|||->-> (Li Ge wishes all book friends a happy New Year in 2020, happiness to the whole family, and all the best!)
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Are you intimidated by this formation?
It makes sense when I think about it.
What could Lin Zhidao, a junior high school student, know? Even the younger generation of the rich and powerful families did not say that they came out to take charge of the overall situation at the age of 15. That is not called cultivating heirs, but that is called stupidity.
Presumably, this young boy also knew his own weight, so he simply didn't speak.
However, Lin Dongyao is somewhat interesting, and he still has not spoken at this point.
Oh, once a person's courage is broken, it will be difficult to get back that vigor.
Among the 11 figures at the long table meeting, so far, only Lin Guangming has not spoken.
Everyone saw it, but they also understood it.
After all, this is my family, haha.
…
It is said that the world has thousands of faces, and now this long table meeting is a perfect ukiyo-e.
No tiger shark would face this threat hanging over their heads, and they quickly corrected their mentality.
Who among you has come out and not mentioned the background? Now when we talk about benefits, let’s talk about distribution. What’s the problem with this?
Ten playful glances finally fell on Lin Zhidao.
One second, two seconds...
Lin Zhidao was still pouring and drinking in an orderly manner.
After finishing the cup in his hand, he placed the cup on the table and stopped raising his hand.
Lin Zhidao's body began to tremble slightly.
Seeing this scene, everyone sneered in their hearts.
[After all, it’s still too tender. 】
"Ah……"
Um?
Everyone was stunned, as if they heard some incredible sound.
However, as that simple syllable was repeated again, everyone could clearly hear the sound coming from the mouth of that young boy.
"hehe……"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Lin Zhidao played with the teacup, then turned the cup upside down, and finally raised his head, revealing his young face laughing wildly.
The laughter suddenly stopped, and a sinister look appeared on Lin Zhidao's face. He was like a prairie wolf, raising his head without any respect or fear.
If there are people from Tingluo No. 3 Middle School here, they must be very familiar with it. Lin Zhidao at this moment is the demon king who dominates Tingluo No. 3 Middle School.
Lin Zhidao opened the tea table with both hands and leaned back on the wooden chair leisurely and comfortably. He seemed to have burped because he drank too much tea.
He looked at the people in front of him with squinted eyes and a fake smile on his face.
"All of you here are my elders, Lin Zhidao, but I won't have any relations with you today."
"Today, I am sitting at the tea table, and I am the one who speaks."
"Do you think talking to a young boy is not the same as having fun?"
"Hahaha, after all, I come from the Lin family on Blackwater Street, so I'm not considered low-class in your eyes."
Lin Zhidao spread his hands and didn't mind making fun of himself at all.
However, at this moment, everyone saw the unbridled arrogance in this 15-year-old boy!
All the hairs on Lin Dongyao's body stood up. He looked straight at Lin Zhidao's extremely young profile. In a trance, he saw the self he had dreamed of many times when he was a boy!
When there were thousands of princes in the dirt, who was the hero who was flying and domineering?
At this moment, Lin Dongyao was filled with tears. He thought of Lin Zhidao's mother who left without saying goodbye. He once saw the stubbornness and uprightness in a woman.
This moment was perfectly passed on to her heirs... exactly as they were then.
"But there are some things I still want to say to all the elders, so as not to make everyone unable to step down and lose face in the future..."
Lin Zhidao's voice trailed off with a soft ending when he uttered the last word, and then suddenly raised his voice, staring forward with madness and violence in his eyes.
"I won't say anything, but I will pay you my respects."
"Since you are so embarrassed, let me ask you, do you think..."
"Are these two cents less profitable?"
A shocking statement.
Everyone in Hibiscus was shocked and looked at Lin Zhidao's arrogant back leaning on the tea seat.
Two words came to mind -
【Fuck】!
Even Han Zhen, who was usually the most out-of-touch, had his mouth wide open at this moment, with a hundred thousand admiration in his eyes.
