After the roaring gunfire.
Jingle, the open road pulled out slender sparks.
A 12mm long shell bullet, dangling on the ground.
Lin Yin's face was expressionless, and a cruel meaning floated from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were cold and looked at the roof of the building.
Wen 12 clearly saw Lin Yin's cold expression and contemptuous eyes through the sight on the roof of the building.
Sweat came out of his forehead and his hair stood upright.
"Me, am I empty? It's impossible! Why isn't he dead!"
Wen 12 couldn't believe it and said, his eyes were godless, his hands were soft, and the heavy snipers fell to the ground.
Isn't that terrible? How did the young man in white shirt do it?
Wen 12 was 100% sure that his shot was definitely aimed at the head, but as a result, the bullet didn't hit?
I can't figure out what happened.
"Wen 12, what's the matter with you?" Wen 9 asked with a frown.
"Brother nine, I, I don't know. He didn't die. He rushed into the Zecheng group." Wen 12 said bitterly, "but brother nine, I'm sure I must have hit him! No, I must have aimed at him. I don't know if he hid."
Wen 12 explained incoherently that he was very clear about the cruel system of the Wenjia dark guard. If such a low-level situation occurred in the execution of the task, he was likely to be killed by brother 9 himself!
Fortunately, the general trend of the Wen family has been set. If there is an empty gun when killing the Qi family some time ago, his wife and children may be killed, and he will definitely be considered to have been bribed!
"Shut up, you loser! Don't explain to me! How can anyone hide from heavy snipers?" Wen Jiu scolded coldly. "Wen 12, if it's not for my cousin's sake, I'll kill you now! Your garbage shooting skills also mean that you are a member of the Wenjia dark guard?"
"I heard that you like to play with women in the imperial Dance City recently?" Wen Jiu glanced at Wen 12 coldly. "Things that play with things and lose heart are soft, and you can't even hold the gun! When you go back, you will shut your door to me and don't participate in future tasks!"
"Yes! Yes, listen to brother nine." Wen 12 wiped a sweat on his forehead and said respectfully, but he thought that you wouldn't kill the young man if you fucking shot him!
"Brother nine, the surveillance camera shows that the young man has rushed into the stairs and seems to be really going to rush up to find us," said another man in black, holding a tablet computer full of a sense of science and technology.
"Very good, get ready. Don't kill him before you come up. If you catch him alive, you must interrogate him as the carrier pigeon sent by the gate valve." Wen Jiu said faintly, with a look of Zhizhu in his hand.
"Copy that! Brother nine!"
The other three men in black put forward black boxes and took out the weapons they were good at.
On the other side, Lin Yin rushed up the pedestrian stairs of Zecheng group for the first time.
Three minutes.
Lin Yin reached the rooftop on the 60th floor, kicked off the steel gate, looked at the four men in black clothes side by side, and looked at Yu Zecheng who was dying on the steel wire.
"Ouch, you have two skills. Can you kick the iron gate?" Wen Jiu said with a playful expression, wiping his fist and palm, which rang through the bones.
"Alone? I think you're here to deliver vegetables?"
After that, Wen Jiu didn't know when he took out a pistol and opened fire with a bang. His technique was as fast as lightning. It was obvious that he was a gun King level master proficient in firearms.
He's going to shoot Lin Yin first and destroy his leg.
Dang!
The bullet hit the iron gate, but Lin Yin disappeared, as if he had disappeared in front of them.
"This?" Wen Jiu frowned and was shocked.
Bang!
A terrible impact came from behind. Lin Yin's ghostly figure appeared. Wen Jiu, who kicked, flew dozens of meters away, fell heavily to the ground and coughed and vomited blood.
The other three men in black were shocked and immediately reacted. They raised their guns and were about to fire.
Lin Yin didn't give them a chance. He rushed up as fast as lightning. A whip and legs swept across. They all broke the bones of his hands on the spot, and the guys in his hands crashed to the ground.
Then, a few punches came face to face, and all of them were knocked out.
Lin Yin turned back and was about to deal with Wen Jiu.
Suddenly, there was a fierce wind blowing on my face, and a sharp blade was exposed and straight into my throat.
Wen Jiu is the master of this group! Take Yu Zecheng's master!
Lin Yin sneered, as fast as the wind. He raised his hand and clamped the dagger between his fingers. The dagger shriveled in an instant.
"You?" Wen Jiu sweated madly on his forehead and stared at the mysterious young man in front of him.
You know, he is very fast. With a dagger, anyone with a pistol or machine gun can be stabbed to death before firing!
It was such a terrible means that was defused by the young man's understatement and clamped his knife with his fingers?
Bang!
Lin Yin kicked out with a dull sound, and Wen Jiu flew out like a kite.
But in mid air, Wen Jiu suddenly bounced back and turned over in the air, hitting Lin Yin's head with two fists.
This skill is really unusual.
Lin Yin caught Wen Jiu's fist. Both of them were as fast as the wind and rain. They at least punched each other in ten seconds.
Crackling.
After the fight, Wen Jiu's face turned pale and stayed where he was. He suddenly fell to his knees, making a click all over his body. His eyes were full of panic and stared at Lin Yin.
Wen Jiu's muscles and bones are broken. His bones can't support his body!
"You? What kind of master are you?" Wen jiumianlu said bitterly.
He felt that he was already very strong. He was an expert who was not afraid of guns. He could hit thousands of kilograms with one punch, but he couldn't walk through ten rounds from the hands of the mysterious young man.
"Oh." Lin Yin sneered, "you're good enough to last ten seconds under my fist."
With that, Lin Yin ignored Wen Jiu, who was broken, turned back and took off, broke the steel wire and helped Yu Zecheng down.
"Master Yin, I knew you would come to save me. Master Yin's kindness is unforgettable." Yu Zecheng gasped, dying.
"These people have been handed over to you. You must give me one, two or three." Lin Yin said calmly.
"I will definitely pry open their mouths!" Yu Zecheng said with blood in his mouth. His eyes were full of anger. It was obvious that he had deep resentment against these people!
Soon, Yu Zecheng transferred his confidants and dragged all the four dark guards killers of the Wen family to the basement of Zecheng group. Yu Zecheng casually bandaged his wounds and went down to torture them in person.
More than an hour later.
Lin Yin sat in the president's office, expressionless, tasting black tea.
With two thumps, Yu Zecheng knocked at the door and came in.
"Yinye, I used the electric chair. The four of them have spoken and told a lot of secret things about the literati." Yu Zecheng changed his clothes and said respectfully.
Lin Yin put down the teacup, "you go on."