foot, and kicks Duan Ye's abdomen. Duan Ye staggers a few steps and sits on the ground.

Duan Ye was shocked. Lin Xuan had already stood in front of Duan ye like a ghost. He stepped on Duan Ye's knee with a "crack". He slowly squatted down, raised his hand and slapped two palms on Duan Ye's cheek.

With a strong sense of killing, he said one word at a time: "the little scum of Duan's family name is wise, get out of here!"

He stood up, swept his foot and shoveled at Duan Ye. Like a football player, he kicked Duan ye into the air. His whole body rolled on the ground and struggled for a long time on the ground. He bared his mouth and grinned his teeth in pain, showing incomparable fear and screaming like a pig.

The rest of the society limped over to help Duan ye and ran away in a panic.

As soon as Lin Xuan turned, he looked at the social people who were dragging Qin's poems. They never saw Lin Xuan so fierce and fierce. They let go of their hands and ran away.

Even though Qin poetry is opposite to Lin Xuan, he can't tell that this man is Lin Xuan under his mask and T-shirt.

He did not speak, but took a silent look at the poems of Qin Dynasty and turned around to leave.

"Just a moment, please."

The poem of Qin Dynasty opened his mouth and stopped Lin Xuan.

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