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Chapter 927 Killing Bureau

"Who are you?"

Coach Lei roared sternly, his muscles all over his body erupted with a "crack-bang" sound like fried beans, his eyes condensed into a line, as if he would take action at any time.

That thin man seemed to know the details of Coach Lei.

He also knew that the short-haired girl was a real ancient martial arts master, and he was a full forty meters away from these two people.

With such a distance, the wind knife in the girl's master's hand could not hurt him, nor could it pose any substantial threat to him.

"You don't need to know who I am, I'm just here to perform a mission."

The thin man laughed sinisterly: "Don't even think about resisting. I have a total of 35 snipers hidden in the four buildings nearby."

"They are all using large-caliber battlefield sniper rifles. If a bullet hits each of you, even the great master of ancient martial arts will have a big hole in his body."

"And all of you are now within sniper range."

"So, don't act rashly, otherwise, the next person to die is very likely to be one of you."

While he was speaking, he was still staring at the short-haired young master: "I know you are a great master of ancient martial arts, picking leaves to kill people, walking in the snow without leaving a trace... It's a pity that your head has been locked by my sniper.

, if you don’t believe it, you can try to attack me now to see who is faster, your ancient martial arts master, or my sniper’s bullet..."

Suddenly, the short-haired girl felt an extremely fearful sense of crisis, and the pores all over her body opened like thorns on her back.

She knew that the person opposite did not threaten her. She was indeed targeted by a sniper.

The speed of the ancient martial arts master can be faster than bullets.

But everything is relative.

She saw with her own eyes the bodies of several dead bodyguards at Bellagio. Where the bullets struck, half of them were blown to pieces.

This is no ordinary sniper rifle. Its bullet fire rate and explosive power make it difficult for even a great master of ancient martial arts to parry it.

The most terrifying thing is that there are 35 such snipers on the other side.

From this, it seems that the other party is fully prepared for tonight's assassination operation.

They were determined to win Lu Wushuang's life.

"And you, the thirteenth Taibao, right?"

The thin man turned his attention to Coach Lei again: "I heard that your Thirteen Taibao are very famous outside."

"But I just don't know, which one is more powerful, your reputation or my bullets?"

"How about I order my men to shoot you in the temple, then it will be clear to you?"

The thin short man laughed heartily, full of sarcasm.

"Instructor Lei is actually the instructor in the Thirteen Taibao and the instructor in the Blood Knife?"

Lu Fan was secretly shocked when he heard this. He did not expect to meet a Thirteen Taibao in Jinling, and his ranking was still above Hai Ziyuan.

At this time, the thin man's eyes also fell on Lu Fan:

"I have to say that you are the only surprise in my entire plan tonight."

He looked at Lu Fan coldly: "If it weren't for you, these two women would have been blown into a pile of meat in the Bentley."

"There is no need for me to take action at all, so you are making me very unhappy now."

"I'll give you two choices."

"First, put down Lu Wushuang and get out of here."

"Second, your head will be beaten to pulp by my sniper. You choose one."

"If your sniper had the ability to blow my head off, I would have been dead when he fired the first shot, right?"

Lu Fan sneered: "In other words, it was me you wanted to kill from the beginning."

"Although I don't like to join in the fun, I won't refuse to save you even if I die, let alone take revenge..."

"When I have a grudge, I usually avenge it on the spot."

"You dare to yell at me?"

The skinny man's eyes suddenly turned sinister and malicious: "Who do you think you are? Even if you are a great master of ancient martial arts, I have 35 of the world's top snipers! Under their sights, there are always only corpses, nothing.

One can come out alive!"

Seeing that Lu Fan was unmoved, he said coldly: "I am starting to count down now. If you don't let him go when the time is up, then you...just wait to die!"

"three!"

The thin man began to count down.

"two!"

"one!"

"You die!"


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