Lu Xinglan lowered his eyes, and the blood on his white face brought out the anger all over him.
He moved forward step by step, and the maid was so frightened by his frightening aura that her legs went weak.
And Mother Lu sat forcibly.
"What are you doing? Unfilial son, is it difficult for you to kill me?"
Lu Xinglan stretched out his hand and pressed the back of the person in his arms, making her cling to his body even more, feeling her rapid heartbeat and trembling in fear.
It was the first time for him, so don't be afraid of wanting a girl so much.
So his voice was suppressed very calmly.
But chilling coldly.
It's like ice and snow, and the cold is fierce.
"I don't dare to kill you. I just want to tell you that our Lu family will have no descendants and no future generations. Starting from my generation, the Lu family will have no descendants. The plaque on the Lu family's door will also be taken with me after my death. into the grave."
He said here.
Smiling coldly.
"After I die, no one will sacrifice, no one will worship, no one will burn paper, and no one will remember."
And this is the end of the entire Lu family.
The words stopped, Lu Xinglan looked at Mother Lu's pale and colorless face, and showed a calm and gentle smile.
"Is this what you want? Mrs. Chen."
Before Mother Lu joined the Lu family, her maiden name was Chen.
After Lu Xinglan finished speaking, he took a few steps back and shouted in a cold voice, "What are you doing, just beat me to death with a stick of all these scumbags."
Xin Wu appeared at the door.
Behind him were a dozen or so servants with big shoulders and round waists.
They rushed into Mother Lu's house.
Grab those female servants and the servants who were under the medicine, and drag them out.
Lu Xinglan was holding the girl, his back turned to the light, his face in the shadows was as handsome as a god, yet cold as evil.
"Don't drag it out, kill it on the spot."
Mother Lu's fingers trembled, not angry, but frightened.
She stared into her son's eyes.
Those eyes are simply evil, full of murderous intent.
Soon screams and sticks sounded, and the smell of blood filled the whole room.
The blood on the ground began to flow.
It covered the blood that Bai Weiwei spit out on the ground.
Lu Xinglan looked at Mother Lu calmly.
It's like looking at a piece of dead meat.
He thought Yuande was the most foul-smelling piece of meat.
Unexpectedly, his mother was too.
Worse than Yuande.
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The screams slowly disappeared, and the supervisor Xin Wu calmly stood in the pool of blood, with his hands behind his back and his waist straight, and said expressionlessly, "Eighteen people involved in this matter have all died."
Lu Xinglan gently touched Bai Weiwei's back with her fingers, an unusually gentle soothing gesture.
He raised his head, his delicate face had no expression, and the darkness in his eyes was still there.
The tone was soft, "In the future, this place will be your retirement home. You are old, your health is not good, your brain is also affected by your body, and you have all kinds of hallucinations. In order to be afraid of your accident, I have to take your yard. Close the door."
Speaking of this, a gentle smile appeared on Lu Xinglan's Xiujing face.
His tone was so calm that it made the back of his neck shiver.
"Do you think this arrangement is good? Mrs. Chen."
Mother Lu moved her mouth, but she was so shivering that she couldn't say a word. She held the armrest of the chair firmly with both hands.
Facing a room full of dead people.
The blood flowed down to her feet, and she trembled to move her feet away, only to find that she had no strength whatsoever.
Lu Xinglan glanced at her lightly.
No love and no hate.
Only the cold snow is indifferent.
Then he turned around with the girl in his arms, and walked out on the ground covered in blood without caring.
And his fingers, stroking the back of the person in his arms, seemed to worry that she was frightened.