The hundreds of people in Wuyangyang were armed with weapons, and the passers-by had already run away. Even the owner of the wonton stall abandoned his stall and went into the alley.
In just ten seconds, only Lin Nianhe and Shen Hongzun were left at the wonton stall.
When she heard the gunshot, Lin Nianhe didn't even raise her eyes and was still eating her wontons.
The enthusiastic gangsters rushed forward with their swords raised. When they were still ten meters away from Lin Nianhe, a series of explosions suddenly sounded in front of them.
Zhou Laosi hit the shuttle, leaving a row of smoking black holes on the ground.
"How dare you go crazy with a few broken blades? Come on! Let's see who is not afraid of death!"
Yang Jiawen was originally very confident, but looking at the other guy, he instantly felt that the small revolver in his hand was like a toy.
Zhou Laosi was actually a little hot-blooded, and his heart was beating fast.
The charging boys were stunned and subconsciously stepped back.
They were just working as coolies on the pier, but the young master of their boss was so angry that they decided to cut down a helpless woman, but who would be so stupid as to rush forward risking their lives?
Yang Jiawen was also stunned for a moment, but he soon came to his senses: "Damn, he's only one person, why are you so scared?"
As soon as Yang Jiawen finished speaking, Zhou Laosi's brothers lined up in a row and raised the guys in their hands in different postures.
Yang Jiawen: "..."
Suddenly, a window on the fifth floor of a residential building on both sides was pushed open. After a heart-wrenching sound of hinges, a dark iron pipe as thick as a fist poked out, lowered, and pointed at the dense crowd.
Quiet, strangely quiet.
Even Shen Hongzun swallowed and looked at Lin Nianhe with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Is this what she calls "somewhat prepared"?
Is this called "a little bit"?
Lin Nianhe finished the last wonton, wiped his mouth, glanced at his watch and said to Shen Hongzun with a smile: "I thought this alley was very good when I passed by it for the first time. Look, the two wontons are very heavy." The machine is guarding the door, no matter how many people come, they will be left here."
Shen Hongzun could only laugh dryly: "Hehehe..."
To be honest, who would think of such a thing when passing by an alley for the first time?
In the quiet streets, Lin Nianhe's words clearly reached everyone's ears.
People who didn't know or didn't see clearly what those two things were now now understand. Cold sweat soaked everyone's clothes, their hearts were beating wildly, and they began to retreat uncontrollably. Some even ran down the alley where only one person could walk sideways.
Lin Nianhe stood up with a slight smile and walked slowly towards the vacuum zone between the two opposing sides.
The night wind blew the hem of her skirt and lifted up her hair. She looked like a little white rabbit that strayed into a pack of wolves. She looked at the pale Yang Jiawen with a sweet smile and asked, "Master Yang, do you still remember your... Who is the ancestor?"
Yang Jiawen only felt his mouth was dry.
There was no need for him to personally bring people to do this tonight.
But he was so angry. If he didn't give Lin Nianhe a few blows with his own hands, how could the bad breath he was holding back be released?
Moreover, he was the first to be slapped in the face by Lin Nianhe, and his good brothers seized this opportunity to embarrass him in front of the old man.
He couldn't move.
I thought it was a sure win, but it turned out that there was a big killer hidden on the opposite side.
God knows where she got these things from!
Cold sweat slid down Yang Jiawen's forehead.
He knew that his life was now in Lin Nianhe's hands. As long as she said "fire", he would be the first to fall.
What is more terrifying than death is the process of waiting for death.
Yang Jiawen felt that his blood was running cold.
"Bang——"
"boom--"
In the quiet night, a sonic boom could be faintly heard from the far north.
<divcss=&ot;ntentadv&ot;>The sound reaching here is already very soft, if it weren’t for this moment
It was too quiet to hear the sound at all.
That sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the already panicked people.
Yang Jiawen's pupils tightened and he looked at Lin Nianhe in disbelief: "You, you..."
Lin Nianhe listened intently with a gentle smile: "Don't be afraid, this is just a coincidence, there is an exercise over there in Shencheng."
"Really, it's just a drill."
As is the custom in the world, no one believed Lin Nianhe's truth.
Yang Jiawen thought that Lin Nianhe had prepared heavy artillery for him, so his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
The people he brought had long since stopped caring about him and did not dare to run away immediately because of the occasional sound of hinges above their heads. They were afraid that if they ran too obviously, they would trigger a hail of bullets.
At this moment, there was no one within a one-meter radius around Yang Jiawen. Lin Nianhe looked at him with a cold voice: "Let me ask you, do you still remember who your ancestor is?"
How could Yang Jiawen still speak?
All his energy went into controlling his sphincter.
Lin Nianhe looked at him for three seconds, then moved his eyes away and looked at the silent charge boy opposite.
"Master Yang doesn't remember who his ancestors are, do any of you remember?"
After a brief silence, I don't know which idiot was the first to shout: "Li Shuqin!"
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
Conscience, she really didn't want them to answer.
Also, who is Li Shuqin?
"***, Qiangzi, you ***, why are you shouting when the boss doesn't say anything? And...who is Li Shuqin!"
There were muffled curses from the crowd.
The idiot named Qiang Zai was confident and strong: "Li Shuqin is my mother-in-law! I remember who my ancestors are!"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
The atmosphere she spent a lot of money to create was almost ruined by the old lady.
Fortunately, there was only one idiot who dared to speak in this atmosphere. Everyone else kept their heads down, so the situation didn't get out of hand.
Lin Nianhe cleared his throat and said: "The Yang family likes to kneel, and they want you to kneel with them. The money goes into their pockets, but it is you who are working hard... Hehe, I will not touch you today, because you are just like me. The same surname is Yanhuang, but next time - even if you don’t remember who your ancestors are, you should think about your wife, children, parents and mother-in-law!"
None of these people expected that there would be a turn of events and they would still have a way to survive!
Immediately, they ran away without sneaking, shouting random words, and dispersed immediately.
Yang Jiawen came to his senses at this moment. Although his legs were still weak and he couldn't stand up, he cursed and yelled at them not to run away, otherwise they would kill him and so on.
As soon as he raised his small revolver, Zhou Laosi kicked him and dislocated his arm.
"What are you yelling about? I haven't settled the accounts with you yet."
Lin Nianhe walked forward with a smile, took out a dagger and said, "Fourth brother, take off his clothes, I want to teach him a lesson."
Zhou Laosi neatly tore open Yang Jiawen's expensive tuxedo and shirt, and together with another brother, dragged Yang Jiawen up like a dog to death.
Lin Nianhe stepped forward holding the dagger, and the blade scratched the skin on Yang Jiawen's chest.
Amidst the faint sound of gunfire and Yang Jiawen's miserable howl, Lin Nianhe said:
"The dragon is just sleeping, so you rush to kneel down the eagle and tiger. You think you are far-sighted, but you don't know that others only think of you as a dog."
"You are a weakling who only dares to attack your compatriots. If I were not named Lin, I would be the first to kill you."
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