Chapter Thirty-six - Crisis! Lin Family Village

  "Look at that traitor...where is he..." Someone shouted loudly in the quiet street.

  "Where are you going?" The wind howled, a cyan figure like a large bird, leaped into the air, and stabbed a sword at the wolf-like back in front.

  That young man didn't even turn his head, suddenly flashing to the right to avoid this sword, and immediately with his waist as the axis, the long knife in his hand swooshed out, his whole body's energy and blood surging like a mad tide, the knife light flickering, like a flying dragon.

  Just as he was about to hear a loud noise, the attacker used his sword to block, but was shaken off several meters by a single knife with the person and the sword.

  The young man borrowed strength and sprinted out of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.

  "Damn it, after him!"

  "Don't let him get away!"

  A burst of angry shouting.

  This sudden fight surprised some people around, but similar killing scenes were not unfamiliar to many people, so after a slight panic, they quickly calmed down.

  After all, such scenes have been appearing for so many days, and some people have already gotten used to it.

  ……

  Hoo hoo hoo!

  The young man was breathing violently.

  The intense sprint caused the wounds on his body to burst open again, and blood seeped through the bandages, making him feel like his physical strength was draining away as quickly as sand in an hourglass.

  In front of us is just outside the range of Linjiazhuang. As long as we escape from the range of Linjiazhuang, it will be troublesome for them to chase us.

  These were escape routes designed by the young people long ago.

  "Lin Yong!!!! Lin Zhiping" The young man gritted his teeth and spat out this name.

  In the calm eyes, a dense and unremovable hatred flashed by, as if they were about to peel off their skin: "Sooner or later, I will come back, you will pay for your actions"

  "Haha, really? But you've already run out of options, because you're going to end up just like your father, locked up!" A loud and rude voice suddenly came from behind the young man, with a tone that seemed to be mocking.

  "What's on your mind, Lin Jian, as the son of the former master of Linjiazhuang?" The voice continued with a hint of mockery.

  "What's wrong, not speaking? I knew you'd try to escape from here. We've been waiting for a long time."

  "Lin Yong, you'll eventually bring the Lin family to a point of no return with what you're doing. And Lin Zhiping is not a good person either, he's just trying to get close to the tiger for his own gain. In the end, I just hope he doesn't become the tiger's prey." The young man named Lin Jian said harshly, his eyes filled with hatred.

  As they spoke, the pursuing soldiers arrived from behind and completely blocked their way out.

  It was the group of people who had just been chasing and killing the young man.

  "Hmph, these are none of your concern. Unfortunately, that stinky little brat Lin Yuan has returned home, but it doesn't matter, after we deal with you, he will be next." Lin Yong said in a gloomy tone from behind.

  "Lin Yong, don't be so smug. With just you, you'd be a defeated general. If it weren't for your father, you'd be nothing."

  "Lin Jian, you're asking for death." Lin Jian's words obviously irritated Lin Yong, who became furious.

  And at this moment, Lin Jian was fully prepared, and his momentum had reached its peak.

  His feet stomped the ground fiercely, a loud rumble sounded, the bluestone under his feet shattered, debris splashed everywhere, a whirlwind burst out, the ground shook, Lin Jian's figure suddenly disappeared, and in an instant he appeared beside Lin Yong.

  So fast!

  At least reached the seventh level of acquired skill.

  No one had expected that at this moment, Lin Jian would once again launch a sneak attack on Lin Yong.

  Boom!

  A cluster of fireflies shone like the brightest sparks in the shadows.

  The explosion's thunderous roar reverberated continuously in the narrow alley, making everyone feel as if their ears were being struck by lightning, turning pale with shock.

  Lin Jian's body stiffened for a moment, and the wounds on his body burst open, splashing blood everywhere as he retreated backwards.

  The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing Lin Yong standing still in his original position. In front of him stood the figure of a middle-aged man, blocking his view.

  "Third Uncle, you?" Lin Jian looked at the figure blocking his knife in disbelief, his eyes filled with disappointment.

  The bandages on Lin Jian's body had long been torn and shattered, revealing the thousands of wounds and scars on his skin. The scars were fragmented and rotten, and some places even exposed white bones. It was hard to imagine how he managed to hold on after suffering such severe injuries.

  "Jian'er, San Shu is also helpless, time doesn't wait for people, you'd better surrender." The middle-aged man called San Shu by Lin Jian had a regretful look.

  "It's impossible, Third Uncle. Are you really going to take me back today?" Lin Jian suddenly said: "I finally know why Father was like that. You actually used poison. No wonder, it turns out you've long been plotting to usurp the position of the head of the household." A thick hatred emerged in Lin Jian's eyes.

  "What are you staring at? When dealing with a traitor like this, there's no need to show mercy!" Lin Yong was extremely frightened, never expecting that Lin Jian would suddenly launch a sneak attack on him.

  Lin Jian was already injured at this time, and with the wounds that had been inflicted while escaping, he no longer had the strength to resist.

  "Elder Lin said, all rebels will be killed without exception, no matter who they are. Lin Jian is no exception." Lin Yong seemed to have gotten angry and shouted at the people behind him, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

  "Oppose me and you will all die, including... Lin family's son." Lin Yong thought to himself.

  "Lin Shao, what's going on?" One of his subordinates seemed to have some doubts.

  "How dare you! I said kill and it's done, I take full responsibility." Lin Yong was clearly furious.

  "Lin Yong, you've passed this matter, your father didn't let you kill Lin Jian." said the middle-aged man beside Lin Jian who was called Third Uncle, his face also unpleasant.

  "Third Uncle, I don't need you to ask about what I do. As for my father's side, I'll take care of it myself. Also, Third Uncle, don't forget your own identity." Lin Yong obviously had something on this middle-aged man.

  As for Lin Jian in front of him, it seemed that he had no chance to resist at this time.

  Could only stare blankly as they were killed by this group of people.

  Looking at these people in front of him, Lin Jian's eyes flashed with tears, it was the sorrow that he couldn't repay.

  Seeing danger at dawn and dusk, yet in this critical moment...

  Ding ding ding ding!

  A string of fire sparks fell, just as he was about to raise his sword and stab Lin Jian, but in that instant, the man's figure rapidly retreated, his face shocked, stumbling backward.

  A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Jian, the sword's edge gleaming like a cold star in the sky, and the person who was about to kill Lin Jian was repelled by a single sword.

  This person was slender and lean, wearing a long green shirt, with a faint smile on his face, like an unclimbable city wall. He held a thin sword in his hand, drawing it extremely quickly, making it hard for the eye to catch. With one stroke, he sent flying the man who had come to kill Lin Jian, and the sword's edge continuously splashed out, instantly sending flying the other Lin family disciples who had come to kill Lin Jian.

  "Lin Yuan, it's you!" A sudden exclamation appeared.