A taxi sped toward the main gate of the Lin Family Mansion.
As it approached, a ponytailed girl leaned out from the vehicle, waving her hand frantically and shouting loudly at Lin Tian.
Lin Tian instinctively paused, turned back to look.
The others were all revealing expressions of surprise, turning to look at the taxi and the girl shouting from the car.
Very soon.
The taxi stopped by the mansion gate.
The girl hurriedly got off the car and then, with a worried and urgent expression, ran toward Lin Jinhui.
The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.
She had her hair tied in a ponytail, wore a loose school uniform, and exuded the aura of a youthful girl.
Behind this girl were two other people.
A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman.
However.
The way they got out of the car was sowhat different.
The woman was being carried by the middle-aged man.
Moreover.
The woman’s hair was still jet black, yet her face was extrely pale, with very noticeable wrinkles, making her quite peculiar!
Her eyes were tightly shut, and she was in a state of unconsciousness.
"Brother Hui, Brother Hui, are you okay? Let bandage you up!"
The girl stepped forward to support Lin Jinhui, then ran back to the car, grabbed her bag, and returned, taking out bandages and other dical supplies from inside.
It was uncertain if she was still studying or if she was a nurse, but she not only carried so painkillers with her, her technique was also very skillful.
In a short while, the pain in Lin Jinhui’s hand was alleviated.
He straightened up, looked at the girl in astonishnt, and shouted, "Hiss... Damn... Zhang Shuyan, didn’t I tell your family to wait for my ssage? Why did you co here?"
"Brother Hui... My mother is critically ill and has fallen into a coma. We had no choice but to rush over hungry!"
Zhang Shuyan lowered her head slightly and pleaded with Lin Jinhui, "Brother Hui, you have to help us later. Your brother is now the genius of the Lin family; he surely can help us find Doctor Jiang Qianyu, right? He can surely cure my mother, right? I promise all the conditions you ntioned before, we all agree!"
"Young Master Hui, please, help save my wife!"
At this mont, the middle-aged man, carrying the unconscious woman, stepped forward and pleaded with Lin Jinhui, saying, "As long as my wife can wake up, that thing..."
"Shut up!"
Lin Jinhui, clutching his injured hand, endured the pain and shouted angrily at the middle-aged man, "Fool! Your whole family is foolish! Now stand aside and wait until I’m finished!"
The pain in his hand was so intense it made Lin Jinhui wish to kill!
Especially seeing Zhang Shuyan and her family appear, he beca even more frenzied.
The girl was nad Zhang Shuyan, and the middle-aged man was her father, Zhang Chen, a practitioner of Traditional Chinese dicine from Mizhou City.
The woman he was carrying was Lin Zhuruo, his wife!
This was a family of three!
Hearing Lin Jinhui’s roar, Zhang Chen hurriedly carried his wife to stand obediently to the side.
Yet this scene left many people exchanging glances.
Even Lin Tian was confused, asking Lin Yusheng, "Who are they?"
"I don’t know! Very unfamiliar, never seen them before!"
Lin Yusheng shook his head, his face filled with doubt and bewildernt.
"You, go kill him!"
At this mont, Lin Jinhui, who had recovered, shouted at two strong n who were standing nearby.
Previously, Lin Jinhui was restrained by Lin Tian, so they didn’t dare rush over.
Now, with orders given, they charged directly.
The two were forr special forces soldiers, very skilled.
"Don’t fight..."
Seeing this, Zhang Shuyan shrieked and wanted to stop them, tears falling from her eyes.
Unfortunately.
The two strong n were so fast, rushing in front of Lin Tian.
Yet, as soon as they reached the front, they were sent crashing away with two dull thuds.
"Damn..."
Seeing this, Lin Jinhui’s eyes widened in shock, his whole body trembling as he staggered backwards.
Previously, he thought Lin Tian was just relying on brute force.
Unexpectedly, his actual skill was so formidable!
The two attendants he brought along were extrely powerful.
