Chapter 950: Dalat is a beautiful girl (65)

"What's going on, it's too late, who is it." Lin Mu muttered, didn't want to care, and continued to turn over and sleep. But the doorbell still keeps ringing.
Lin's father was also annoyed, put on his clothes and got up, took the cigarette from the bed and ignited it, and frowned and went out to open the door: "Maybe a friend is in a hurry."
Seeing him get out of bed, Lin Mu reluctantly opened his eyes and had to get up with clothes.
When the couple got out of the room door, they saw that Lin Ninger’s room was also open. She walked out with a sleepy eye and frowned and asked impatiently: "Who?"
Lin Mu did not answer, Lin Fu has turned on the lights, smoking a cigarette to the door, and looked at the cat's eyes.
He frowned. "This uniform, the property? What are you doing so late... The family downstairs is more than a thing, and you won't complain about it."
When I heard this, Lin’s face changed, and she was impatient:
The last time I complained, the water pipe repair is not our fault... I want to say, wait for the thing to be sold, you have to change it first. house……"
"Oh." Lin Fu told her not to mention this, and then opened the door, and asked some impatiently: "What's the matter, is there anything? The water pipe is really..."
If the words are not finished, the black hole's muzzle is aimed at his eyebrows. Lin’s hand trembled and the smoke fell.
The other two people walked in, one person holding a gun and facing the family of Lin’s family of three. One of them blinked: "Take us a glimpse."
Nothing can be done in the city. After all, this is the capital.
Lin's father followed hard.
Lin Mu had already scared her nose and tears, and her legs were almost soft and could not be moved. She was pushed all the way by the black people behind. That manpower is very big, pushing her shoulders to faint pain, but dare not speak out.
Lin Ninger's face is white.
In her mind, she suddenly remembered those antiques.
How can your own family get rid of people with guns? The only thing that is possible is the antiques that are unknown to the source... the origins are indeed problematic.
She bit her teeth and her mind was in chaos.
A group of people was pushed into the car.
Three hours later, they were taken to a ship on the sea. This is still an abandoned ship, but it is not the one that Lin’s father found antiques.
"Boss, people brought it." The black man with the gun whispered and pushed Lin to move forward.
Lin’s father’s leg was soft and he slammed down.
The boss squinted and looked at him. Something funny: "You, dare to grab my things?"
Lin’s father was shocked and shivered and asked:
What... I don’t know.

"I found it in your home, and what kind of garlic I have with me..." The middle-aged man, who is called the boss, sneered, meaning it is unclear. "The courage is quite big. I know that the Beijing is not good for trouble, I dare to touch my mold. I heard that you are looking for buyers these days? Why, it’s not enough to grab it, but also sell things for money?

Lin’s father had already understood this at the moment, what the middle-aged people in front of him were referring to – those antiques.
There was chaos in his mind and he thought numbly. Isn't that something from the Chu family? It is the legacy that the woman is prepared to leave for Chu Zhao... How can it involve others, or is it a gun-like, so horrible force?
He swallowed, "I really don't know, that's what we got back from the boat..."
The boss laughed.
"No, no, no, no," Lin’s father was incoherent. "It’s someone, someone is framed..."