Bang!

Lin Yun clearly did not move.

However, everyone clearly felt something exploded in the air.

A chill made everyone present feel the bone-broken coldness.

Killing intention, almost substantial murderous intention.

Too scary!

Lin Yun had a expressionless face, his voice was dull and without any emotion, like a machine.

"Take me to her cemetery." Lin Yun said.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Mo Zhiming said.

Qin Lan was worried about Lin Yun and said, "Xiaoyun, I will accompany you. I have been suppressed during this period, and I have never been to pay tribute to Mr. Jin."

"Yeah." Lin Yun nodded.

Queen Jin was buried in the Nanshan Cemetery.

An ordinary tomb, a stone tombstone.

The Dongwang Group's fleet, six black Audis and two Mercedes-Benz Business, carried everyone to the cemetery of Queen Golden.

In front of the tombstone of Queen Jin, Yun Yue was wearing plain clothes and was drinking alone.

"Master, I know you don't like your daughter, so I always let outsiders call you Mr. Jin."

"When you are happy or angry, you like to drink three big cups in the room alone."

"Let me drink with you this time!"

Lin Yun and others stood behind Yun Yue, looked at her quietly, and raised their heads to drink the bowl of high-alcohol wine to the sky.

"Yunyue Golden Hairpin, I'm sorry!" Qin Lan whispered to comfort her.

Yun Yue turned her head, her eyes were a little red and swollen, and she looked at Qin Lan and others in a daze.

"Master Lin?"

"You're finally back!"

"Haha, it's a pity that you came back too late and the master is gone."

"A master is worthy of his own good, and he is worthy of anyone."

"She died for you."

"I hope you can avenge your master. Master, die miserably!"

Yunyue's eyes showed unforgettable hatred.

"When I received the owner's body, her limbs and bones all over her body were shattered with her true energy."

"That person should be cut into pieces!"

Yun Yue gritted her teeth and said this, her voice was like a wronged soul from the eighteenth level of hell.

A gust of wind blew, and the candlelight in front of the tombstone shook slightly.

Everyone suddenly felt a chill on their backs. It turned out that it was not the hatred of the strong, which would make people frighten.

Even if she is an ordinary person, her hatred can also erupt into a terrifying momentum.

Lin Yun didn't say anything, walked forward and looked at the portrait of the Golden Queen on the tombstone.

He raised his hand slightly, and the white wine on the ground automatically fell into his hands.

He raised his head and drank the remaining half bottle of white wine in one go.

The wine bottle was also taken into powder by him and slowly drifted with the wind.

"Old friend, go."

In fact, Lin Yun did not have too deep friendship with Queen Jin. In Lin Yun's opinion, there was more exchange of interests between the two.

Even the status of Queen Jin is not as heavy as that of Jiang Xiong in Lin Yun's heart.

However, things are unpredictable, and Jiang Xiong chose to betray him.

But the Queen of Jin died in battle.

The tragic death.

Lin Yun's face was very plain, but there seemed to be a thick layer of indelible chill around him.

Lin Yun glanced at Yun Yue on the ground and said lightly: "Safeguard your master's foundation."

"I will avenge her for her."

Yun Yue smiled sadly and said, "The master has no children in his life, so what is the purpose of his foundation?"

"If you need it, take it, as long as you can help the master revenge."

Lin Yun looked at Qin Lan and said blankly: "Send me to the high-speed rail station."

"kindness."

Qin Lan nodded.

Although Lin Yun didn't say anything harsh, she understood that the lurking beast in her heart had woken up in this little quiet brother.

Capital City, Congress Palace.

Wang Jinglong led the four major families and the top Chinese leaders who depended on them were having a fierce debate with Hong Shanhe and others.

Hong Shanhe was already blushing.

"Whether Lin Yun's actions in the Ross tribe will affect the relationship between the two tribes, it is not your final decision. It is up to you to say the patriarch of the Ross tribe!"

Zhang Chang, the Zhang family advocated, sneered: "Old Hong, what you said is boring. Does the Ross tribe have to start a war with us to be considered to have destroyed the relationship between the two tribes?"

Liu Tiancheng, the head of the Liu family, also said in a solemn voice: "I don't agree with Mr. Hong's statement. How could the patriarch of the Ross tribe be condescending to say such things?"

"You are clearly favoring Lin Yun!"

"I hope the patriarch can deal with this matter seriously, otherwise our Chinese warriors will run to foreign tribes to kill and set fire at will. When we look back, our Chinese will definitely be enemies in the world."

Zhao Moyan, the head of the Zhao family, said in a deep voice: "That's right, we must deal with that boy and give warriors all over the world a warning."

The clan leader smiled and looked at Wang Jinglong standing beside him: "What does Elder Wang mean?"

Wang Jinglong bowed to the clan leader and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Since ancient times, sages have always been clear in rewards and punishments. If you make mistakes, you will be punished. Otherwise, how can you convince the public?"

"If everyone in the martial arts world is like him and does whatever he wants, wouldn't our Chinese people be in danger?"

The clan leader nodded: "The elder Wang is right."

"Doing this is indeed suspected of destroying the relationship between the two races."

"However, since this matter involves Lin Yun, we still have to listen to what the parties involved said."

"What does Elder Wang think?"

Wang Jinglong frowned slightly, and the other three masters turned gloomy.

Thinking of Lin Yun's strength, if they were asked to confront Lin Yun on the spot, they would be really a little timid.

However, Lin Yun was the party involved after all, and the request of the clan leader is understandable.

Wang Jinglong said: "That's right."

The clan leader smiled slightly and looked at Hong Shanhe: "Then let Lin Yun come over!"

A light that was not easy to detect flashed in Hong Shanhe's old eyes.

"Captain, Lin Yun is already waiting at the welcome."

As soon as these words were spoken, the heads of the four major families frowned at the same time.

The patriarch smiled and said, "Then let him in!"

"Yes!" Hong Shanhe turned around and walked out, and when he passed by Wang Jinglong and others, he looked at them with a meaningful look.

Soon, Lin Yun followed Hong Shanhe in.

"Class leader!" Lin Yun nodded and greeted.

The chief clan nodded, his face dull.

"Lin Yun, you are here just in time. Elder Wang and others are saying that your behavior will destroy the relationship between our Chinese and Ross tribes. Do you have anything to say about this?"

Lin Yun glanced at Wang Jinglong and others, and Wang Jinglong's face was silent and he didn't even look at Lin Yun.

The other three masters did not look at Lin Yun, and they seemed a little timid.

Lin Yun said lightly: "This time I came to the capital, first to avenge my friends, and secondly, to give a gift to the patriarch of the Ross tribe."

After saying that, Lin Yun thought about it, and the sixth-generation fighter jet in the storage ring launched some information, which appeared out of thin air on the clean floor.

There is so much information that I can't even put a table.

"Is this?" the patriarch asked in confusion.

Hong Shanhe also frowned. Although Lin Yun had greeted him a long time ago, the gift looked a bit disappointing!

Wang Jinglong and others also frowned slightly, looking at the pile of information, with a little contemptuous look.

And the senior executives who depended on the four major families even began to sneer coldly.

"Is this the gift of the patriarch of the Ross tribe? Haha, a pile of waste paper is also called a gift?"
Chapter completed!