Lin Nianhe "wrote" the last stroke, wiped the blade with the rag hanging on Yang Jiawen's arm, and said to Zhou Laosi: "Throw him in front of the hospital."

"it is good."

Yang Jiawen had fainted. He didn't know whether it was from pain, fear, or just pretending.

Lin Nianhe ignored him, put two bowls of wonton money on the table of the wonton stall, and said to Shen Hongzun, "Are you full? Go back to the hotel."

Shen Hongzun didn't touch his bowl of wontons. He stared blankly at Lin Nianhe with his mouth open, wondering what he was thinking.

Lin Nianhe asked with a smile: "Not full? Can I get you another bowl?"

Shen Hongzun blinked, suddenly picked up the bowl and drank the whole bowl of wontons.

It was indeed a drink, but he didn't even chew it and almost choked himself to death.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

He shouldn't be scared by himself, right?

Of course Shen Hongzun was frightened.

Not to mention Lin Nianhe's preparations, it was his first time seeing hundreds of people swinging swords, so it would be strange if he wasn't afraid.

In the car, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but ask: "Ah, Ah He, if Yang Jiawen doesn't give in...you, do you really want to open fire?"

Lin Nianhe closed his eyes and said evasively: "What are you talking about? Fourth brother just gave me two thousand yuan in one shot. This job is too expensive and not cost-effective."

Zhou Laosi was driving the car and couldn't help but say: "I just said that it was so exciting just now. The relationship is all made of money."

"Hahaha……"

Lin Nianhe was smiling, but Shen Hongzun was about to cry.

Two thousand dollars.

What Lin Nianhe lacks most is money, right?

She actually wants to do it if she doesn't accept it, right?

right!

Shen Hongzun licked his lips, his little heart beating wildly, almost suffocating.

Seeing that he was about to collapse, Lin Nianhe comforted him kindly: "Brother Shen, don't be nervous. We are friends. There is no way I will do something to you."

Shen Hongzun was even more scared!

Is she threatening herself?

If the Shen family didn't be good friends with her, would she betray them?

Shen Hongzun's expression was so understandable that Lin Nianhe pressed his forehead in confusion and decided not to say anything to avoid scaring him.

Shen Hongzun was restless as he sent Lin Nianhe back to the hotel, and then he drove home without daring to send him off with Zhou Laosi.

Zhou Laosi curled his lips: "Sister, this guy doesn't do anything right."

Lin Nianhe said: "It's normal for a silly son of a landlord to be so well protected that he has never seen the world...but I have a vague feeling that something is not good about him."

She said the last sentence so softly that Zhou Laosi didn't hear it.

He just looked at her with complicated eyes, as if asking: Have you experienced it yourself or something like that?

Lin Nianhe pretended not to understand, and whispered: "Hurry up and return those two guys who are older than my grandfather. When the Yang family sees it at dawn, we will screw up."

Shen Hongzun would never know that even if Yang Jiawen refused to accept it today, those two heavy machines would not be able to play any role.

As long as the sky is brighter, they can see their true colors.

It's really an antique, almost rusted to death, with ten thousand points of intimidation and five points of combat effectiveness.

Shen Hongzun wouldn't believe it when told that Zhou Laosi spent 500 yuan to rent these two gadgets in a village next to the coastline.

"I've already sent someone to send it off." Zhou Laosi said, "The Yang family can't take care of it now."

"Okay, you can split the deposit when you get it back. It's been a hard day today." Lin Nianhe stretched and said, "Go and get some sleep. There will be more to do tomorrow."

"that……"

Zhou Laosi called out to Lin Nianhe.

"Ok?"

Lin Nianhe stopped and turned to look at him.

"If a fight really breaks out, will Shen Cheng come directly?" Zhou Laosi asked.

Lin Nianhe smiled slightly and asked instead, "What do you think?"

Let alone her, even if Comrade Lao Lin was left here, it would be impossible for him to open fire directly.

There was indeed a drill in Shencheng. Lin Nianhe just asked Uncle Huang for the specific time and took advantage of the east wind. She checked her watch twice today because she was worried that the time would be incorrect.

Zhou Laosi thinks... I think it will.

Otherwise, how could Lin Nianhe be so stable?

There's no way she's not afraid of death, right?

Lin Nianhe looked into his eyes, smiled slightly, waved and said "good night", and Shi Shiran returned to his room.

After closing the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

too tired.

……

Shen family.

Shen Hongzun staggered all the way back to his home. When he saw his grandfather and uncle in the living room, he knelt down and rushed towards him:

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Mr. Shen: "I'm not dead yet, why are you howling?"

Shen Yu picked him up from the ground and asked, "Why did it take so long to come back? What happened?"

Shen Hongzun, stumbling with tears and runny noses, recounted what happened tonight.

Mr. Shen and Shen Yu were dumbfounded.

"She...she came back to Suicheng a few days ago to do this?" Shen Yu frowned and his pupils trembled.

Mr. Shen pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out: "Logically speaking, the Lin family can't let her do it."

Shen Hongzun said directly: "It's open, it's really open, grandpa, she said it only costs two thousand for a shuttle, and her eldest brother said the money can be piled up!"

Mr. Shen: "...?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Is this what Lin Nianhe can say?"

Shen Hongzun nodded: "Really! That's what she said. She also said that we are her friends, so she won't open fire on us!"

Mr. Shen: "..."

Shen Yu looked at his barbecued pork nephew suspiciously: "Are you scared out of your wits? What nonsense are you talking about?"

With Lin Nianhe's character, even if he really thought so, it would be impossible for him to say that.

The Shen family is her strongest ally in Xiangjiang. How could she threaten them like this?

Mr. Shen waved his hand directly: "It's better to listen to him than to listen to the tire talking to me. Where is Yang Jiawen? How is he?"

Shen Hongzun rubbed his arms: "It looks like he was skinned... I didn't dare to look, he screamed so miserably."

Mr. Shen: "..."

He might as well send a piece of barbecued pork to Lin Nianhe.

It's true that people are more deadly than others.

Look at this little girl, her expression remains unchanged despite the storm;

Look at this thing of your own, you can be scared half to death even if you are just a spectator.

Mr. Shen once again began to worry about the future of the Shen family.

At this moment, the old housekeeper ran in quickly and whispered: "There is news from the hospital that Yang Jiawen was stabbed nineteen times!"

Mr. Shen no longer believed any of the people below him, and asked directly: "Do you have any photos?"

"It hasn't been washed out yet."

"Hurry up, bring it to me as soon as you get it done."

"Ok."

An hour later, Mr. Shen looked at the photo and looked at the old housekeeper with complex eyes: "Is this the nineteen knives you mentioned?"

The old housekeeper wiped his sweat: "Yes, it is indeed nineteen knives..."

Mr. Shen put the photo on the coffee table and suddenly smiled.

"This Miss Lin has the same temperament as her father and father."

In the photo, Yang Jiawen was lying on his back at the entrance of the hospital, with two large characters carved on his chest with a knife:

【Yanhuang】(End of this chapter)

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