"He can't escape."

A short and ugly man came over, with a wretched smile on his mouth. His eyes looked at people, as if he wanted to swallow them. If his expression was reflected from a beautiful woman, it would definitely make many men's blood boil, but it would show it from his short and ugly person's face...

Lin Kun reacted, picked up the gun and aimed at the ugly monster's face, pushed the gun's safety bolt away with his thumb, and then pulled the trigger with a sneer.

Bang!

The moment the gunshot was heard, the short and ugly man hid to the side, and the tall man hurriedly rushed towards Lin Kun. The two of them cooperated very skillfully, and Lin Kun was knocked away at this time.

Two people, one tall and one short, were not very good-looking, chased Lin Kun together and attacked Lin Kun. They swung their fists hard and kicked a gust of wind from their feet. The two of these two people are not simple in the background, they are the second of the twelve gods of war in the Poye organization.

The tall and agile person is called Zhan Dian, and the short and ugly person is called Zhan Jiu. Zhan Dian likes to taste the blood of the enemy, and Zhan Jiu only likes to drink.

Killing and drinking, drinking and killing people is the same thing for war wine that has been distorted since childhood. He killed someone and exchanged a bounty, and then exchanged a bounty for wine.

After drinking, his body can always burst out with unusual power.

This may be talent.

Comparing the number of people, Lin Kun is currently one to two. Under the dead tree, there is also a black-robed Cai Keman. I heard that the Lord’s clones are eleven. If they are killed by one, Lin Kun will have to take off at least one layer of skin.

The enemy is three and one, and we are not at the top of the box.

But if you want to be talented, Lin Kun will be able to run rampant in this desert north for three years and become the top soldier king in China.

Bang!

When Lin Kun was not serious, he had loopholes all over his body, which made Zhan Dian and Zhan Jiu feel that it would be a waste to do something with him once, and he could kill him in one move.

But Lin Kun, who became serious, still had two fists and two legs. Not to mention there was no loophole on his body, there were loopholes on his body in his eyes.

Bang, clang, bang...

Zhan Dian and Zhan Jiu originally suppressed Lin Kun in all directions, but in just half a breath, Lin Kun's fists and feet were greeted on them.

Zhan Dian's body was tall, like a reduced version of the ape, Tarzan, and as agile as a little monkey. When Lin Kun's fist hit his shoulder, he seemed to hear his arm and made a crackling sound.

This sound is not loud, but it can penetrate the eardrum and it has a strong pain...

My arm was not broken, but I was dislocated.

"I've fought with you!"

Zhanjiu saw his good brother being injured, and for a moment he rushed over like crazy.

The Twelve Gods of War are indeed very strong, but Lin Kun has long been a existence whose combat power surpasses that of the Gods of War. In the past, when he had not learned internal martial arts, he could only be a top-level soldier king. Now that he has internal martial arts, he has applied his energy to his body and condensed it on his fists and feet. This is a qualitative change.

Bang……

He punched Zhan Jiu's face. His face looked ugly and had a bad texture. Lin Kun quickly retracted his fist and then added another kick. The big foot board directly stepped on Zhan Jiu's face that had already flown out, and a bang...

"You... angered me!"

People in the world all have a bad temper. They are obviously not opponents, but they still like to talk big. They brag and pretend to be 13. Zhanjiu untied a gourd from his waist, opened the lid, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth.

Gululu...

After a few sips of wine, Zhanjiu's alcohol content was not very good. He had already started to punch the ground under his feet, and his arms were even posing like a drunken fist.

"Hahaha..."

Zhanjiu's eyes were cold and his physical strength increased sharply. At this moment, he had the determination to even dare to kill the Lord, let alone the soldier king in Mobei in front of him.

Whoosh!

A flying fist, followed by Zhan Jiu's resolute and cold face. Not to mention anything else, just this attitude alone is equivalent to announcing the death penalty to Lin Kun. (Two One)

But the facts are always beyond expectations. After the power of war wine exploded, he thought of turning Lin Kun into a useless person with one punch after another.

For a true master, killing him is not terrible, and terrible is even more terrible.

Lin Kun suddenly stretched out his hand, and the chief leader directly grabbed the fist that Zhan Jiu waved.

Zhan Jiu's face was shocked. He tried all his strength to pull his fist back. (June 4th)

But the palm of our King Lin Dabing is that you can leave as long as you want?

Crack...

Lin Kun exerted force on his hand, and half of Zhan Jiu's arm suddenly turned into a twist, and a heart-wrenching scream came out. His eyes widened, and the blood inside was clear. He rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Lin Kun slapped over with a big mouth, "Don't be in a hurry to dizzy, there's one arm."

"No……"

Zhanjiu's wine woke up, and he opened his voice and wanted to beg for mercy. Unfortunately, he was ugly and slow to react. With a crunch, another one was ruined.

"Eat him!"

Under the dead tree, the 11th Venerable Cai Keman waved his hand to Lin Kun, and a large area of ​​black crows flew over.

These crows were all going to be sperm. Their eyes were blood red one by one, and they opened their mouths and were about to pull them to the peck.

The crow's mouth was as sharp as a sickle.

When fighting with others, Lin Kun was naturally not a problem. He felt a strong sense of uneasiness when fighting with so many crows, so he quickly waved the black and white ghost animals and rushed towards Cai Keman.

Cai Keman's pair of Yin and Yang eyes changed rapidly at this time. The eyes that had been blind also emitted a strange luster.

Lin Kun looked at all in front of him and knew that the other party was about to start to confuse his mind again. However, although he knew, he still felt that he was still obsessed with it, feeling that there was a darkness in front of him.

Lin Kun immediately smiled, "Is this the common strength of your venerables? It seems that it really took my life to make a bunch of black stuff."

"Arrogant!"

Venerable No. 11 roared and followed the sunshine in the forest, black lines wrapped around Lin Kun.

Lin Kun was not afraid at all. The pair of black and white ghost animals in his hand began to block together with their hands, cutting off the black lines used below, and dealing with the crows that were swooping down from above.
Chapter completed!