Chapter 3 Face Slap

The ridiculous voice made Lin Wan'er happy. She didn't want her father to recognize Lin Jian. A pauper would have to call her aunt. She felt ashamed to think about it. She only expects this little **** to be self-aware, so get out!

  However, Lin Jian doesn’t care about other people's words at all, and the inheritance of her adoptive father can’t be seen by her, poor ghost? Sorry, she really doesn't lack money at all.

  Lin Jian sneered: "Don't admit it? That's OK, I will leave with my adoptive father's relics now."

"Wait!" Hearing that there are relics, Lin Zhendong said on the spot. Before he became a monk, the old man left all his family business to future generations. He was alone in the mountains, but it is said that the old man has a token ring that can give orders to Xuanmen. It is just these children and grandchildren. Never seen before, is this relic the ring? ?

  Lin Zhendong had long been coveting this token, changed his face on the spot, and smiled very softly: "Since you are back with the relic, why didn't you say it earlier?"

  Lin Jian also laughed. This person turned his face too fast. She looked at Lin Zhendong up and down, her black eyes were clear and clear, and she was surprised that Lin Zhendong, who was nearly fifty years old, was looking at the hair all over her body.

   "Call my sister!" The indifferent voice made Lin Zhendong's face pale with sarcasm.

  He is now the head of the Lin family, calling a 16-year-old girl in front of so many people, isn’t he faceless at all!

  The scene came to a stalemate on the spot, Lin Jian hummed, and knew it would be so!

  She turned around and walked out, because the Lin family is not worth her stay.

  Lin Zhendong hurriedly winked at the bodyguard. In any case, the ring must be kept!

  The two bodyguards rushed over immediately, one on the left and the other on the right. The hill-like body was two heads taller than Lin Jian. Just looking at it was frightening. Looking at Lin Jian’s small body, it was really not enough to stuff people's teeth.

  Lin’s family, you don’t want to come and leave!

Everyone gloated and waited to see Lin Jian being beaten. What could be expected did not happen. The slender girl moved suddenly, her black robes spread out in a dash of black. Before everyone could see clearly, the two bodyguards were knocked over. In fact, Lin Jian, who is only 16 years old, looked down at his defeated opponent with a beautiful trick, so handsome and dazzling.

  Everyone was stunned. The one who slapped her face was so caught off guard and was beaten to death? No, no, no, no matter how you look at it, those who are about to die of pain now are the two proud bodyguards of the Lin family!

   Suddenly gasps sounded all around. No one thought that this thin girl could fight so well. Lin Zhendong's expression was even more ugly. This is not a bodyguard, this is a slap in the face!

  But he would not let Lin Jian leave this door unless she handed over the relic!

  Thinking over and over again, Lin Zhendong could only put down the dignity of the patron and walk forward with a smile: "That..."

  Lin Jian smiled back and asked deliberately: "My dear nephew, what do you call me?"

  Lin Zhendong had a big head on the spot, but when he thought of the ring, he immediately decided to give it away. As long as he got the ring and got the help of the mysterious door, the Lin family would be able to break through the small land-breaking boundary of Yancheng and become an existence on par with the Imperial Family!

  Wait when he kills this little **** without knowing it, no one will know that Lin Zhendong still has a 16-year-old aunt in this world!

   So he held back his anger, gritted his teeth and smiled, lowered his head: "Little, sister-in-law!"

  Lin Jian smiled, bright as a flower, but her eyes were dull and unclear: "Good nephew, be good~"

  (End of this chapter)

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