Damn it, he finally knew why this kid could be Lu Ze's agent.
This style of doing things, except for the lack of magnanimity, is not inferior in any way.
The most awesome thing is this kind of posture that shows that strength without having that strength. This is the most awesome thing!
Imagine if Lu Ze knew about this, would he blame Lin Zhidao?
It's impossible even if you think about it. With Lu Ze's temperament, he might not only have to find a way for Lin Zhidao, but he would also have to take into account his own share.
Grass, grass, grass...
Han Zhen's brain was already incoherent.
Looking next to him, Lin Dongyao was frozen in place.
Lin Shiheng's eyeballs almost burst out, his eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was shaking like a late-stage Parkinson's disease patient.
Outside the broken window, heat waves came one after another.
The cheers continued.
It brings out the deathly silence in the tea room.
…
Shangyang Manor, study room.
The two fingers of Sikong Boyuan's right hand holding the cigar suddenly paused, and the cigar was overwhelmed and burst from both ends.
Sikong Ling looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and then glanced at Sikong Boyuan blankly.
It seems that this is not what my father said just now.
…
Lin Zhidao was like a hungry wolf, his eyes sweeping over the angry faces unscrupulously.
"As uncles and aunts get older, it is inevitable that some will become deaf or blind."
"But I, Lin Zhidao, have not forgotten that when the tiger shark killed my Lin family in Heishui, attacked my Lin family's caravan, and captured my father and brother, who came forward!"
"If you forgot, let me remind you again. Are you really comfortable sitting here? Hahaha——"
Lin Zhidao looked like he was crazy, tearing apart the scar in everyone's heart!
He dared to be so confident because he saw the video of less than 5 seconds when he was playing with the bracelet.
Dozens of figures walked out of No. 3, Blackwater Street, with calm demeanor and cold eyes.
There was blood dripping on the sword that was held upside down.
The wall was long gone, but at the edge of the vague outline, a dozen corpses were randomly thrown together.
Those people’s skin…
Pale as paper.
In the twisted smoke, a figure passed through and came into view clearly.
The five-star on the armband is dazzlingly red.
That is……
Yanhuang military!
At the last second of the video, Lin Zhidao saw a group of people slowly walking through the fog and boarding an amphibious tank.
An unclear profile showed him the most familiar person.
That is--
Uncle Zhi.
From that moment on, Lin Zhidao, who was only 15 years old, made the most hasty and serious decision in his life.
[I may not be a man-eating wolf, but I can definitely be the most loyal dog. 】
[From today on, I, Lin Zhidao, will sell my life to you. 】
…
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue changed their colors.
Obviously, they remembered the scenes that Wu Duo had just released.
The family members, addresses, and residence information of several big owners of the Shangnan Chamber of Commerce can be seen at a glance.
Now this ignorant boy dares to mention it again!
Is this a taboo seeking death?
"Insolent!" The most kind-faced and gray-haired trade union president angrily slapped the case.
"Lin Dongyao, you have raised a good son." The round-faced, fat businessman looked at Lin Dongyao with a smile.
"Auntie?" The woman in the skirt put on a contemptuous sneer on her face and looked at her nails casually, "You may not realize who you are talking to."
Except for Lin Guangming, who was motionless, even Liu Kui, who had the deepest qi-nurturing skills, couldn't help it at this moment, and slowly spoke without a trace of emotion:
"Young man, you'd better...use your brain when you speak."
It seemed to confirm Lin Zhidao's words, and also seemed to echo the words of the ten people at the long table.
Outside the tea room, neat footsteps sounded softly.
Each step is as short as a moment.
But because dozens of them were superimposed into one, it created a harmonious echo.
One row, one row...
A tall, pale warrior with a silent breath appeared outside the collapsed tea room door.
Then they turned around together and looked forward indifferently.
Look at the tea table, the long table, and the broken window edge at the end.
The people at the long table who were raising their voices fell silent for an instant.
then……
Everyone stand up!