Normally, even if seven or eight n wielded weapons, they couldn’t approach him with these two around.
But in front of him, those two were sent flying by Lin Tian in the blink of an eye.
Lin Jinhui didn’t even see how Lin Tian made his moves!
"Unwilling to apologize? Then it’s your next hand! The family gathering hasn’t started yet, I have plenty of ti to play with you!"
Lin Tian walked toward Lin Jinhui, saying, "If you lose both hands and feet and still don’t apologize, then I’ll have no choice but to make you a human stick and throw you into Liuu Fang River!"
"You can choose not to believe my words!"
By the end, Lin Tian’s voice grew increasingly cold and indifferent.
It carried no trace of emotion.
Lin Jinhui seed to sense a terrifying murderous intent, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.
"Ah... No, don’t hurt Brother Hui! My mother is gravely ill, and he promised to find Doctor Jiang Qianyu for ... Don’t hurt him..."
Suddenly, Zhang Shuyan rushed over, throwing herself over Lin Jinhui’s body, pleading with Lin Tian again, and then speaking to Lin Jinhui, "Brother Hui, I’m begging you! Apologize! I’m willing to give away my grandfather’s piece of land in Yunng City..."
"Shut up!"
Lin Jinhui’s expression drastically changed, his eyes glaring, shouting angrily at Zhang Shuyan, then he turned to Lin Tian, saying, "I... apologize!"
Once finished, Lin Jinhui lowered his head, enduring the hand pain, walking toward Lin Zhenyu and the other two, gritting his teeth, repeatedly apologizing.
Seeing this.
Lin Tian finally nodded in satisfaction.
"This waste... actually has such skill! But he’s just a brute, a brainless idiot... When my brother arrives, your whole family is dood!"
Lin Jinhui’s face turned ashen as he secretly thought viciously.
Regarding Lin Jinhui’s thoughts, Lin Tian was unaware.
He glanced at Zhang Shuyan and her family, his heart filled with so doubts.
Then, his gaze fell to the dog hole not far from the mansion gate, a cold smile erging at his lips.
Things weren’t over yet!
But at this mont, a black Geely car started to appear at the bottom of Mang Mountain.
The car quickly drove up to the mansion gate.
Four figures stepped out, a pair of middle-aged couples and two teenagers, around fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Uncle Lin Xuan, you’ve returned!"
Seeing the four appear, Lin Yusheng was slightly surprised, quickly greeted them.
"Ah... it’s Yusheng!"
The middle-aged man recognized Lin Yusheng, his expression changed, nodding and bowing as he led the two children and the woman forward, saying, "Xiao Long, Little Yi, quickly greet your cousin!"
The two children politely greeted, though their posture and words were sowhat fearful, very submissive.
Finally, Lin Yusheng introduced Lin Tian’s parents, and Lin Xuan was full of complints.
At this mont, Lin Tian realized this Lin Xuan family were a branch of the Lin family, technically barely related, almost not of the sa clan.
Facing a Great Clan like the Lin family, Lin Xuan’s posture was submissive to the extre.
"Get those damn crawling bugs out of sight, hurry up and go inside through the side door!"
Listening to the chit-chat, Lin Jinhui, already filled with frustration, couldn’t help but shout at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan shivered and rushed to apologize, preparing to enter through the small side door with his wife and children.
"Wait!"
But at this mont, Lin Tian stopped Lin Xuan’s family, then looked at his parents, asking, "What does this door an?"
It was now that Lin Tian noticed the Lin Family Mansion’s gate was divided into three doors, two large and one small, with the small one positioned most remotely.
"Brother Tian..."
Before Lin Zhenyu and the others could explain, Lin Yusheng started to explain to Lin Tian, "The central large gate is generally used by guests, the other side is for direct relatives. The small door is for side branches, close to the dog hole. Earlier, Lin Jinhui probably was going to let Third Uncle and Third Aunt use the small door!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Tian’s expression suddenly beca grim.
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