"How can we ignore it!" Lin Qinghan pushed Zhang Xuan's hand away, "Even if we are trying to get into a car, we should take a look at it in terms of emotion and reason!"

"Can't go." Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed the car door tightly, "What's wrong with this old man."

"What's wrong? Zhang Xuan, when you encounter something, you have to think about how to solve it, not how to escape! Take your hand away!"

"No." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"I'll let you take it away!" Lin Qinghan pushed Zhang Xuan hard, but couldn't push it at all.

Zhang Xuan glanced around the vehicle. Someone had already seen what happened here and surrounded him, "Jiang Jing, hurry up, drive away."

"Mr. Zhang, this... can't leave." Jiang Jing shook his head, "I also think I should go down and take a look. No matter what, we hit the person."

Just as the three people in the car were arguing about whether to walk or not, there was a slap sound outside the car.

A young man who looked over 20 was reaching out his hand, slapped the car window with anger, cursing, "Hey, hey, hey, I hit someone, didn't you see it? Get out of the car quickly!"

"That's right, who is this person? He won't be sent to the hospital if he hits someone. He is a pretty girl, why is he a vicious person?" A middle-aged woman standing next to her watching the show also made a sound.

The sealing properties of this Jetta are not particularly good. The voices of outsiders can clearly reach Lin Qinghan's ears, which makes Lin Qinghan's face look particularly ugly.

"Qinghan, ignore them, Jiang Jing, drive away first. Let's deal with the matter here when the police arrive." Zhang Xuan pressed the lock of the car door.

"Zhang Xuan, get out of here!" Lin Qinghan pushed Zhang Xuan and opened the door lock. As soon as she reached out to open the door, the door was pulled open from outside.

The young man who was hitting the glass stared at Lin Qinghan with a bad face and cursed: "Damn it, I'll sit in the car? I can't see if I hit someone? Get out of here!"

"Sorry." Lin Qinghan expressed an apology to the young man, "We..." As soon as she was about to speak, she saw the young man take out a dagger from behind and stab her head hard.

The dagger dilated in Lin Juhan's pupils, and the sharp and cold light flashed. At this critical moment, Lin Qinghan felt a huge force coming from behind, and then she fell irresistibly toward the rear. A strong arm also appeared in front of her eyes at this time, facing the sharp dagger.

The arms and daggers intersected, bringing a hot blood, sprayed on Lin Qinghan's face, with a fiery and hot temperature.

Lin Qinghan subconsciously screamed.

"Get out!" Zhang Xuan hugged Lin Qinghan, kicked the young man outside the car door, and at the same time pulled the car door with his still bleeding arm, pressing the door lock heavily.

As a professional bodyguard, Jiang Jing discovered something was wrong at the first time. She picked up the stick in the handrail box, opened the car door and rushed down.

The old man who was lying in front of the car and was just in shape suddenly jumped up and stabbed Jiang Jing with a dagger.

What happened made Lin Juehan's eyes widen.

"Zhang Xuan...you...how are you?" Lin Ruihan grabbed Zhang Xuan's arm and looked at the wound that was ten centimeters long on it. His panicked eyes were full of concern.

Zhang Xuan grinned and waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, you can sit in the car, don't move around, I'll help."

"Recognize...know." Zhang Xuan seemed a little nervous when asked by his wife.
Chapter completed!