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Chapter 128 Underground Raid

In the underground training ground, there were several naked bodies lying everywhere. The crazy night and the plan drained everyone's physical and mental strength.

A team of heavily armed thugs, under the command of a ninja, pried open the door to the underground training ground.

Ying She raised her somewhat heavy head and stroked the steel-like body beneath her, with a satisfied smile on her face. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, naked, ran to the door, and took out her mobile phone from her handbag.

, aiming at Lin Hun’s side face.

"Click".

The flash flashed, and a handsome profile appeared on the phone. Unfortunately, a scar ruined the overall beauty.

"who?"

Lin Hun quickly got up and took a defensive posture towards Ying She. However, he relaxed when he saw clearly that the other person was holding a mobile phone.

"Click", there was another soft sound. Lin Hun immediately cheered up and raised his ears. After the soft sound, there were messy and light footsteps outside the door. From these footsteps, it can be inferred that there were no less than ten people coming.

And they are all well-trained.

Without enough time to put on his clothes, Lin Hun made a leap, rushed behind the support pillar of the training ground, and looked towards the only passage of the training ground. A stream of infrared rays came from the entrance, aiming at Vodka and others who fell to the ground.

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Hihara, who was sleeping at the door, seemed to be awakened by the noise, but the moment he opened his eyes, a cold saber was placed on his neck. Hihara was already silent and did not dare to make any rash move.

He grabbed a barbell next to him, gently removed the discus from the barbell, and placed it under his feet.

"Wow, is it really him?"

Ying She's excited voice came from the back room. On the phone, Lin Huan, who had removed his scar, had the same edges and smile as the other photo. With a swipe of her finger, Ying She placed the eyes in the other photo.

There is no sense of inconsistency in the current photo, it is exactly what Lin Hun looks like.

Listening to Yingshe's cry, Lin Huan's heart rose to his throat. Two thugs were quietly touching the small storage room, and the other thug, at the ninja's signal, gently touched the still sleeping girl.

A few boxers ago, the spurs in their hands were aimed at the necks of Vodka and others.

"***u." Looking at the opponent's movements, it was obvious that he wanted to kill Tai Tan and others with one blow. Lin Huan didn't have time to think about it, and he aimed the two discus in his hand at the back of the two assassins' heads.

"Bang, bang", two sounds of metal colliding with skulls woke up the sleeping Titan. Vodka and Black Elephant also woke up the nervous thugs.

"Click!", these thugs pulled the trigger almost instinctively, shooting bullets one after another at the load-bearing pillar where Lin Hun was hiding and the Titans who fell on the ground.

Lin Hun shrank his head and hid behind the load-bearing pillar. He could vaguely see that Tai Tan and others used the thugs in front of them as shields and fled into the toilet.

A dozen thugs quickly divided into two teams, one team of five people, two in front and three in back, and came towards Lin Hun. The gunshots continued, and two of the five men always maintained their vitality to suppress Lin Hun, while the other three

People carry out this warning.

The cement blocks hit by the bullets splashed everywhere. Feeling the vibration from his back, Lin Huan took a deep breath. When he counted to 15, the gunshots stopped. He jumped up suddenly and threw the discus in his hand.

, like a flying saucer hitting the earth, knocking down the two thugs in front.

His body rolled on the spot, grabbed the iron bar on the ground, and when he stood up, he raised the iron bar and hit the gun-wielding thug directly in the crotch, knocking a thug who was two heads shorter than Lin Hun directly into the air. Then he twisted around and swept across

, before the other two thugs could fire, the wildly spinning iron rod directly knocked the charge away.

They were shaved up and down, rolled up and down, and picked up at their fingertips. In an instant, Lin Hun had 5 gun-wielding thugs. Looking back at the training ground, three girls had been shot in the body and fell to the ground. Feihara was kneeling on the ground.

In front of the ninja, his body was like a sieve of chaff.

"To capture the thief first capture the king".

Lin Hun could naturally tell that the ninja was the leader of the attack. The blood filling the training ground inspired his wild nature.

Dragging the iron rod, Lin Hun took a few steps toward the ninja in an "S" shape, like an angry lion, rushing towards the ninja.

Seeing Lin Hun rushing towards him, the ninja's eyes flashed with surprise, he casually took out a few square darts and threw them out without even looking at them.

Facing the darts that glowed with blue light, Lin Hun was not in a hurry. He drew out the iron rod with a sword-drawing gesture, and swept across with thousands of troops, sweeping away the four darts fired by the ninja.

The iron rod circled around his body, Lin Hun jumped up high, and smashed the iron rod in his hand towards the ninja in formal attire like he was splitting the mountain with agarwood to save his mother.

The ninja who seemed to have absolute confidence in his sword-drawing speed moved to the left at the same time as Lin Hun's iron rod hit him. The katana was unsheathed and placed diagonally across his right shoulder, blocking the heavy iron bar.

stick.

I don't know if this ninja was so confident or just stupid that he used his samurai sword to hit the iron rod of the ancestor of the Hundred Soldiers.

"Choke, the steel is sharp." After a crisp sound, the ninja made a light move in his hand. The samurai sword forged by thousands of efforts was actually broken by the iron rod in Lin Huan's hand. The short sword fell on the cement floor, bounced a few times, and made a buzzing sound.

Wail.

Lin Hun also felt the lightness of the stick in his hand, but the iron rod was cut off by the samurai sword, and a sharp bevel was cut out of the head of the stick.

Half of the short stick was stretched forward, and the force of the fall continued unabated, pulling out a long bloody gash on the ninja's right arm. The ninja then put away his contempt and rolled over hastily, avoiding the forest.

The short stick came from a random stab, reached into his arms, took out a smoke pellet, and threw it to the ground.

"Want to run?" The moment the smoke started to rise, Lin Hun covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, threw the short stick in his hand like a javelin, and plunged into the thick smoke.

"Poof", a ball of blood burst out from the smoke, followed by a "choking" sound, and the iron rod penetrated the cement wall. Through the smoke, a humanoid object was nailed to the wall with a short stick.

Blood stained the white walls red.

After dispelling the smoke and looking at Hihara with contempt, Lin Huan walked straight to the ninja who was nailed to the wall.

"Impossible, how did you find my whereabouts?"

After saying something intermittently, the ninja returned to the embrace of Amaterasu with great regret.

"I'm sorry, I don't know either."

Spreading his hands, making an innocent look, and not caring about Hihara's equally curious eyes, Lin Hun reached out and pulled out the iron rod, letting the ninja's body fall to the ground.

On the wall, there was a large hole two fingers wide and nearly 10 centimeters long. It had been filled with blood. It was flowing outwards and dripping on the ninja's body. It disappeared like water on the sea surface.

"Hey", Lin Huan, who felt something strange, leaned down and took a closer look at the reason.

This ninja's body was lifeless and his pupils had dilated. The wound on his heart had scabbed and turned black and red.

The ninja was dead, but Lin Hun felt that something was wrong.

"Da da", gunfire came from the toilet again. Lin Huan ignored the dead ninja, turned around, picked up the submachine gun that fell on the ground, and ran towards the toilet.

"Yeah." Feiyuan opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, staring behind Lin Huan.
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