Chen Man frowned slightly, looked at Lin Kun with a smirk, and immediately thought that this guy was not thinking about anything good in his heart. He gave him a blank look and said, "Why do you think of those..."

"What am I thinking?" Lin Kun said with a smile: "This is a misunderstanding. People may have any wrong ideas when they see you so beautiful, but these desperate people will definitely pull the trigger and kill you directly, but if I were these people, I might..."

Lin Kun deliberately rubbed his hands. At this time, the gunshots downstairs stopped ringing, but a child cried heart-wrenchingly. The child was not very big, and he looked only four or five years old. There was a man in the pool of blood on the ground. The man should be the child's father.

On the streets of Chinatown, no one dared to come out because of the gunshots just now, and even as Lin Kun said, no one dared to stick his head out and look out. The little boy's cry echoed on the street, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"There are children!" Chen Man pushed Lin Kun away and opened the curtains. When he saw the little boy squatting next to the corpse in pain, the weakest side in the woman's heart was stinging.

She ignored Lin Kun's previous persuasion and pushed open the door and went out. Lin Kun did not stop her. They lived on the second floor, and the little boy was more than fifty meters in front of him. Lin Kun stood by the window with a cigarette in his arms. He could clearly feel that there were many murderous intents locking the little boy in the dark.

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot echoed on the street again, and for a moment, the hair on the body seemed to be trembling.

Another body fell down, this time it was a woman. The woman had just poked out from a dark alley next to her and wanted to get close to the little boy, but she was shot in the head.

"Mother!"

The little boy is a mixed-race, with golden hair, but with a face that is always biased towards oriental people. When he turned around, he saw the woman falling from the dark alley, he immediately ran over crying and shouting. The murderous intent around him quickly disappeared. The ultimate goal of those who were hiding in the dark was the little boy's parents.

However, these people are quite particular and do not attack a child.

The night sky, which was not very clear, suddenly rained heavily. The rain wet Chinatown. The twinkling neon lights shone on the street full of rain. The red lights were as terrifying and gloomy as red blood.

Chen Man ran out, her slim figure seemed a little weak in the night. Her high heels on her feet stepped on the street mixed with blood, and came to the little boy and squatted down.

The little boy sat in the puddle in fear, blinking his big blue eyes, looking at Chen Man with fear, and speaking in a fluent Chinese language, "Sister, are you going to kill me? If I die, can I be with my parents?"

Chen Man's heart suddenly softened, and he hugged the little boy in his arms. One of the little boy's hand unknowingly reached into his pocket, and a dagger with rust slowly pulled out. Lin Kun naturally couldn't see all this upstairs, but he still had intuition. He had already lifted his pistol and pointed it at the little boy's head. As long as he dared to do something bad, Sha Ying's bullet would instantly blow his head.

Bang……

It's like a watermelon bursting.

Chen Man brought the little boy back. The little boy was only five years old, but he looked much more mature than Chengcheng. His little face was a little dirty. After entering the house, he was still worried about his parents' bodies.

Lin Kun found the owner of the hotel and gave him some money to find someone to collect the body for the little boy's parents, and bought one for the purpose of making it dirty.

The owner of this shop is a Chinese, but his eyes are dripping. He is obviously making a bad idea. It is actually very simple. He is thinking that he can find someone to collect the body of the little boy's parents. As for the money to buy a cemetery...

Of course, Lin Kun saw his little thoughts, slapped his pistol on the table, and smiled faintly: "Believe it or not, your head will be blown out, just like a big watermelon."

The shop owner was immediately scared and a tall guy next to him stood up and stared at Lin Kun.

The shop owner immediately smiled and said, "Brother, we are all Chinese. Chinese people don't cheat Chinese people. What are you doing? Don't worry, I'll collect this money, and I'll bury this person for you, and I'll ensure that it's done."

Lin Kun put away the gun and said with a smile: "Thank you then."

After saying that, Lin Kun went upstairs directly. At this time, the big man standing next to the stairs suddenly strode and rushed towards him, shouting loudly: "md, let you crazy!"

The shop owner was holding his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was about to watch the show, with melon seeds and tea next to him. He was thinking about sitting down and drinking tea later, watching the fun. Who can open a shop in Chinatown? Nowadays, honest people can only do the lowest-level job.

Bang!

Just the next second, the expression on the owner's face immediately became shocked. Lin Kun suddenly punched him in the heart of the shopkeeper. The owner of the shopkeeper's mouth was open. Before he could scream, Lin Kun was carrying the whole person and smashed him towards the shopkeeper.

With a howling sound, a gust of wind in the air was roaring. The shop owner saw that the black shadow in front of him became bigger and bigger. A muffled sound broke him and the barman.

Lin Kun swung his left hand directly, and the Sanling Army Pill held it in his hand. He stepped over and the Sanling Army Pill rushed to the butt of the man who was so dizzy that he fell, and then pierced two.

"ah!"

The screams burst out, almost trembling with the ceiling. Almost all the residents in the hotel heard it, and blood spurted out along the blood hole in the man's buttocks.

"This time it's a butt, next time it's a heart. I don't want to talk nonsense for the second time. I'll do it well for me. If there is a little mistake, I will die."

Lin Kun's tone was calm, and a silent aura spread all over his body, and in an instant it pressed down like a mountain.

The shop owner was smashed to death and almost fainted. He kept stammering in his mouth: "Don't worry, I will do it..."

People are sometimes just bad things. When they say good things, they don’t recognize them, and they have to be honest with others.

The body of his parents was still downstairs, and the little boy couldn't sleep at all. He clamored to go and buried his parents. Lin Kun and Shen Man accompanied him overnight. There was a cemetery thirty miles away in Chinatown. With the help of the hotel owner, he found many workers who worked. The price of burying people to death at night was very high. Lin Kun didn't care and ordered a few thousand yuan for these people.

The man was buried and it was still raining heavily. The little boy finally fainted from crying in front of the grave. Chen Man glanced at Lin Kun, and Lin Kun smiled bitterly and carried the little boy back to the hotel.

Putting the little boy on the bed, Lin Kun turned around and asked Chen Man, "What are you planning? We can't always take care of him."

Chen Man said: "But if he is left here alone, will those bad guys attack him?"

Lin Kun smiled and said, "You can rest assured that the gangsters here are moral, otherwise he would have died last night."

Chen Man frowned and looked embarrassed, "But if he was thrown here, what would he do in the future?"

Lin Kun said: "There should be a welfare home here, and leave it to the welfare home."

Chen Man said: "No! He is still so young, he is thrown into the welfare home alone. It's so lonely and pitiful. What if he is..."
Chapter completed!