Si Wenyu seemed to have only found his voice at this time, but it was not difficult to hear from his voice that he had not yet walked out of the fear he had just passed.

Not long ago, he was really only one step away from the God of Death, and his car rushed under the oil tanker.

His brakes failed and no matter how he stepped on them, they were of no use.

At that time, he really thought he was going to die.

It was the man in black who stood beside Lin Xing, who saved him.

At that time, Si Wenyu felt that he had become a wind and was caught out of the car by the man in black.

When he woke up, he was already in this forest, not far from the explosion point.

Lin Xing seemed to have deliberately not walked away. He clearly saw that the fire from the oil truck had spread to the bushes not far from them, and the heat of the fire was coming to his face, but Lin Xing just refused to leave. Even though he was sweating, he seemed to like to stand here.

Si Wenyu guessed his purpose, and he wanted to let him feel the existence of the god of death.

"Ha..." Lin Xing suddenly sneered, looked at Si Wenyu silently, and asked, "Is it good for me to lie to you?"

Si Wenyu actually couldn't completely believe that today's car accident was planned by Si Wenlin.

In his opinion, they were cousins ​​no matter what they said, and they broke the bones and connected the slut. How could he have made such a ruthless hand?

Lin Xing was not wrong. If he hit the bottom of the oil-filled truck, he would be dead without a complete body.

The continuous explosions will blow him to the point where he will not even have bone residue. If he dies, he will be sent for cremation, at least there will be ashes.

But in this fire, the corpse would probably be broken by the explosion and flew around, and in the end it was probably just a handful of earth to bury it.

Even if there is not even a person who can help him collect the corpse, he will die without a burial place, and he can only be a lonely ghost, and he will also be a broken wild ghost.

"He... how dare he!" Si Wenyu murmured, his voice almost floating.

"Is there anything he dare not?" Lin Xing asked back, then clicked on his phone and clicked on the recording that Jiang Mujin had just arrived.

Si Wenlin's voice sounded in the forest, and one after another came into Si Wenyu's ears.

"Old thing, you should be damned even after you have lived such a long age!"

"Beast...Beast, what do you... want to do?"

"You said you are old and you still care about so much? Isn't it good to have a good old age? You have to ask the trash Wen Yu, who is the waste of the branch of the branch. Do you think I can't compare with the boss Wen Yu?"

"Okay, hurry up and start! There is no such a lot of nonsense."

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"How dare you, why..."

"Puff... I was so angry that I didn't say a few words?"

After listening to the content in the recording, Si Wenyu's face was ashen, without a trace of blood. It was even more scary than when he was about to die just now.

"Grandpa...grandpa...grandpa?" Si Wenyu looked at Lin Xing and rushed to him to snatch the phone from his hand, but Lin Xing had already put away the phone.

"Look, Si Wenlin not only dares to kill you, but even his own grandfather. Do you think he can't do anything?" Lin Xing asked.

Si Wenyu fell to the ground with his butt, his eyes were red, and tears kept flowing down, muttering to himself, "Grandpa can't die, grandpa can't die..."
Chapter completed!