The man was wearing a slim black suit, because he was too thin, the waist looked more lined than a woman, the scalp was very short, the kind that was close to the brain, and the appearance was very ordinary, the only thing that attracted attention was the half-hidden demon tattoo on his neck, and a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon.

After walking in from the outside, he came straight to me, held the barrel of the gun in Rhubarb's hand with one hand, and squeaked with an unusually calm expression: "Dude, what age is this, why do you still learn to dance knives and guns." ”

"What the hell are you doing!" Rhubarb wanted to lift the barrel of the gun in a rough voice, but he didn't move after a while, and the scene was very embarrassing.

I looked at this person blankly, my mind was blank for a long time, I never imagined that at this juncture, my cheap master Lin Kun would appear, although he never agreed to my apprenticeship request, it has always been my wishful thinking.

Since the last time he helped him capture Lao Wen, he has disappeared as if out of thin air.

Lin Kun looked down at me and smiled, "The mouth is rented out?"

I touched my nose dryly and muttered incoherently, "Uh, Master.. Kunye.. Good. ”

When Lin Kun walked into the private room, not only I was stunned, but even Lu Guokang, who was sitting opposite, also had a touch of incredulity on his face, and coughed a few times and chuckled: "Friend, this matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

While speaking, he blinked a few times at the rhubarb holding the gun, and the rhubarb coughed a few times and didn't move, not that he didn't want to put down the gun, but that the barrel of the gun was held by Chen Huajiao, and he couldn't pull it back at all.

Hearing Lu Guokang's words, Lin Kun snorted expressionlessly: "Are you not very good at ear, he calls me Master!"

"Friend.." Lu Guokang took a breath, squeezed out a smile and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Lin Kun sighed, let go of the barrel of the gun he was holding tightly, and the corners of his mouth slid up an arc and said: "Since he said five hundred, then there must be no one less, whoever sent him, I will help him ask for it!"

Lu Guokang bit his lip tightly and did not make a sound.

At this time, Rhubarb suddenly raised the shotgun in his hand and pointed at Lin Kun and cursed: "Go to Nimad, give you face, I'll count three times, get out of here immediately, otherwise Lao Tzu will be the first to cut you today!"

Lin Kun squinted his eyes and didn't reply.

The muzzle of the rhubarb gun went straight at Lin Kun, and the distance between the two was less than a punch.

Lin Kun raised his head very abruptly to look at the ceiling, Rhubarb reflexively followed and looked up together, and between the lightning and flint, Lin Kun grabbed Rhubarb's right wrist and pulled the trigger lightly, and at the same time swept his arm and smashed Rhubarb's neck with a punch.

"Boom!"

A dull gunshot suddenly rang out, the scalp of the shock was numb, followed by Lin Kun's knees flexed, and he slammed on Rhubarb's stomach, Rhubarb bent down in pain, and before he could react, Lin Kun's head leaned forward and hit his forehead, Rhubarb staggered back two steps, and the shotgun in his hand also fell to the ground with a "snap".

Then Lin Kun kicked the shotgun under the table, raised his leg and kicked it in Rhubarb's chest, Rhubarb was kicked into the air, and his back smashed directly against the wall, and he didn't have time to snort, and his head tilted and went into shock instantly.

Three moves, only three moves, Lin Kun completely knocked out a sturdy man with a gun, and the room fell silent in an instant, and I could clearly hear the sound of many people swallowing saliva at the same time.

Lu Guokang rubbed his cheeks, pushed away the chair and stood up with a "sting" and said, "It doesn't seem suitable for negotiation today, let's talk about it another day." ”