Chapter 747

"Big brother, as you expected, we caught those fools."

With a heavy cold hum, the black horse reported to Zhou Zaihui on the sofa: "are you not holding them?"

"These are our hostage chips. Keep your eyes on them."

He took a strong puff of smoke, and Zhou waved his hand: "as long as these people are in hand, our safety will be guaranteed. You can watch them in person."

"Yes, big brother."

Nodding, the black horse turned to leave, but when he turned around, his eyes flashed a trace of killing.

Uneasy, uneasy.

I don't know why, Zhou Hua can't leave this time, with unspeakable palpitation in his heart.

Which link is wrong?

He took a hard puff at his cigarette and took a sip of his red wine. Since you can't think of it, let's wait and see.

The black horse left the room and took a look at the ten kidnapped special police officers.

Lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, he remembered the notice he had received not long ago.

Is his undercover career finally over?

Bang, Bang

A burst of gunfire brought his thoughts back.

Lin fan, who came out of nowhere, is killing everyone?

There was a lot of gunfire, but it was the people who fell.

Lin Fan jumped up, did not land, but attached to the wall, the next second suddenly kick.

Like an arrow leaving the string, it pours at the nearest member of Qingtang.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

The first one, van, fires the trigger.

But something frightening happened. No matter how much he pulled, he couldn't pull the trigger.

What's more, it seems that you can't feel it?

Pooh.

The sound of blood shooting, the hand holding the gun is broken.

"Ah My hands... "

Looking at the cut-off hand, scared the whole person to open his mouth and shout, but also called out just.

The neck was a little cold and painful, and a stream of blood splashed out.

Scream as if detonated the entire third floor, those who have come back to God of the enemy have aimed at Lin fan.

However, their fate, all step on the brother's footsteps just now.

My hand

My neck

The noise of the sound sounded, only two seconds fleeting.

The ten special police officers who were held in custody were all gaping.

Although some of them had experienced the shadow killer group, they were shocked to see it again.

Relying on the strength of one person, he directly killed ten armed enemies.

Is it possible? Is it really possible?

The blood and screams at the scene have answered this question well.

"Sir."

Take back their eyes, ten people worship to Lin fan.

"Well, get rid of the remaining minions."

Cut off a man's hemp rope, Lin Fan threw a dagger in the past: "this action, soldiers to soldiers, king to King."

"Yes, sir."

Pick up the guns on the ground, ten people quickly disperse and start to deal with the small minions.

With the fingers of the dagger swinging gently, the dagger spins faster and faster.

Whew.

The dagger flies out and inserts into the edge of the door lock.

"Sneaky, I'm not that accurate next time."

Picking up the dagger at the foot, Lin fan rotates slowly again.

"Ha ha, Lin Shao, it's me, black horse."

He quickly raised his hands and came out from behind the door with a smile on his face.

The flying dagger was just two centimeters away from where he had been hiding.

If you were a little more accurate, he would be a cyclops now.