Chapter 261: Lin Chaotian! (under)

Men are middle-aged, and may have gone five. But the face of Wenrun Ruyu does not have much old age that should have appeared at this age. On the contrary, the tempering of the years made him more mature, steady and full of manliness.
He wore a tailored hand-made suit with a light weight, and on his body he showed the noble atmosphere of the court nobles. If it weren't for his black jewel-like sharp and intelligent scorpion full of momentum, Xiao Zheng would have thought he was a lost aristocrat.
But obviously, he is not. Not only is it not clear that the look in his eyes reveals calmness and calmness. Only those who know this mansion that is so easy to get lost can stay in this vast bamboo forest and walk in the air.
Or, this bamboo forest is his own.
Who is he?
Xiao Zheng already has the answer.
But he is very curious, isn't this middle-aged man in front of the company working in the company? Isn't it time for dinner? Why did Lin appear as soon as he left? And the goal is clear, go straight to yourself?
Xiao Zheng condensed the gods, and smiled at each other with a smile, courtesy.
The middle-aged man glimpsed Xiao Zheng’s initiative, but he sat innocently on the stone bench under the tree. The expression was light and the cigarette was light and the line of sight was flat and full: "Why come?"
Why are you coming to Yanjing?
Why are you coming to Lin?
Xiao Zhengyi shunned the middle-aged man's short four-word subtext. He walked a few steps forward and slid slightly, looking slowly toward the middle-aged man: "I want to see you."
"You have already seen it." The middle-aged man slammed the ash, and then he looked up and looked at Xiao Zheng.
"Yeah. See you." Xiao Zheng nodded gently. But I only felt that my muscles seemed to be beaten by the whip and instantly became tight. Even breathing, it has become extraordinarily dignified. It seems to be under tremendous pressure.

There are other things?
The middle-aged man took a sip of smoke.
"No." Xiao Zheng shook his head in frankness.
"Go out." The middle-aged man spit out the words strongly. Among the bamboo forests, the momentum suddenly changed, as if there were sharp knives stabbing Xiao Zheng. He was so self-sufficient that he only wanted to dig a gap and drill in.
Going out?
Is this middle-aged man driving him?
Xiao Zheng was slightly swaying, but only the middle-aged man looked as usual, and there was no difference. He couldn’t help but ask, "Do you want me to go out?"
The middle-aged man nodded lightly and did not say anything.
"Why?" Xiao Zheng's expression was a little stiff, but his face gradually recovered his original appearance.
His hand was hidden in the back, his right hand was holding the wrist of his left hand, and Xiao Zheng’s left wrist was tied with the bead that Ye Yuhua gave him.
There is only one distance between the Buddha and the competition. Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Zheng is holding the beads and adjusting the slightly impetuous emotions.
He has already guessed the identity of the other party. But middle-aged men do not self-report, and he will not take the initiative. Can you just drive away yourself in such a plain and no reason that Xiao Zheng feels at least to say hello to Lin Huayin? Even if you don't say hello, you have to give a reason?
I am here to be a guest, not to come to you. This is Xiao Zheng’s psychological attitude.
"I don't like you." The middle-aged man said calmly. It seems that such a very hurtful, but also very sharp words for him, is simply a word that is sparsely ordinary. Or in his eyes, Xiao Zheng is not a man who likes people. He also did not want to hide his true feelings, and said it straightforwardly and calmly.
Listening to the reasons that the middle-aged man said, Xiao Zheng was relaxed and smiled. "There are many people who don't like me. How old are you?"
"Boss." The middle-aged man said without hesitation, straightforward.
This sentence can be described as domineering to the extreme, and vaguely has a double meaning.
How old are you among those who don't like you? I am the boss. This is because the middle-aged man is strong enough, and because he is the father of Lin Xiaozhu and Lin Zhuyin. Have the power and sufficient capacity to limit who they are in contact with and who they cannot.
"If you said this to me as a strong person. I want to tell you, save it. I have never been afraid of anyone in my life. I am not going to be afraid of you. If you are a father of Lin. Say this to me." Xiao Zheng slightly licked his lips, not humble. "I admit, you are indeed the boss of this family. But I also did not intend to be afraid of you. Do you know why?"
The middle-aged man did not say anything, but stared at Xiao Zheng indifferently.
"I am an orphan. I have no parents, no brothers and sisters. So I haven't developed the habit of respecting the old and loving the young. I took it as a friend, and I respect you three points. You take me as a slave to see the present. Three The word is sent to you: Rolling the dice." Xiao Zheng finished the word, the thumb and the slammed, crushed a bead. The fine bead dust has fallen to the ground, like a ash-like wind.
When the middle-aged man, Lin Chaotian, who was yin and yang in the Lushan Pass, listened to Xiao Zheng’s words, his expression gradually became subtle, especially when he heard the last three words of Xiao Zheng’s words. Stagnation, slowly raised his head, the first time facing the slight bow, Yao standing in his not far away, the corner of the lips twitched a subtle arc. Rubbing the lips. "Are you sure to send me these three words?"
"Unless you don't want to listen to these three words." Xiao Zheng said in a humble way.
You take me as a friend, I respect you, and I am more important because of the relationship between Lin Huayin. But if you want to use your identity, crush me with status, sorry. I am a brother who dared to eat in this life, that is, no loss.
"The biggest enemy of young people is arrogance. Even if you do have arrogant capital." Zhong Lin looked at Xiao Zheng as if he was in the torch. "But actually, I don't think you have arrogant capital."
Lin Chaotian said, slowly stood up and looked up Xiao Zhengdao: "Yanjing has many young talents emerging every year, but ninety-nine percent have lost in the arrogant and uninhibited. Many of them are more than your own. Ability, even if it is not as good as killing, there are people who do these dirty work for them."
"You don't even have the qualification to go to the table. You don't even qualify for the ninety-nine young talents who are losing to yourself. Why are you arrogant? Why do you think that you can't be humble, the sword can go astray? Let me see you?"
Lin Chaotian said one word: "Go out. Lin family does not accept murderers. My daughter, Lin Chaotian, will not marry a man whose hands are covered with blood and who kill people."
"Additional." Lin Chaotian suddenly thought of something, said in a very easy tone. "When you think that Xiaozhu is a simple, easy-to-deceive little girl, think about the man behind her."
"My name is Lin Chaotian."