When Lin Chongfu got off the stairs, dozens of gazes looked at him in unison.

Those eyes were all full of malicious intentions, like sharp knives, trying to pierce Lin Chong's body.

Lin Chong understood why Macon had to host a banquet to entertain himself.

Not for welcome, but for demonstrations.

In previous negotiations, Macon was saved by Lin Chong, so he wanted to find it back in this way.

If Lin Chong was an ordinary person, he might be scared.

But unfortunately he is not.

Lin Chong looked at the rebel leader who gathered together, as if he was watching a group of beasts dressed in clothes.

Macon stretched out his hand and pushed away the people surrounding him, walked to Lin Chong in a big way, and said proudly: "Mr. Zhong, don't be restrained. Whatever you want to eat or drink, just take it, we will be our own people in the future."

After saying that, Macon raised his big hand and prepared to put his arms around Lin Chong's shoulder.

Lin Chong took a step back and happened to avoid Macon's hairy palms, and said expressionlessly: "General Macon, I have some questions to ask you."

"Can't you ask later?"

Macon frowned, quite unhappy with Lin Chong's disagreement.

"no."

Lin Chong's tone was calm and almost indifferent: "Do you know Afredo, the fifth Lord of the Gods Society?"

In an instant, the originally noisy living room fell into a dead silence.

Simon, who was standing alone in the corner, had a sharp change in expression. He stared at Lin Chong with shock in his eyes.

However, Macon was even more surprised than Simon.

"The Gods?"

He opened his mouth wide, almost unable to believe his ears: "How do you know the gods will?"

"Yes, how did I know?"

Lin Chong's eyes turned slightly and he looked at Simon with a slight joking voice: "Maybe he can answer for you."

Simon's face turned completely gloomy.

Macon looked at Lin Chong and Simon, and felt that his brain was a little too small.

"Who are you?"

Simon slowly stood up straight, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle, and his whole body felt like he was facing a great enemy.

Seeing him like this, Macon realized that something was wrong even though he was stupid.

"Bang!"

Macon suddenly threw the red wine glass in his hand to the floor, then pulled out the Golden Desert Eagle inserted at his waist, aiming the muzzle at Lin Chong's head, and his eyes stared like a bronze bell: "You are not Mr. Zhong, who the hell are you?"

I can only say that Lin Chong's acting skills are really good. Until now, Macon has no doubts, only thinking that he has been transferred.

"Crazy!"

Accompanied by the messy sound of gunfire, more than a dozen pistols were pointed at Lin Chong in an instant.

The rebel leaders around each had fierce expressions. They just waited for Macon to order and beat Lin Chong into a hornet's nest.

Being surrounded by enemies, Lin Chong became more and more calm.

"I?"

Lin Chong smiled and said, "Nothing can be told."

"Fake!"

Macon felt his face was lost, and he was even more angry when he heard this and threatened viciously: "Yellow-skinned monkey, you'd better tell me honestly, otherwise I'll kill you!"

Lin Chong's eyes gradually became cold.

If Lin Chong hadn't had some questions that needed to be answered by Macon, he would have taken action to kill the other party long ago and would not have given him a chance to speak loudly.

"General, let me deal with him!"

At this moment, a strong man with his upper body naked and strong as an iron tower pushed everyone away and walked to Lin Chong with his eyes full of contempt.

"Okay, Amuto, I'll leave this yellow-skinned monkey to you."

Macon also felt that killing Lin Chong was a bit too cheap, so he lowered his gun and took two steps back: "Just start and just twist his hands and feet off, I still need to interrogate!"

"clear."

The strong black man named Amuto twisted his neck, his bones made a blast of beans, and suddenly he kicked Lin Chong's waist without warning!

"call!"

This kick was as powerful as lightning.

Amuto's body has been transformed with genetic surgery, and its strength is comparable to that of a bison. If it is kicked, even a stone pillar can be kicked to pieces.

Lin Chong did not dodge or avoid, and raised his right hand as if he was slow and fast, and bounced his fingers.

A blink of an eye!

"laugh!"

An invisible energy shot out from Lin Chong's fingertips, hitting Amuto's thigh accurately.

The inner breath of the Grand Master Danjin is strong and fierce, and the essence is pure. At such a close distance, even if it is just a qi force, it will have the power that is not inferior to that of a sniper rifle.

"Bang!"

Amuto only felt an indescribable severe pain coming from his thigh, which exceeded the bottom line he could bear, and couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

Amid the screams, Amuto stood unsteadily and staggered to the floor.

His right leg was broken into two pieces, with only a little flesh and blood remaining, and blood gushed out like money. In just a few seconds, a large area of ​​the floor dyed red.

Everyone in the living room was stunned.

With their limited insight, they simply don't understand what's going on.

"Witchcraft! He knows witchcraft!"

Amuto shouted in fear with his broken leg in his face.

After shouting, Amuto used his hands and feet, rolled and crawled back, trying to stay away from Lin Chong as far as possible, where could he have the previous fierce momentum?

I have to say that the physical fitness of genetically modified people is indeed strong. Even though one leg is broken, Amuto is still lively and full of energy.

"Noisy."

Lin Chong thought Amuto was too noisy, and another ray of energy popped up, which accurately hit the latter's eyebrows.

"Bang!"

Another dull sound.

Amuto fell down on his back, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

At the center of his eyebrows, there was a blood hole as thick as a thumb. The energy penetrated through the blood hole, instantly cutting off all his vitality.

This time, Lin Chong learned his lesson and reduced the power of Qi from 70% to 50%. While successfully killing Amuto, he also avoided wasting his power.

Seeing Lin Chong's fingers solve his capable general in a flash, Macon couldn't help but feel cold, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet.

Is it a human or a devil?

"What are you doing when you stand there? Shoot quickly!"

Simon's roar suddenly came from beside him.

Macon woke up like a dream, hurriedly raised the Golden Desert Eagle and shouted: "Let's shoot me, shoot me fuckingly, kill him!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, the sound of gunfire was loud.

The rebel leaders around pulled the trigger one after another, and countless bullets turned into metal storms, sweeping towards the forest in the middle.

Lin Chong's body shook and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

The next moment, wailing sounded in the villa.

Some rebel leaders were affected by bullets and did not die at Lin Chong's hands, but died at the guns of their own people.

"mob."

Lin Chong's figure appeared again, shook his head, and was a little uninterested.

Killing these unruly and undisciplined rebels would not have any sense of accomplishment for Lin Zhong.
Chapter completed!