But the strange thing was that he suddenly became extremely calm and clear-headed.
"No, no, Yuchen, you can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm your uncle!"
Seeing that he could not break free or escape, Lin Qun began to beg for mercy.
But Lin Yuchen was not moved at all. He looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes bloodshot but his expression extremely cold.
Seeing this, Lin Qun hurriedly pleaded with his fourth great-uncle beside him, "Fourth uncle, save me, save me. After all, it's me who has kept the Lin family's lineage going all these years..."
The fourth uncle looked at him, subconsciously glanced at Lin Yuchen, and finally sighed and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Lin Qun cursed loudly, "You old bastard, you are so heartless! If it weren't for me, you would have been dead without a burial place!"
Then he cursed at Lin Yuchen again: "And you, little evildoer, you actually dare to bully the elders with your youth, you will not have a good death, and your sister, let me tell you, her surname is Cui now, haha, you recognize the thief as your father, haha, you even have to serve Cui Cheng...ah!"
Lin Yuchen, who had originally had no expression on his face, immediately chopped down with the knife in his hand when he heard the word "sister".
Lin Qun's next words suddenly turned into screams, and one of his hands was separated from his body.
Lin Yuchen slowly retracted the sharp blade and said indifferently: "This knife is for my father..."
Then another knife chopped down.
"This knife is for my mother..."
Another knife...
"This knife is for the 1,376 members of the Lin family, young and old..."
"...for my sister who has been unaware of her own origins for sixteen years..."
"For Zhang Bai..."
"For Lin Jilang..."
"for……"
“…”
One cut after another, each cut has a name.
Lin Qun had lost his breath at some point.
Lin Yuchen gradually lost his strength, and the knife with a bent blade fell to the ground with a clang.
Lin Yuchen collapsed on the ground and vomited desperately.
After an unknown amount of time, when he felt like his intestines were about to be vomited out, Lin Yuchen finally stopped vomiting.
Wiped the corner of his mouth.
Then he raised his head and looked at the dark roof, and said in a cold voice: "My Lord, Mother, and everyone else, please look carefully, this is interest!
When we go to Qinjing, I will definitely send you the head of that old villain Cui Cen!"
After saying that, he struggled to stand up and bowed to his fourth uncle, saying, "Fourth uncle, take care. Yuchen will take his leave now!"
After saying that, he picked up the steel knife with a bent blade and walked out.
It was not until he walked out the door that I heard the old man's vicissitudes of life voice coming from inside the house.
"Save yourself and your eldest daughter!"
Lin Yuchen paused for a moment, then nodded and strode towards the gate of the Lin family again...
The dark clouds above our heads have dispersed, but the rain did not fall after all!
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