Strongest Worker

Chapter 997

"It's really interesting..." Li Qing's eyes coagulated slightly and immediately stepped back slightly.

The black man stood up slowly under Li Qing's gaze, staring at him with red eyes without blinking. He tilted his head slightly, grinned and stretched his tongue. He breathed like a wild dog, and his saliva trickled to the ground from the tip of his tongue.

Li Qing twitched slightly in the corners of her eyes, pretending to be careful and asked, "man, are you a little paralyzed..."

The black man's mouth grinned, his body trembled fiercely, and immediately rushed towards Li Qing. Its speed has reached an alarming level. When Li Qing considers himself a normal person, he can't avoid his sudden and rapid impact.

Li Qing just wanted to see if Lin Sheng really died. He didn't expect to get into such trouble in the mourning hall. As an outsider of the Lin family, if he took Lin Yuan's nest before Lin Shiyuan came back, he would feel aggrieved if he couldn't clarify the responsibility and didn't say it at that time.

After all, the foreign friend with a long tongue in front of him is clearly an international dinner specially designed for Lin Shiyuan, an asshole who has not fulfilled his father's responsibility. Why does he have to join the excitement.

Li Qing couldn't help sighing with chagrin. She really complained about his cheap mouth. When he Tangzhi had the intention to make peace just now, she might as well nod and perfunctory, turn around and walk away. She had to choke the old guy with Zhao Liang's affairs and insist on exposing his details. Is it interesting. In this way, didn't Lin Shiyuan pass on all the risks to himself in advance?

But the black man was crazy and rushed towards himself at an amazing speed. Li Qinggen didn't have more time to think about it. At present, Li Qing, who was forced to the extreme, gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, turned and ran away.

After running a few steps, Li Qing rolled on the ground, turned over to the unconscious Lin Yuan, raised his hand, grabbed his collar and threw the latter to the black people who followed him.

"This is relatively tender. You play this first..." Li Qing took a breath, rolled up, raised his head and waved to he Tangzhi, who was standing on the second floor, smiling. "Housekeeper he, I've changed my mind. Let's talk again."

The voice fell. Li Qing stepped up the stairs and went upstairs to he Tangzhi. Looking at his posture, he seemed to be planning to have a deep and friendly talk.

He Tangzhi is watching a play in lejin. As soon as he sees Li Qing coming to catch himself, his cheeks are blue. He Tangzhi has lived a long time and is not a fool. Can Li Qingzhen sit down and talk with him? I'm kidding. If the boy catches him, he will have to tear down the old bone that has lived for decades?

Staggering, he Tangzhi shook his body, suddenly turned around, pouted his ass and ran away along the corridor.

Li Qing chased after him in small steps and waved again and again: "housekeeper, don't run! Let's have a good talk!"

There was a strong wind behind him. Li Qing knew that the black man was catching up again. He turned around and swept his feet, shouting: "don't talk to me! Don't talk to you!"

This foot was right under the black man's ribs, directly kicked him out, broke the railing on the second floor, fell down, scattered the position of the ancestors of the Lin family, and then rolled down among the white candles on the ground. The flame soon caught the black man's clothes. The latter jumped up and screamed, and his hands beat the flame on his clothes desperately.

Li Qing took off his spare strength, kicked again under his feet, and took a step to chase after he Tangzhi: "what housekeeper! Don't run!"

He Tangzhi was so tired that he was panting and the whole person was about to cry. Didn't I find you a good partner? Why do you have to talk to me if you don't play with him.

Five or six meters away from he Tangzhi, Li Qing suddenly stopped, put his hands in his pockets and stared at him with a smile. The two men stood in the narrow corridor and looked at each other. When the dim light came down, they could only hear he Tangzhi's urgent gasp.

Li Qing took a gentle step forward. He Tangzhi trembled with fear. He directly pushed open the door on his side and rushed in: "second master! Help!"

Quickly followed to the door. Li Qing stood at the door and glanced gently at the house. He was stunned.

In the middle of the room, a middle-aged man in his fifties sat on his knees, staring at Li Qing with a cold face. He was in a loose short coat, slightly fat, and wore a string of Buddha beads on his neck. The beads the size of more than 100 COINS glittered brightly in the light.

This man is the second master of the Lin family, Lin Shiqing. Li Qing was first surprised that he would appear here, but it was not difficult to understand when he thought about it carefully.

He Tangzhi stood behind Lin Shiqing, stretched out his hand and stroked his violently undulating chest. His sweat flowed down from his temples like a waterfall: "second master, this boy is looking for death..."

Li Qing didn't speak, neither did Lin Shiqing opposite. He just stared at him coldly, as if waiting for Li Qing's first attitude.

After a little hesitation, considering Lin Mengdie, Li Qing nodded first: "Uncle Shiqing."

"HMM." Lin Shiqing answered, raised his hand and pointed across the table. "I've always wanted to talk to you. It's better to hit the sun than another day. It's today."