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Seeing that the guys behind him were hit by several large trucks, Lin Junhe couldn't help laughing.

This is self-inflicted iniquity, and you cannot live.

If you want to force yourself to stop, then I'll let you stop.

It just so happened that He Yizhou had a company that made earthwork and gravel, and these big trucks were originally transporting sand and gravel.

Lin Junhe made a phone call, and they were directly on standby here.

After Lin Junhe's Wuling Hongguang was gone, a few people got down from those big trucks, and directly pulled out the people in those cars.

At this time, these guys were all covered in blood, and although they didn't kill anyone, they looked miserable enough.

However, He Yizhou's people don't care if they are miserable or not, dare to trouble Master Lin, and let you know what it means to be truly miserable.

You can't even write a terrible word on the ground with blood.

After a few slaps, several people were woken up by He Yizhou's subordinates, and under the violent beating, he even explained what his ancestors were called by the eighteenth generation.

After receiving He Yizhou's call, Lin Junhe smiled faintly and hung up the phone.

Since the people of the Wang family are so anxious to find death, after I go back this time, I promise to meet their requirements.

"Just now...... Was there a car accident in the back just now?Are you okay?" Chu Moxin's whole person was a little confused.

Those cars seem to be following them all the time, but all of them have a series of car accidents all at once?

"It's okay, maybe they're playing real bumper cars. Lin Junhe said casually.

“......”

"Don't worry, I've already called 120. Lin Junhe smiled, but shook his head in his heart.

The "120" that I hit by myself is a bit special, if you don't save people, you will only beat people.

He had just come out with Lin Junhe for a short time, and he had encountered many things that he would not normally encounter, and Chu Moxin was really full of apprehension about the next two-day hot spring trip.

Let's hope nothing happens.

After more than an hour's drive, Lin Junhe finally saw the true face of Yunhai Mountain.

At first glance, it is still quite magnificent, with clouds and mist at the top, quite a bit fairy.

The hot spring villa was built in a gentle section halfway up the mountain, and when Lin Junhe arrived, there were already many people in the hot spring villa.

More than half of them are people in Chu Moxin's company.

When he came here, Lin Junhe suddenly remembered that he had actually driven such a broken car and came, but he had miscalculated.

Although she doesn't care about these things, she has to meet a lot of colleagues in Chu Moxin's company today, which will inevitably make her feel ashamed.

Immediately, Lin Junhe looked towards Chu Moxin's side, but found that she didn't have a sense of nostalgia, but always had a faint smile on her face, looking quite happy.

She was indeed very happy, because this was her first time traveling with Lin Junhe.

Although it was only a tour organized by the company, she was already very satisfied.

As for the rest, she really didn't think much of it.

Seeing Chu Moxin concentrating on the scenery outside the window, Lin Junhe couldn't help but smile and slowly drove the car into the hot spring villa.

At the entrance of the hot spring villa, there is a huge stone with four bright red characters written on it.

The villa was still quite empty, so Lin Junhe casually found a place to stop the car.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they saw several people walking towards this side.

"Moxin, you're late. A hearty female voice sounded, and I saw three men and two women stop, and one of them was waving in this direction.

"I shouldn't have missed dinner yet, right?" Chu Moxin smiled slightly, then took Lin Junhe's hand and walked over there.

"No, no, yes, this is your husband? ”

The woman who spoke was the woman who beckoned to Chu Moxin just now, she looked a few years older than her, and her temperament was quite good.

"Hmm. Chu Moxin's face was scarlet, but he still nodded, and then looked at Lin Junhe: "This is Mr. Yang of our head office, these are Mr. Sun, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Lin, ......."

"Oh, what about Mr. Yang, we are good girlfriends, why, you forgot me when you have a husband?"

The woman smiled, ran over and grabbed Lin Junhe's other hand, and looked at Lin Junhe: "I remember that your name is Lin Junhe, although you are very handsome, but don't want to completely snatch Moxin away from me, I spent high school and college with her!"

After that, several people walked towards the hotel in the villa together, and after some small talk, Lin Junhe knew.

This self-acquainted woman, named Yang Wenhui, and Chu Moxin can be regarded as best friends, although they are not in the same class in high school and college, they are both in the same school.

In the company before, I also took care of her a lot.

Along the way, Lin Junhe always felt that there was a malicious gaze sweeping towards him.

As soon as I observed, I realized that it was Mr. Zhao who was looking at himself from time to time with a gaze full of resentment.

This made Lin Junhe a little puzzled, he had never provoked him, what did he mean by this?

But immediately, Lin Junhe understood what was going on, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

When several people entered the hotel, Yang Wenhui pulled Chu Moxin and said that he was going to buy juice.

Lin Junhe was left alone with a few men, and several people immediately showed their true colors.

I saw that the man who was called Mr. Zhao, who looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, looked at Lin Junhe with a playful face, stretched out a hand and said lightly: "Meet me, Zhao Hui." ”

"Lin Junhe. Lin Junhe also opened his mouth lightly, stretched out a hand and shook it with him, wanting to see what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Sure enough, as soon as he shook hands, Zhao Hui's ill intentions were suddenly exposed.

He immediately exerted all the strength of his body, concentrated it in the palm of his hand, and shook it violently.

He has practiced sanda for several years, and his strength is greater than that of ordinary people.

But Lin Junhe ate him, but he still looked at Zhao Hui with a smile.

This made Zhao Hui stunned, this kid, is this holding on, or is he really not feeling?

Impossible.

Immediately, Zhao Hui continued to increase his strength, and it can be said that he used all the strength to eat.

However, Lin Junhe still had a smile on his face, and his face did not change at all, not even frowning.

This made Zhao Hui depressed, so he wanted to stop.

However, at this moment, Lin Junhe suddenly opened his mouth slightly, although he didn't make a sound, Zhao Hui could see that he was talking.

；“ It's my turn. ”

In the next second, Zhao Hui's mouth immediately erupted with a scream that was even worse than killing a pig. "Hands, my hands, ah!!"