Although no one said it to death, Lin Yu's situation, in the eyes of everyone, the result was already doomed.

After a moment's hesitation, one of the Operations Division officers asked in an inquiring tone.

"Old Director, since the situation is like this, should we make some changes to the plan of action, first ensure the capture of the nine-headed Buddha owl?"

Since Lin Yu had no chance of surviving, why waste time on a dead man?

has already been surrounded by two supreme powerhouses, not to mention, there are other people hiding in the shadows.

This ending has long been doomed.

In the conference room, everyone was silent, and although most of them agreed in their hearts, they did not speak.

The old director's attention to Lin Yu is in everyone's eyes.

As for the four chief instructors, they fell into deep thought, thinking about the possibility of Lin Yu surviving.

After a while, the old director said solemnly: "In view of the urgency of the situation, now assign the task, immediately use all the strength to determine Lin Yu's location, if it cannot be determined within half an hour, change the course of action, and focus on arresting the nine-headed Buddha owl." ”

His meaning is clear.

Lin Yu, he wants to save.

However, the current situation is not an ordinary rescue operation.

Twenty minutes ago, the vehicle signal disappeared.

That means that the killing of Lin Yu has begun

Half an hour of inquiry, plus ten minutes of action.

an hour.

In the eyes of the old director, Lin Yu can survive an hour, which can be called a rare miracle.

If it were him, in this case, I am afraid it would be difficult to hold on for even forty minutes.

However, Lin Yu is young after all, and his blood is vigorous, so he may be able to last a little longer than himself.

At the sound of an order, several division chiefs left one after another, returned to their posts, and carried out their tasks.

In the huge conference room, there were only five gray-haired old guys.

The elegant old man glanced at the old director with a sinking face, sighed softly and said, "Director, I'm afraid Lin Yu may not be able to hold it." ”

The bald old man next to him nodded and said: "It's not necessarily, it's definitely not going to be able to hold on, with the character of the nine-headed Buddha owl, since he dares to come, he must have brought a helper with his strength, plus the old man Gu, the immortals can't bear it." ”

The old man with hanging eyebrows twisted his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Even so, with Lin Boy's strength and character, it is not easy to kill him. ”

The death-defying counterattack of the top powerhouse will definitely make the nine-headed Buddha owl and others pay a painful price.

But the ending will still not change anything.

The old director also knew this in his heart.

Now, Lin Yu's hope of surviving is infinitely equal to zero.

In fact, from the moment he received the news, the old director also knew in his heart that Lin Yu had a nine-in-a-nine chance of not surviving.

No one can escape under this kind of encirclement.

The arrangement just made is just to do your best and obey the destiny of heaven.

As time passed, there was a heavy depression in the meeting room.

The more time passes, the more vague the hope that exists in theory becomes.

More than ten minutes passed, and just as I was waiting for my heart, a sound of footsteps sounded in my ears.

Rao is old director has such a calm character, and he can't help but stand up.

……

Yenching suburbs, junction.

The silver-haired old man stared at Lin Yu with a pair of cold eyes.

It seems to engrave the young man in front of him in his bones and imprint it in the depths of his soul.

"Little brute, no one can save you tonight, I will peel your skin and cramp, cut off your flesh with a knife, and sacrifice my son's spirit in heaven. ”

Sen Han's tone was frozen with terrifying resentment.

The hatred in his heart made him hate to tear Lin Yu to pieces in one bite.

Pouring out the water of the three rivers, lakes and four seas could not extinguish the surging anger.

Facing the strangulation of two top powerhouses, Lin Yu was not afraid at all.

Looking at the silver-haired old man, Lin Yu's eyes condensed slightly, and he said indifferently: "It seems that you are the old immortal of the Gu family, you know my identity, and you dare to speak to me like this, your courage is commendable, but you still have to——"

"Die!!"

Before the words fell, Lin Yu suddenly stepped forward and took a step.

It seemed that he stepped out slowly, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the silver-haired old man.

The distance of more than ten meters seems to shrink into inches, only in one step.

The silver-haired old man felt the figure in front of him flash, and then his pupils condensed slightly, and he pointed like a sword, stabbing forward.

The finger wind screamed, extremely sharp, like a Qingfeng sword.

Lin Yu didn't care about it, let go of the shelf, and raised his hand to punch it.

Bang!

The fist wind exploded, and the silver-haired old man felt a thunderbolt above his head, shaking his whole body.

Before the fist arrived, it was the first to be shocked.

With bare hands, the air explosion is as if it can penetrate the golden cracking stone.

The unparalleled explosive power is terrifying.

In the face of the hurricane punch, the silver-haired old man's whole body was tense to the extreme.

