"Mr. Baichuan, what do you mean?"

Being defended by the strong man, Lin Hun felt indescribably disgusted. Who knows if these guys will share the benefits by following this boss, or whether they will get AIDS, gonorrhea, etc. But for the purpose of coming here, he can't bear it.

. He sternly questioned the skinny man, Shirakawa, the boss of Muji.

"Haha, in the words of you Chinese people, you really can't find anything without breaking the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. The second-class wanted criminal in the special high school, Mr. Lin Hun of China, I heard that you have a way to make people instantly

Can you, who has achieved the ultimate superpower, let me have a taste of this ecstasy?"

Bai Chuan scratched his butt in an indecent manner and walked towards Lin Huan who was struggling with a lewd smile.

After being exposed, Lin Hun secretly thought that he was unlucky. Could it be that Yingmiao returned to Zhepeng and betrayed himself? Not many people knew about such a secret thing? I don’t know, but Bai Chuan knew that he was the agent who had made countless Zhepeng

Dragon Blood No. 4, who is frightened by the news, can he still laugh?

Hearing that Lin Huan was a second-class wanted criminal in the Special High School, the big man behind Lin Huan put more force on his hands and lifted Lin Huan off the ground. He had nowhere to rely on, and no matter how dangerous the enemy was, he had nothing to fear.

Feeling something bad, Lin Huan, just when he was about to leave the ground, exerted force on his waist, raised his right foot suddenly, and kicked towards Shirakawa Norori like lightning, and bent his left foot backward to hook the big man's leg and the back of his head.

But he hit the big man on the bridge of his nose with all his strength.

Under the huge force of the kick, Shirakawa's body flew directly out, knocking over the large desk, and the bones all over his body made a "clicking" friction sound.

The strong man behind him also fell straight backwards under the reaction force and the stumbling force of his left foot. Lin Huan used his strength and rolled backwards, breaking away from the big man's embrace. Without waiting for a moment to stand still, he used inertia and lifted him up.

He kicked the strong man's bald head.

"Bump", the strong man's neck tilted, and his head was almost kicked into his shoulder. Using his strength again, he did a split front flip and hit the head of another strong man who came over.

Baichuan, who realized that the situation was not good, found that he had kicked the steel plate. This second-class wanted criminal in the special high school was not easy to mess with. So he dragged his injured body, rang the alarm bell on the table, and touched the

He took out the fn57 pistol hidden in the table and aimed hard at Lin Huan who was fighting with those strong men.

Feeling that the dark muzzle of the gun was pointing at him, Lin Huan faced a strong man approaching and ran into the opponent's arms. Then he squatted with his legs half-crouched, rooted under his feet, and used the backing stick in Bajiquan.

, directly pushed the strong man into the air and hit Nori Shirakawa who was holding a pistol.

"Bang", the crisp gunshot sound unique to the fn57 pistol, accidentally injured the flying bodyguard.

"Baga." Baichuan didn't have time to shout, before he was pinned down by the strong man and let out a horrible and strange scream.

Lin Hun couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders, stuck out his tongue, thinking about the depression at the top of Mount Tai, and felt sad for Bai Chuan.

"If you don't go out with Tai Chi, Ba Chi will scare people to death."

As soon as the Baji Fist came out, it was deadly and there was no reason to take it back. Lin Hun met the opponent head-on, knocking over the three strong men who rushed towards him, and easily grabbed the butterfly knife of the last bodyguard.

There was a cold feeling in his hand, and Lin Hun, who was holding the butterfly knife in his hand, felt much relieved. Although the activation of the superpower restored a lot of his memory, countless killing tricks were forcibly poured into his mind like data on a hard drive. But he found that

, what I am best at is still using a knife.

This butterfly knife is of good quality and is an imitation of the Bob-Lum snake-shaped blade. Although it is not as murderous as the original, it is also distinguished by its hard steel mouth and excellent hand feel.

Looking at the flying butterfly knife, Bai Chuan showed a desperate look. Under the strong man's body, he almost exhausted all his strength, raised his gun and pointed it at Lin Huan.

"If you persist in being a traitor, you will be a useless person."

