around him were dressed in sacky and filial piety and so
ed.
a middle-aged man held xu xianyu's body in his hands and burst into tears.
”say, who killed my son?”
the middle-aged man turned his head and stared violently at the trembling man on his knees. he had to send his hair and look ferocious.
this person is the owner of the xu family, xu wudao!
”yes. he is a young man named lin hui. ”
a young man killed their young master, and this kind of thing was known to them, who had always been cruel, that the master was bound to be furious.
the next man did not dare not to say, but trembled to answer. 、
”what?”
sure enough, the man heard that it was a young man who killed his son, immediately lored, and suddenly burst out, raised his hand, and flew the man a few feet away.
”a teenager, he killed my son! what do you eat for? ”
the middle-aged man looked at the man bitterly.
with this hand, the man wo
led up and lowered his head.
he did not believe it at first, but the man's strength was so strong that he easily defeated his young