Rebirth of the strongest Immortal Venerable - Chapter 699
Chapter 699: The Death of Bian Tijian!
“Ok?”
Lin Feng frowned, Bian Tijian trembled, and said grimly: “Go back, go home!”
Lin Feng said solemnly, “Also, let someone dispose of the corpse to find out who they are!”
Hearing this, Bian Tijian’s expression was dazzling, and he glanced at it. When he saw a few corpses in the distance, it instantly seemed to have changed.
“Brother don’t worry, no matter who it is, I will check to the end and let him pay the price of blood!”
Bian Tijian made a call, and Li Han brought people over to pick up the corpse.
Back home, Lin Feng threw Fang Yu into a guest room.
In the living room, Lin Feng lay down on the couch and drank the soup medicine brought by Chen Laogou, his face was a little slow.
At this time, Li Han came to the door and knelt on the ground.
“I found out which grandson did it. I ransacked his home and destroyed his door?” Bian Tijian cursed angrily.
Li Han had a cold sweat on his head, not knowing what to say?
“Say it!” Bian Tijian shouted.
“Ahem, second son, it’s clear, it seems that Miss Natasha sent someone—” Li Han said with difficulty, wet with cold sweat behind his back.
“Natasha?!”
Bian Tijian frowned.
“That ladyboy queen is your person?”
Lin Feng looked at Bian Tijian, sighed at Xi’s life, and said:
“This matter, you go to deal with it!”
Bian Tijian was moved. Although Lin Feng didn’t say anything, his attitude had already indicated everything.
Trust him absolutely, there was never a hint of doubt.
“I will definitely find out, and give my brother a satisfactory explanation!”
Bian Tijian bowed and bowed, leading people away like wind and fire.
In a luxurious bedroom with European royal style, Natasha sits in front of the mirror. She has a graceful figure. She is wearing golden silk pajamas. The perfect and exquisite curves are faintly visible. Her long hair is perpendicular to the waist. I have to say that this is a very sexy and enchanting “woman.” “.
Seeing Bian Tijian back, Natasha got up and saluted respectfully.
“Second son, you are here. Today I learned a set of Chinese medicine health-preserving techniques, press it for you, and relieve the fatigue——”
Bian Tijian remained motionless, staring at Natasha with cold eyes. He withdrew from the left and right maid, looked at Natasha, and said, “You have nothing to say to me?”
Natasha panicked. She had never seen Bian Tijian with such a look. She was a little overwhelmed, and said, “What did Tasha do wrong, please tell me the second son?”
Bian Tijian frowned and said, “Can you tell me what I did today?”
“I’m studying Chinese medicine techniques at home, but I haven’t even found out.” Natasha said.
Bian Tijian furrowed his brows deeper, and said coldly: “Nothing? To remind you, you only have one chance to tell the truth.”
Bian Tijian’s indifferent eyes made Natasha panic. After thinking about it, she suddenly said: “By the way, there is something, I haven’t had time to tell the second son–”
At the moment, Natasha told Huang Xiaomei’s tragic experience again.
“Sister, I’m the best sister here. Her brother was bullied to death by a heinous bully. How can I leave it alone? So let Thunder Tiger—”
Natasha said, “Tasha knows that he shouldn’t get involved in Yipintang. Tasha knows that he is wrong, and asks the second son to punish him.”
“Shut up.”
Bian Tijian’s eyes were angry, and he shouted coldly: “Do you know who the heinous bully in your mouth is? He is my brother, who dragged me out of the dead man more than once. Without brother, I would have died hundreds of thousands. Time again.”
“At that time I swear, no matter who it is, if you want to hurt brother, you must step over my body—”
“–” Natasha was panicked, her face pale.
Bian Tijian’s eyes were scarlet, like an angry lion, and said, “Who is that Huang Wu? A bad old hooligan with sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet. He seems to be polite, but in fact, he has never done anything. In a matter of personnel, brother didn’t kill him, it was because he didn’t want to get his hands dirty. If it were me, I would have chopped him off early.”
“But it’s good for you. You didn’t find out the truth about the matter, and you rushed to my brother. It’s really unforgivable!”
“Second son, I—” Natasha bit her lip with regret.
“No need to say anything, think about it behind closed doors. Tomorrow, follow me to make amends to Brother.” Bian Tijian drank coldly and turned away.
“I want to know where Huang Xiaomei is right away?”
Bian Tijian ordered as he walked.
“Yes, second son.” Li Han said.
After Bian Tijian and Li Han left, Natasha sneered at the corner of her mouth and dialed a phone call.
“Master, the time has come!”
At the moment, Bian Tijian angrily took people to the garden villa, but on the way, he was ambushed by a hundred men in black, and Li Han and a dozen of his brothers all died in battle.
Bian Tijian made one hundred, killed 13 people and wounded twenty-six badly. He also suffered unprecedented serious injuries. Lei Heizi received the alarm, appeared in time, frightened the man in black, and sent Bian Tijian to the hospital, but the rescue failed and died.
“Miss Natasha, the second son was attacked and died in battle!”
“What? Second son, he—” Natasha was heartbroken, and fainted under her heartache.
The quaint room is curled with sandalwood.
Mrs. Zi asked, “Bian Tijian is really dead?”
“My people watched him die, and confirmed again and again, there is no heartbeat, no pulse, the body is stiff, there should be nothing wrong with it.” Jiang Teng sneered.
“Very good. When Bian Tijian died, it was just the beginning of the good show.” Mrs. Zi said.
“Madam, beside that person, there is an unfathomable old dog, and the city mansion is extremely deep, not very easy to deal with.” Jiang Teng said solemnly.
“Haha. I have my own way to deal with this old dog.” Mrs. Zi sneered.
——
“Stinger, you just died like that?”
The drizzle is like the wind.
Lin Feng stood with his hands in his hands, and a touch of sadness passed across his dark eyes.
“People can’t come back from the dead, so mourn.”
Fang Yu walked with an oil paper umbrella.
She is tall, with beautiful legs, slender skin, snow-like skin, and an ethereal air between her eyebrows, like a princess from a fairy tale of ice and snow, not stained with dust.
Without a word, Lin Feng raised his head slightly and glanced at the deep sky: “A storm is coming.”
He looked back at Fang Yu and sighed deeply.
“Go back.”
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