When Yun Jian appeared in front of everyone, everyone in the room trembled in shock, shaking for a while.
Who is this girl who suddenly appeared in front of everyone!
Judging by her age, it should not exceed eighteen.
An 18-year-old girl actually flew a huge door with one kick!
This is what kind of hard work can do!
Everyone at the scene was shocked by Yun Jian's kick!
Lin Xingyuan and Zhang Xiaomei are no exception.
But after the reaction came, Lin Xingyuan stared at Yun Jian with vigilant eyes and asked, "Who are you! Know where this is not! How dare you break into a private house!"
But I saw that Yun Jian over there slightly raised his head, glanced at Lin Xingyuan obliquely, and then walked to the side of Lin's hall, an inconspicuous corner-where is the place where Lin Jiaoyue's ashes were placed.
"Security! Security! Drive me out!" Seeing Yun Jian walking to the place where Lin Jiaoyue's ashes were placed, Lin Xingyuan shouted in an exaggerated tone.
What Lin Xingyuan was afraid of was, of course, not Yun Jian going to Lin Jiaoyue's urn for destruction, but he was frightened when he saw Yun Jian's kick just now, and he was afraid that Yun Jian turned to deal with himself.
Just as Lin Xingyuan shouted in this terrifying voice, the nanny suddenly gritted her teeth, rushed forward to Lin Xingyuan two steps, and then knelt to Lin Xingyuan in front of all the guests:
"Master! I beg you! Today is the last day of Yueyue staying at the Lin family, don't let her leave sadly.
"That little girl should be Yueyue's friend. Let her send Yueyue to the last journey! Please, please! I beg you, master!"
The nanny's tears couldn't stop, and she nodded while shouting at Lin Xingyuan.
After all, the nanny did decades of work in the Lin family, and after all, it was her own flesh and blood, so Lin Xingyuan nodded and agreed.
Of course, just when Lin Xingyuan wanted to nod his promise.
"Dear ~ Yueyue's friend, I've seen it too. The girl's just knocked on the door of our house in front of Yueyue's spiritual hall. She's definitely not a friend of Yueyue.
"And ah, it ’s really unlucky to put the urn in the lobby. Dear, do n’t you love me ~ hate ~ hate ~" Zhang Xiaomei grabbed Lin Xingyuan's hand and touched Lin Xingyuan's head with her chest, While coquettish, Sao can't.
"Dear, you're right, come! Go and move all the urn and all those things! Put them in the back door!"
After listening to Zhang Xiaomei's coquettish voice, Lin Xingyuan tightened his body and quickly listened to what Zhang Xiaomei said, asking someone to move Lin Jiaoyue's ashes to the back door.
Even Lin Jiao's main entrance did not show up to Lin Jiaoyue.
Of course, just after Lin Xingyuan's words fell, a "ping pong" sound suddenly sounded.
Hearing this voice, everyone looked at one place—
On the side where the sound was not far away, Yun Jian had stood directly in front of Lin Jiaoyue's ashes.
But I saw a clean butterfly knife, which was dropped by Yun Jian directly on the table, and after making a loud noise in this noisy place, it was presented to everyone.
Suddenly seeing this clean butterfly knife, everyone in the presence stunned.
At that time, Yun Jian was staring at Lin Jiaoyue's ashes, and Lin Jiaoyue smiled with a brilliant black and white photo. She faced everyone in the face expressionlessly. When everyone was frightened, her face changed, she said :
"You, like me, live in a world where you can't help it.
"You say you desire to be as powerful as me, and I desire to be as ordinary as you.
"This butterfly knife has followed me for more than ten years.
"The undead who died under my butterfly knife, no more, no less, it was exactly 5,000 people.