C1 Heir

At the entrance of the construction site of Tiannan City, Lin Feng was standing opposite a group of hooligans.

"Brothers, you don't have to hit me today, right? Your employer died yesterday, so you won't have to work so hard in the future."

As they spoke, they greeted each other like old friends.

The man in the lead had tattoos on his arms. He spat out smoke on Lin Feng's face. "I have beaten you for almost three years. I know you are a good person, but my employer has billions of assets and countless bodyguards. How could he die? "Brother, I'm sorry."

Even if he died, he wouldn't let me have peace.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and finished the rest of the cigarette. Then, he squatted down on the ground with his head in his hands. "Alright, cut the crap. You guys can do it."

The man did not show any mercy. He punched and kicked Lin Feng. Then, he took out the 100 yuan Lin Feng had on him and left with a smile.

Lin Feng's body was torn apart. He laid on the ground and could not move.

Five years ago, Lin Feng came to Tiannan alone and started a company. He used two years to develop the company to a very high level. But just when his company's momentum was unstoppable, he was framed and his company was seized.

In the past three years, Lin Feng had changed more than a dozen jobs. He had worked as a white-collar worker, delivered packages, and guarded the door. However, without exception, on the day the salary was paid, these gangsters would appear in front of Lin Feng on time, beat Lin Feng up, and then snatch his salary away.

Now that he was forced to move bricks at the construction site, he still could not escape their clutches.

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with endless hatred.

All of this was thanks to his half-brother. He and his stepmother framed him and chased him out of the Lin family.

It had been five years, but they still wouldn't let it go.

A few minutes later, Lin Feng struggled to get up and limped home.

Lin Feng took out a newspaper from his pocket. It was the headline. The heir of the Lin Family of City Jing died in a car race yesterday. Lin Feng sneered and tore the newspaper into pieces.

Retribution!

At this time, a Rolls-Royce stopped steadily in front of Lin Feng.

"Young master, the master asked us to bring you back." An old man got out of the car and stood respectfully in front of Lin Feng.

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched and he sneered, "He is dead. Do you know you want me to go back now? Go back and tell him that even if I die outside in this life, I won't take another step into the Lin family."

"Young master, please forgive the old master. He has his own difficulties. The old master said that he will compensate you. In the future, everything in the Lin family will be yours." The old man bent down and begged.

Lin Feng's eyes turned red as he walked towards the old man step by step.

"Does he have difficulties? Does he have his own difficulties? Can he just watch them malign me? " If he has his own difficulties, can he just kick me out of the Lin family without saying a word? "

Every step Lin Feng took, the old man would take a step back.

"Now that his beloved son is dead, only then did he think of me. He once told me to never step into the Lin family again. Could it be that he has forgotten?"

"Even if he has forgotten, I will never forget."

"All these years, when that bastard stole my company, where was he?"

"When that bastard hired people to beat me up every day and steal my food money, where was he?"

"Now that that that bastard is dead, he thinks of me again?"

Lin Feng was like an erupting volcano. He roared angrily, venting all the resentment in his heart for so many years to his heart's content.

"Young master, master, he... The old man stood there with his back bent. He was terrified and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"What? You want to explain for him? You want to say that he doesn't know all of this?" Lin Feng coldly interrupted the old man.

"Uncle Wang, do you think I am an idiot?"

"All these years, didn't he allow that little bastard to do what he did? " If you can find me now, don't you already know everything about me? "

Lin Feng's chest rose and fell. He took out the pack of inferior cigarettes and threw them on the ground.

"Young Master..." Uncle Wang raised his kind face. His face was full of guilt.

"Uncle Wang, if you don't disturb my peaceful life again, I will thank you. I am tired. I am really tired." Lin Feng wiped away the tears on his face and walked forward.

"Uncle Wang, what should we do? Young master, he..." A man looked at Uncle Wang nervously.

Uncle Wang sighed, "Let young master calm down. Master has to do it himself."

"But Madam..."

Uncle Wang said, shaking his head. "Shut up. Don't forget who you are!" Uncle Wang shouted.

"Inform the people of Tiannan City that if the young master is injured, they will take responsibility." Uncle Wang sighed, got into the Rolls-Royce, and left.

In the car, Uncle Wang respectfully held his phone and waited for instructions.

"He will agree. Notify that Lin Feng will officially become the successor of Lin family." A few minutes later, a dignified voice came from the phone.