"Have you forgotten all these?"

Jin Yiqian's hand shook even more when he was held down by Lin Nianchu.

The next second, he suddenly turned over his palm and pressed Lin Nianchu's little hand.

Jin Yiqian's movement was so sudden that Lin Nianchu was startled and subconsciously frowned and looked at Jin Yiqian.

The latter sighed: "Lin Nianchu, when I was a child, I always heard the old man say that the nights are long and there are many dreams. I didn't understand it at that time, but I finally understand it now."

Hearing that Jin Yiqian seemed to be telling what happened recently, Lin Nianchu widened his eyes and stared at him intently, waiting for his answer.

Jin Yiqian raised his eyes and met Lin Nianchu's gaze.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes on the coast.

Jin Yiqian's eyes, which had just calmed down, suddenly became serious.

He held down Lin Nianchu's hand on his knee with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to protect Lin Nianchu.

Just as Jin Yiqian finished his action, he heard a gunshot from behind him.

Immediately, Lin Nianchu smelled a strong smell of blood.

She raised her head and saw at a glance that there was a bloody hole on Jin Yiqian's shoulder.

The incident happened too suddenly.

Lin Nianchu was stunned for a moment, almost unable to recover.

The rustling sounds of the surrounding bushes grew louder and louder.

Within a few minutes, Lin Nianchu saw two men in black on each side, and a total of eight people jumped out.

These men in black all carried black spears in their hands.

They wear black hoods on their heads, and except for their eyes, no other facial features can be seen at all.

Lin Nianchu paid special attention to the way these eight people walked.

They were leaning against each other.

Although they moved from different directions, the feet of the four groups of people were unexpectedly neat.

The four groups of people arrived at Lin Nianchu and Jin Yiqian almost at the same time.

The group of people standing on the right side of the two people is obviously the leader of these eight people.

The two looked at each other, exchanged opinions, and conveyed the news to their companions in a low voice in words that Lin Nianchu couldn't quite understand.

Immediately, the other six people stepped forward one after another.

Jin Yiqian's right shoulder was injured.

He raised his left hand to protect Lin Nianchu behind his back, looked around at the six people coldly, and said something to them in the same language that the two people communicated with just now.

The six of them stopped, turned their heads, and looked at the leader behind them.

One of the tall men handed the spear in his hand to the person next to him, and walked towards Jin Yiqian with his head held high: "Master Jin."

It turns out he can speak Chinese.

"We are all following orders. If you, the Jin family, offend someone you shouldn't offend, don't blame us."

Jin Yiqian protected Lin Nianchu with one hand, slowly raised his head, with a sneer on his lips, staring at the tall man who spoke: "The affairs between the Jin family and you have nothing to do with her."

"Since this is the young lady of the Jin family, she naturally has to take charge of the affairs of the Jin family. How can she say that it has nothing to do with her?"

With that said, the tall man raised his hand to catch Lin Nianchu.

"If you dare to touch her, I guarantee you won't be able to get out of here."

The tall man glanced at Jin Yiqian provocatively: "Oh? Really?"

He kept moving his hands and still reached towards Lin Nianchu's wrist.
Chapter completed!