With such a domineering boxing style, he didn't have the confidence to take it hard.

Immediately, his feet slipped sideways, his waist twisted, and he stabbed Lin Yu's elbow with his backhand.

But Lin Yu didn't move, and still punched out.

It is like a mountain-opening axe, and the axe splits Huashan into a smooth road.

The silver-haired old man was shocked to find that no matter how much he dodged, the opponent's fist was always with him.

In one punch, all the retreats will be blocked, there is no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid, there is no way to parry.

This kind of boxing method can be called a god.

The silver-haired old man was secretly frightened in his heart, but his face was silent.

He changed his moves, twisted and twisted, and wrapped his arms in front of him, hugging them in a circle.

And hit and retreat, his toes touched the ground, and his body swam and walked quickly, like a golden snake wrapped in silk.

Burst!

A dull thud sounded, as if a hammer had been smashed against cotton.

The fist wind struck, and the surrounding air was stirred into a whirlpool.

The silver-haired old man overcame the rigidity with softness, and with a skillful force, he unloaded most of the power carried by his fists.

But Rao was like this, and the little strength he had left still shook him back again and again, and the sleeves of his arms burst, turning into pieces of rags and falling to the ground.

Caught off guard, as soon as he fought, he almost suffered a big loss.

"Hmph, I don't even dare to take a punch, just an old horseman, it's just a waste, and I dare to speak in front of me. ”

Lin Yu snorted coldly, his face full of contempt.

Hearing the word waste, the silver-haired old man's face changed suddenly.

The world is so big, and the person who dares to say that he is a waste has not appeared until now.

Tonight, he was reprimanded as a waste by a hairy boy.

This breath, how can he swallow it.

Under the impatience, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body collapsed, and a sharp breath penetrated his body.

It's like Hou Yi opening a bow, and the momentum is fierce.

Suddenly, Lin Yu felt a sharp wisp of killing intent, locking him firmly.

The arched body of the other party seems to contain the energy that pierces the clouds and the sun.

But he was not surprised, but a smile crossed his eyes.

At this moment, a vast and murderous voice suddenly sounded.

"Take your own shortcomings, attack the enemy's strengths, Brother Gu, you are in a state of mind. ”

Immediately, the red-robed monk swept behind Lin Yu.

One after the other, trapped Lin Yu in the middle.

"The power of the dragon elephant is like a wave, and the speed of the end of the world is close at hand, and the Black Prison Dragon King is worthy of his name. ”

He stood three meters behind Lin Yu, the red-robed monk's robe on his body, and there was no wind.

Lin Yu snorted lightly, and he couldn't see how his body moved, and in an instant, he came to the old monk again.

A punch pushed out flat, smashed straight to the yellow dragon, and swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.

It gives people the feeling that it is simply two words: domineering!

If the heavens stop me, they will tear the heavens apart!

If the earth stops me, it will be crushed.

The speed was so fast that it suddenly appeared in sight as if it had traveled through time and space.

When Lin Yu showed his extreme speed, he seemed to be able to ignore the barrier of space, and his mind was moved, and the end of the world was at hand.

The red-robed monk had a strange complexion, perfectly blending the two completely different imposes of slaughter and peace.

Just like the Dharma Protector Vajra, killing is another kind of compassion.

He slowly stretched out his hand, full of qi and blood, and his five fingers were as red as cinnabar, as hard as steel, but the palm was concave, and he was dedicated and soft.

The arms slowly stretched, as if pushing a hill slowly.

Bang!

The sound of the collision was so slight that it would not be easily noticeable if it weren't for the silence of the night.

The fist can split the mountain, and the palm can support the mountain.

The fists and palms intersect and fit tightly together.

Lin Yu did not retreat.

The red-robed monk did not retreat a step.

A hard-hitting move, it was evenly divided.

At the same time, the silver-haired old man had already accumulated, like a cloud-piercing arrow, attacking Lin Yu's back.

The move is silent, vicious and vicious, and the breath is sharp, as if it can cut the gold stone.

Lin Yu didn't look at it, and threw his other hand back casually.

It is like flowing water, murmuring, endless.

The arms were as soft as bones, and the man waved lightly, layer after layer, like spider silk, and the sharpness of the silver-haired old man was consumed layer by layer.

One blow and one block, to rigid to soft, at the same time.

At this moment, the red-robed monk took advantage of the situation and waved his other palm.

The palm is strong, and when the air is pressed, it is like the sky is about to fall.

It feels like a flip to suppress demons.

And Lin Yu became the monkey who was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain.

Flanking the front and back, the enemy is on the left and right.

Seeing that Lin Yu couldn't parry, he was about to be crushed by a palm.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.