With a tingling sound, all the bullets hit Lin Kun's feet. Almost every bullet was infinitely close to piercing his leg bones. The sand and gravel around it splashed, leaving bullet craters on the spot.

I'll go!

Lin Kun rushed to the sniper. The sniper was wearing a black facial scarf. The bullets in his left pistol had been shot out. Lin Kun would not give him time to change the magazine. He jumped up and kicked the sniper's chest under his feet.

Bang

He kicked Lin Kun at a very fast speed. Even if the sniper wanted to dodge, he couldn't dodge.

The sniper screamed in pain, and his legs flew backwards off the ground. Lin Kun followed and quickly chased after him, swung his left hand, and the triangular army stinged in his hand. An arc fell in mid-air and pierced the sniper's chest.

After the sniper landed, he quickly bounced from the ground. The two bulletless pistols in his hand rushed towards Lin Kun. At the same time, two machete-like short slashing knives were twitching from his calf. He faced the triangular stinging army in Lin Kun's hand and killed them.

Ding, Ding Ding Ding

The Sanling Army Battalion and two slashing swords fought each other, and sparks flew everywhere. At the same time, Lin Kun's sniper retreated one after another and immediately reached the edge of the roof. The sniper's legs stole a steady stance, and the two slashing swords in his hand crossed and slashed towards Lin Kun's throat.

Lin Kun dodged backwards, and the sniper immediately rushed over with a short sword. The two war horses and short swords were waving in the air, and the sniper's mouth made a whimpering sound, with extremely arrogant voices.

Lin Kun took six or seven steps in a row, suddenly stood firm under his feet, and the triangular military spear in his hand swung down in mid-air, slashing down at the two tightly pressing horse-slashing swords.

Click

Two short swords were cut off and fell to the ground. The sniper obviously did not expect this result. He quickly retreated in panic. Lin Kun took the opportunity to sting the Sanling Army and lifted the mask on the sniper's face away.

The sniper took two steps back and stood firm, but Lin Kun did not chase him immediately. The two were three or five meters apart, and their eyes were calmly looking at each other. The sniper's eyes were shocked and fell on the sting in Lin Kun's hand.

Your military sect is a famous Chinese soldier and a ghost beast? The sniper asked calmly, with a hint of fear in his tone.

You are quite sensible. Lin Kun sneered with his eyes and said that Du Jiu, the elite of the Chinese killer world, is said to have no head that he cannot break, only his life that he cannot take.

The expression on the sniper's face shook, do you know who I am? Lin Kun sneered and said: Don't get me wrong, I didn't know because of your fame, but the last time you hid in the dark and came to save Du Ao this time, so I thought that you should be Du Jiu, the nephew who killed Buddha with a smile. You and your uncle have a good reputation. Today,

Seeing that it was exactly the same as I thought, since I, Lin Kun, had my life here.

Du Jiu's expression was slightly stunned, and he said with a hint of resentment: Do you really think you can kill me!?

Lin Kun smiled slightly, and you'll know if you try it.

After he finished speaking, before Lu Jiu could speak, Lin Kun had already rushed towards him. Lu Jiu threw two broken short swords, pulled out another Swiss army knife from his waist, held it in his hand and assassinated Lin Kun.

Under the roof, on the opposite road, the car with the gas tank blown out was still burning. Lin Kun seemed to hear the souls of the brothers from the special operations office in the car screaming in the sky. They were looking at him, their eyes full of anger and begging, letting him avenge them.

Swish                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

The sound of the wrist

Puchi!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

I didn't take Lin Kun seriously at all.

The reason why he can touch the roof is because of his cleverness. He can cut off his two short swords. That is the weapon in his hand, but now he can penetrate his wrist. This is

ah!

A miserable scream came out from Du Jiu's mouth. His hand holding the Swiss army knife tightly released. The moment the saber was about to land, Lin Kun kicked the toes, and the saber flew up again, and was held in his hand by Lin Kun, and then he stabbed Du Jiu's shoulder violently.

Another light sound, the saber pierced directly into Du Jiu's shoulder, and another ray of blood was spurted out. Lin Kun followed the saber out, and more blood was spurted out. The bloody red blood shone under the sun, revealing a strange and bright light, and the thick blood spread out.

With the smell of death

Ah!!!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

How terrible is the king?

There are many legends in the world, most of which are exaggerated, but the Wolf King in Mobei, whose face is cold and whose eyes are shining with the light of death, is definitely much more terrifying than those in the world.

Everything is too late, everything will be settled for Du Jiu. His eyes are filled with fear and despair. He killed so many people, and the excitement after each success seemed to suddenly surge out of his heart and turned into unparalleled despair.

Swish swish swish

Lin Kun held the Swiss Army knife and quickly cut more than ten swords on Du Jiu's body. The knife speed was extremely fast. In almost a few seconds, Du Jiu's clothes became to pieces, and blood oozed out of his clothes. Each sword was not fatal, but it was enough to make the person who was beaten to the bone.

ah

Du Jiu's screams were filled with despair and fear. At this time, he had already predicted that he would not be able to escape unsuccessfully, but such torture still made him feel scared. It would be better to kill him with one knife.

Liu Xingfu and Zhang Han were guarding under the roof. When they heard the screams from the roof, their faces became nervous. The gunshot just now were already nervous enough. The screams at this moment seemed to be the final dust settled.

After listening carefully, the sound was not Lin Kun's, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The door of the factory workshop opened. Lin Kun came out of the inside with Du Jiu covered in blood and threw it to the ground with a thump. Liu Xingfu and Zhang Han immediately surrounded him. The two looked at the blood-covered Lu Jiu on the ground, and then looked at Lin Kun covered in blood.
Chapter completed!