The Strongest Matrilocal Son-in-law

Luo Feng blinked in confusion as he stared at Lin Xuan. What he meant was, "Since you're here to help me, why are you still standing?"    

Perhaps, only Luo Feng, as Lin Xuan's sworn brother, was able to trust and support each other like that.    

No matter what kind of situation the opponent was in, as long as it was needed, he would still be willing to die for it.    

This was what a brother was!    

In this world, those who could be called brothers were sure to be able to fight for the other party, to be able to throw away their heads and shed hot blood.    

Ever since Lin Xuan had joined Qin Family, he had sent Qin Shishi to the Guokang Pharmaceutical Group Building Building every day. He had then gone to Luo Feng's breakfast stall to buy a leek box for breakfast.    

Later, Luo Feng's beloved wife, Ran Ying, was killed by Tie Kun and sent by Tie Kun to kill Luo Feng.    

Lin Xuan righteously saved him, and then later on, Lin Xuan encountered difficult trouble, begging Luo Feng for help.    

Luo Feng was duty-bound. Without saying anything further, he sacrificed his life to help Lin Xuan.    

Along the way, the brotherly friendship between the two of them had become a mutual understanding.    

Lin Xuan smiled indifferently at Luo Feng as he looked around. Tie Meng and his subordinates who were surrounding him had sunken expressions. Suddenly, a chilling murderous intent filled their gloomy faces.    

"Listen, I don't care who you are or what kind of grudges you have, only you guys have the guts to attack my brother, so you'll definitely die!"    

Tie Meng and the other thugs stared at Lin Xuan. They looked at each other in shock and were confused. They did not understand what Lin Xuan meant.    

Tie Meng had a face full of suspicion. He looked at Lin Xuan for a long time before he finally asked in a scornful tone, "Who the hell are you? Lin Xuan, right? You're the one who killed my brother Tie Hu, right? "    

Lin Xuan Si didn't care much as she coldly said: "I have killed too many people. Don't talk about cats and dogs. I can't remember. Even God or his father broke my bottom line. They are dead pigs and dead dogs."    

"Fuck, dog money thing! What kind of f * cker are you to talk to our Brother Meng in such a manner?!"    

"That's right. Are you blind, or are you stupid? Two hundred and fifty yuan. If you provoke our Brother Meng, then that would be the end of your life."    

"Brother Meng, leave this dog toy to me. I don't like these kinds of pretentious criminals the most. I'll kill him with a finger in a minute. It'll be as simple as killing an ant."    

"Hey, you son of a bitch, did you know that? You are about to die, you dare to offend our Brother Meng, you are simply hanging yourself in front of the King of Hell, you want to live too long, you must be tired of living! "    

"..."    

Lin Xuan looked at the fleas with disdain. He couldn't understand where these fleas got their courage from. Could it be that Liang Jingru gave them their courage?    

Did they really not hear of Lin Xuan's fame, or did they really think that they were so awesome that they brought lightning along with them and caused an explosion?    

With a gaze as sharp as a sword, he shot it at Tie Meng and yelled, "Release my brother!"    

Tie Meng burst out laughing, bouncing around like a monkey with a red butt, unconsciously acting like a monkey.    

"Lin Xuan, I remember now, Shen City is a ruckus throughout the city, and if you marry a The Second-rate Aristocratic Family Qin Family member, the biggest trash will be your son-in-law. For a trash like you, you probably won't even be able to eat until your bones go soft, right? "How dare you make a ruckus in front of your father!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of his subordinates also began to mock him.    

"Aiyaya, I was just saying. This dog-coin looks familiar, but it turns out to be that useless son-in-law. Tsk tsk, useless trash, have you grown a pair of wings? "How dare you be so arrogant here!"    

So it's you, a lick dog, you think you're qualified? You dare to jump around with us, you must not have heard, we are all following Brother Meng, we were once in the mercenary group, the Iron-Blood elite!    

Kneel down and lick our shoes clean. Since you like to kneel and lick our shoes anyway, who knows, maybe if we were happy, we could spare your dog life, no?    

Lin Xuan clenched his fist tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulged and the joints on his fingers emitted a "creak" sound. It was a kind of endless killing intent that spread all over his body.    

It was as if everyone could feel that in Lin Xuan's chest, his blood was boiling and his anger was burning.    

Lin Xuan also thought back. It had been a long time since anyone dared to use his status as a son-in-law as a source of ridicule.    

This was because he had already become strong. Not to mention crippling him, he was as strong as the sun at noon.    

These dog bastards, are they really from the mercenary group?    

Were their news so heavily blocked?    

Could it be that everything that had happened to the Shen City and related to Lin Xuan in the recent days was not enough to cause a sensation and could not make them face him?    

Lin Xuan's face was filled with anger. He said with determination, "I will say it one last time, let my brother go!"    

Tie Meng truly thought that they, as mercenaries, would be able to confront Lin Xuan head on.    

Moreover, Lin Xuan killed his elder brother Tie Hu. Even Tie Kun's death was related to Lin Xuan's inability to escape.    

This time, the reason he left the mercenary group and returned to Shen City was naturally to find Luo Feng, Lin Xuan, and to avenge his two brothers who had died.    

It just so happened that they were all gathered here today.    

Tie Meng's expression was cold as he ordered, "What the f * ck are you all doing?" "Cut him, attack him, kill him!"    

With a roar of rage, the rest of his subordinates immediately brandished their watermelon knives, various steel pipes, and baseball bats, charging towards Lin Xuan one by one.    

Lin Xuan's lips curled up into a sinister smile. He took a step forward and faced the incoming hoodlum. Then, he punched and struck out explosively.    

"Clang!"    

Originally, that famous hoodlum wielded his watermelon knife and chopped down at Lin Xuan with incomparable ferocity.    

However, not only did Lin Xuan not dodge the attack, he even punched the watermelon knife with his full power.    

"Crack!"    

"Huh?"    

That famous hoodlum was extremely frightened because the watermelon knife in his hand was cut in half by Lin Xuan's punch. With a "bang", it fell to the ground.    

Before he could react, Lin Xuan had already raised his leg and kicked the thug's lower abdomen.    

"Ah!    

It was as if a pig was being butchered. With that single kick, that thug soared into the air and, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, flew five meters away. He crashed into a tombstone, breaking it in half.    

Then he rolled back to the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood. His face was pale and his face was deathly pale. Looking at Lin Xuan, he felt despair. He lay on the ground and struggled for a long time.