Now Lin Jian took it out again, and he stretched out his head curiously.

The people around me gathered around and stared at me.

With so many eyes watching, Lin Jian still didn''t care. She was very calm and slowly untied the layers of packages, and soon a dark thing appeared in front of everyone.

Lin Qiang subconsciously took a deep breath and widened his eyes: "this is the cup of justice?"

To tell the truth, the workmanship is really not good. The black cup knife is rough, and it''s not beautiful. Even if this kind of thing is thrown on the side of the road, Lin Qiang won''t look at it more. It''s such an ordinary and even ugly thing. It''s a fair cup pursued by all Xuanmen people?

Lin Qiang looked carefully. Then he found that there was a Libra carved in the middle of the fair cup. The Libra was very small, but it stood in the middle of the cup. He couldn''t help looking more.

Lin Jian looked up and said, "I saw it now. I didn''t lie to you. This is a real fair cup."

Everyone''s eyes can''t be pulled out. It''s impossible to say they don''t want it. Bai Qinxin knows he can''t get it, so he can only firmly remember the appearance of the cup in his heart through his eyes.

Well, this is the real fair cup. What Lin Zhendong gave is just a fake. He must distinguish it clearly so that he won''t be deceived in the future.

Zuo Cheng also stared at the cup deeply. He also recorded every grain on the cup deeply in his mind, and finally determined that this was a genuine and fair cup.

Zuo Cheng finally relaxed. At least he saw the real cup. At the moment, he was completely relieved and even lost his temper.

He was dejected, with an open-minded expression, waved his hand and snorted coldly, "OK, put it away, I''m sure it''s the real thing." then he looked up at Lin Qiang with an undisguised hatred in his eyes: "Although I don''t know what you can do to inherit the fair cup, you''d better show some real skills, otherwise you will die by the knife of someone who doesn''t know one day because you can''t convince the public."

The people in Xuanmen are all fugitives, and they are naturally vicious. Even decent people always have some crooked and chaotic dark side in their minds. If they can rob Zuo Cheng openly, those people can steal in secret. Therefore, if Lin Qiang has no ability, he will be in great danger. After all, it''s easy to hide a gun and it''s hard to defend a hidden arrow.

Zuo Cheng said this to Lin Qiang. He wanted to see Lin Qiang screaming in fear. However, the young boy was unmoved. He just clenched the steel pipe in his hand more and more, cheered himself up, and said, "let them come. I''m not afraid of anything!"

The young man''s strong momentum suddenly stunned Zuo Cheng. He took a deep look at Lin Qiang, and finally turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Madder, the little thing has a lot of momentum. Tut!

Lin Jian put the horn cup away and put it back into her sleeve, and the whole factory was calm again.

Zuo Cheng felt uncomfortable in the end and continued to say sarcastic words: "you''d better expect little martial uncle to be with you forever, otherwise... Hum!"

He didn''t say anything later, but Lin Qiang subconsciously clenched the steel pipe. He knew that this person would sooner or later lay a black hand on himself. Even if it wasn''t tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it might be one day in the future, or even the year after next year, the year after next!