Before Bai Chuan could wait, he fired. In a flash of white light, the butterfly knife accurately inserted into his wrist, but his fingers still pulled the trigger under the influence of instinct. The bullet carved a small hole in the wall on the right.

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Lin Hun tore open the strong man's suit and grabbed the fn57 pistol through the fabric. Lin Hun felt pity. But now that he lacked weapons, he couldn't be picky. He wrapped the pistol and put it in his pocket. Lin Hun was thinking about whether to go back and disinfect it before using it.

, but Shirakawa Norori's begging for mercy came from underneath him.

"Hero, spare your life. I can give you money and everything, but please spare your life."

Seemingly feeling the anger and murderous intent brought by the butterfly knife, Bai Chuan lost all his past domineering attitude and became a pitiful beggar.

"Oh, what about your bushido spirit? Did the famous Yoshinori samurai in the past also become a coward one day?"

When I saw the six-star tattoo on Shirakawa's arm, I didn't expect that this guy was once an authentic samurai. Unfortunately, his martial arts skills were completely lost due to illness and disease.

To be honest, Lin Hun was impressed by Shirakawa's conditions. What he lacks most now is funds and weapons.

Helping Shirakawa Ze move the big man's body, Lin Huan followed him to a safe hidden under the samurai sword rack. Men's shouts and women's screams came from outside the door, and Lin Hun knew it was Shirakawa Ze who pressed the button.

Alarm, the thugs outside are gathering people to come to the rescue.

"Hurry up, I." He stabbed Baichuan Norori's shoulder with a knife, urging the shrewd Zhepeng man. The last thing Lin Hun can afford right now is time.

Shivering, he opened the pure mechanical lock safe. Lin Hun was extremely excited when he saw stacks of banknotes and bearer securities. There was even a small bag of sparkling diamonds and gems, and a Swiss bank bearer check. Unexpectedly, this guy actually

Putting all the wealth in his own little world, maybe this is just the tip of the iceberg of Bai Chuanze's total wealth, but it is enough for Lin Hun to squander his life.

Unceremoniously put it into a cloth bag. Behind the piles of money, Lin Huan unexpectedly discovered the New World, an Israeli Tavor 30 split tactical short assault rifle and two hand-drawn barrels.

, five or six magazines, and even a few grenades.

Good stuff, I never thought there was such a good stuff here. This Tavor 30 split tactical gun can be used as two pistols when taken apart. When combined, it can be used as an assault gun, and when the barrel is put on top, it can be used as a short-range weapon.

When used as a sniper rifle, the maximum range is about two thousand meters. Even this fn57 pistol can be assembled and transformed into a powerful assault rifle with mechanical assistance.

The bolt was pulled, the bullet was loaded, and it was pointed at Shirakawa Norori. At this time, Lin Hun really wanted to kill the donkey. Thinking of those humiliated Korean girls, his heart twitched violently again.

"You can't kill me. The money is all black evil. If you kill me, the evil will chase you to the end of the world. You need someone to hold the vat for you."

Nori Shirakawa, who knew that he had no chance of surviving, came up with another name that made Lin Huan tremble. Heisha, one of the right-hand men of Zhe Peng's famous gangster Baqi group boss, is said to have the indestructible power of a king.

The body and hands have eight snake heads, symbolizing Zhe Peng's Yamato norochi.

Originally, Lin Hun needed money and wanted to use the power of the underworld to find the source of the plague for himself. Now he just used the mouth of Shirakawa Norori to make a deal with the black evil that he couldn't refuse.

"Huh, I'm giving you an advantage."

Seeing Lin Hun put away his gun, Bai Chuan felt relieved as if he had received an amnesty. He had plenty of money, but only one life. Seeing Lin Hun's surrender, he suddenly became arrogant.

"You'd better keep that check, or else..."

Before Shirakawa finished speaking, the butterfly knife in Lin Huan's hand was inserted straight into his mouth, stirred inside, and instantly shattered Shirakawa's tongue. The Talvo in his other hand was aimed at the crotch and fired repeatedly.

"The one who spared your life was the one who tipped me off. These shots are for the girls you have raped."

Amidst Bai Chuanze's vague screams, Lin Huan pulled the trigger of a grenade, paused for three seconds, opened the door suddenly, and threw it out.
Chapter completed!