"Drop the guns in your hands right now, or else he'll be dead in the next second." Jocelyn ordered as she looked around at the blond-haired, blue-eyed black-clad men who were holding up their guns and pointing them at Noah.
There had just been such a big confrontation that she had to not have a gun in their hands.
Otherwise, there is no guarantee that when the time comes, after they release the men, then shoot them directly.
In a real shootout, there were too few of them here to have the upper hand.
"When we lose ours, you'll have to lose yours too." the young man said.
"We don't lose it," said Jocelyn.
"And what gives us the right to throw it?" The young man added.
Noah snorted coldly and placed his hand on the trigger, the muzzle of the gun pressing hard into the back of his head, "Just because I can blow your head off in the next second."
Although he knew in his heart that they wouldn't dare to shoot, there was a chance that the gun would go off, and it wouldn't be a good idea to keep pointing it at his head.
After watching them all drop their guns, Jocelyn gave a wink to the bodyguard beside her.
The bodyguards understood and went forward to search the group of black-clad men.
Making sure that there was, indeed, nothing on them, the bodyguards returned to Jocelyn and Noah's side once again.
Noah was there the whole time, his face cold.
At this moment, he has a calm appearance, with coolness and indifference in his temperament.
Like a most elegant slayer.
After carefully searching the young man's back to make sure he didn't have a gun, he then slowly withdrew it and stood up straight away, returning to Jocelyn's side.
"Then take your time and drive." said Jocelyn indifferently.
She then took Noah's arm and said with a smile, "Let's get on the plane first."
At these words, Noah's tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed and he nodded, picking her up in front of all eyes and walking delicately down the hill.
Being stared at by so many people, Jocelyn then blushed.
She subconsciously hooked her hands around Noah's neck and whispered, "Put me down, I can walk."
Noah scrutinised her face and whispered softly in her ear, "It's easy to go uphill, but hard to go downhill, and I don't want you to fall."
At those words, Jocelyn's heart warmed.
So carefully cared for that way that he was not even comfortable with her going downhill beside him.
The two were so in love that they instantly stung the hearts of all the single men present.
They are now at the top of a vertical stone wall up to 20 metres high.
The reason it was so easy to come up at that time was because the mountain, which is connected next to the rock wall, slopes more slowly.
But even so, the descent is difficult.
At every step, Noah took an incomparable amount of care.
It was not that he was worried about falling.
Instead, he was worried that the woman in their arms might be bumped.
Noah walked at the front, while the others followed carefully, each one's written with disbelief.
At this point, everyone was muttering in their minds.
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