Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

It sounds reasonable, but there's something wrong with it. Lin Shuangchen frowned and took Mu Qing's hand away, "He and I are not what you think!"

Mu Qing had an expression that said I understand, but he was obviously insisting on his own ideas.

Lin Shuangchen held his forehead and looked at Su Wujing accusingly, "I am not to blame for this misunderstanding. You insisted on letting me prove it."

Su Wujing tilted his head slightly, his eyes full of confusion, "What misunderstanding?"

Seeing Su Wujing's ignorance, Lin Shuangchen really couldn't open his mouth. He was afraid that his little ancestor would chop him into pieces if he told her, so it was better not to tell him.

Lin Shuangchen took Su Wujing's hand again, said goodbye to Mo Siqing, and went to find the Lin family, asking the Lin family to take care of Lin Yixue and stop doing any little things in the name of his fiancée, and in front of the Lin family. Call your assistant to issue a statement to completely separate yourself from the Lin family.

The Lin family failed to dissuade him and all turned their attention to Su Wujing. They had known Su Wujing to some extent in the past year. Although he did not often appear in their circle, Lin Shuangchen would always accompany him whenever he appeared.

Lin Shuangchen had nothing to say about his good attitude towards Su Wujing. He spent a lot of money to customize Hanfu for Su Wujing. The last auction was for the sake of Su Wujing, not giving any face to the Gu and Shen families, but to Su Wujing. Jing Kuang spent one billion.

Everyone in the circle agreed that Su Wujing was Lin Shuangchen's little lover, and they were all waiting for Lin Shuangchen to get tired of playing and throw her away. However, there was no movement at all this year. Lin Shuangchen also opened a painting exhibition for Su Wujing, bringing Su Wukong to the forefront. Wu Jing became a successor of traditional Chinese painting and became famous.

They had to worry about the future development, so they let Lin Yixue approach Lin Shuangchen again. The Lin family had a great business, and no matter how much Lin Shuangchen liked Su Wujing and the two elders of the Lin family, there was no way he would let Su Wujing enter the Lin family. right.

But he didn't expect that it would be self-defeating. Instead, Lin Shuangchen would be so angry that he would issue a statement online, completely disconnecting from the Lin family and no longer have anything to do with it.

Feeling the unkind glances from those people, Su Wujing also turned cold, obviously unhappy.

Lin Shuangchen didn't want to cause trouble at the banquet, so he naturally blocked Su Wujing behind him and glanced at the Lin family coldly. The threat was obvious, and the Lin family could only hold back their breath and look away.

After everything that needed to be said was made clear, Lin Shuangchen didn't stay any longer, and turned around to leave with Su Wujing in hand.

Before they had walked a few steps, with the sound of a gunshot, a crystal chandelier crashed down and stopped in front of them.

Su Wujing looked sideways at the direction of the gunfire. Several men wearing masks and holding guns raised their heads and fired at the ceiling in a panic, laughing wildly.

Su Wujing wanted to go over, but Lin Shuangchen hugged his waist and forced him to squat on the ground.

Lin Shuangchen lowered his voice and said to Su Wujing, "That thing is very dangerous. Don't move around and act accordingly."

Su Wujing was pushed down and sat on the soft carpet. His eyes swept around. There were more than a dozen people wearing masks. They appeared from around the banquet hall. Some were wearing waiter's clothes and had guns in their hands. At this moment, he was yelling at people in the banquet hall to gather together and hand over their mobile phones.

Su Wujing's eyes stopped on those guns. Su Wujing had already calculated the speed and angle of the guns he threatened to fire several times. He raised his hand and touched the wooden hairpin, but was held down by Lin Shuangchen before he could pull it out.

"Little Ancestor, this is no joke. Even if you want to take action, can you have a plan?"

Su Wujing turned around and asked him, "Is it illegal to kill these people?"

"No offense! But the problem is there are so many people, what if you accidentally injure them?"

Su Wujing frowned, "What does their life and death have to do with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me. A lot of it is merit." Lin Shuangchen held his hand and pressed it down forcefully. "My current body has great limitations. There are so many people and I can't help you. So, this Listen to me this time, I will find a way to attract some people's attention, you watch and do it."

Su Wujing refused, pushed Lin Shuangchen away and stood up.

The sudden movement immediately attracted the attention of all the kidnappers, who all focused on Su Wujing.

The man wearing a dog-head mask pointed a gun at Su Wujing and yelled, "Squat down for me! Hand over your phone!"

Lin Shuangchen, who was pushed down, had a headache. This child was really disobedient. He was still acting randomly at this time.

He quickly got up and took out the two mobile phones from his trouser pockets and threw them over. He naturally blocked Su Wujing's face and said, "I'm just asking for money. There's no need to do this. The children are still young and can't stand being scared."

Lin Shuangchen's attitude obviously pleased the kidnapper. The dog-headed man sneered, but did not move the gun away, "I know you, the most powerful person in charge of the Lin family in the capital!"

"Make a price, I can afford it no matter how much it is."

Lin Shuangchen said, pulling off the buttons on his sleeves with his palms facing back.

Feeling that Su Wujing had taken away the button in his hand and his shoulders were pressed down at the same time, Lin Shuangchen bent down and shot two buttons, hitting the dog-headed man's body with a speed comparable to a bullet.

One hit the eye, blood flew everywhere, and the other hit the wrist, and the gun fell to the ground.

While Su Wujing shot out the button, he supported Lin Shuangchen's back and rolled over to the ground. The steel needle in his hand shot out again, this time hitting another kidnapper.

With his feet on the ground, Su Wujing bent back and slid to avoid the bullets flying randomly. He raised his hands back and landed on the dining table. He picked up the knife and fork and threw it out.

Much more powerful than a button, Su Wujing still aimed at the key points and quickly knocked down six kidnappers.

Amidst the chaos of screams and gunfire, Lin Shuangchen could only do some auxiliary work, using his merits in exchange for props to protect other hostages in the banquet hall and avoid accidental injuries.

He looked at Su Wujing who was flying through the bullets and felt a little excited. With such amazing speed and reaction ability, it would be a pity not to become a special forces soldier.

No wonder Su Wujing looked down on him. After such a comparison, he also looked down on himself. He was too weak.

Lin Shuangchen complained to himself, reached out and used the prop to suck the gun on the ground, aimed and fired, hitting his right hand.

Soon, with the cooperation of the two, the gunfire almost disappeared. Su Wujing also pulled out the steel needle stuck in the kidnapper's heart, and walked towards the kidnappers whose hands were disabled by Lin Shuangchen without any warmth.

One of them was holding a pistol in his left hand, threatening Su Wujing not to come over, but his accuracy was obviously not good enough. Su Wujing didn't even dodge, and he got closer and closer, killing all the remaining kidnappers with three moves. solved.

Either the steel needle was inserted into the main artery of the neck or submerged in the heart. There was no room for resistance in Su Wujing's hands. They all fell to the ground, and bright red blood flowed out and dripped on the floor.

Su Wujing lowered his eyes and looked at the steel needle in his hand. He still preferred the knife. The wound would be cut perfectly and there was no need to waste time finding the right place.

He turned his head to look at Lin Shuangchen who was standing in the crowd, shook the steel needle in his hand and said, "Change it, it's dirty."