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"Ding!"

At this moment, the VIP elevator stopped in the underground parking lot, and Ling Yun waved his hand to the manager next to him, and then left the auction building with the Pandora Star.

After driving around the bustling city of London twice, until the sun set and the sky gradually became occupied by the night, Ling Yun parked the car near a very remote alley on the outskirts of the city, and then walked in with the box containing the purple heart of Pandora.

Walking into the alley, Ling Yun immediately reached out and gently pressed it near the right frame, and the micro monitoring system installed at the entrance of the alley in advance completely presented everything in front of his eyes.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, so you have to break in!"

Seeing that the little Japanese Nobuta Yumasa, leading a group of bodyguards with a fierce face with a miniature submachine gun to rush in first, Ling Yun couldn't help but show a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time sentenced these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead in his heart.

"Are you looking for me?"

At the end of the alley, just as Nobuta Yumasa and his party were looking around because they had lost their target, Ling Yun, who exuded a murderous aura all over his body, had already appeared behind them.

"Stick your hands, let's do it together!"

It may be that the strong murderous aura exuded from Ling Yun's body made the bodyguards around Nobuta Yumasa, who were obviously well-trained in military affairs, and may even have experienced actual combat and tasted the taste of blood, smelled the breath of death, so without waiting for Nobuta Yumasa to give an order, they raised their miniature submachine guns in their hands one after another, and shot the bullets as dense as raindrops at the target.

Almost at the same time as they pulled the trigger, Ling Yun had already moved his body quickly and slashed an afterimage in the air, like a god of death, he kept waving the scythe of death in his hand to attack these Japanese bodyguards, and began to harvest these evil souls.

"Ah......h

With a heart-rending scream, these guys who had taken Ling Yun as their prey before counting the bells had now become the prey slaughtered by the hunters, and all of them were limp and slid to the ground by Ling Yun's broken neck, turning into a cold corpse that had completely lost signs of life.

"Do you remember what I said to you a few hours ago at the auction house?"

Dealing with these Japanese bodyguards who were holding submachine guns and might cause damage to themselves, Ling Yun walked up to Nobuta Yumasa, who was already frightened, and asked with a smile, "Little Japan, don't you want to guess now, what will I do to you next?"

Glancing at his companion who had become a corpse on the ground, Nobuta Xiongzheng looked at the Chinese man in front of him with a cold expression and a breath of death, and knelt down in front of the other party with a "plop" as soon as his legs were weak, and pleaded: "Let me go, I don't want to die yet!"

"What a soft egg!"

From the slightly trembling body of Little Japan in front of him, Ling Yun intuitively felt the fear in the other party's heart at this time, so he took out a sharp knife with a slender body and two blood grooves on both sides of the body, and shook it in front of the second ancestor of Japan as if frightened.

And continued to threaten in a cold voice: "It is said that there is a very cruel criminal law in ancient China, called Ling Chi Execution, which can cut off one thousand and eighty-one pieces of flesh on the criminal at most to make the victim breathe, I have always been skeptical about this, and I have such a good opportunity today to experiment on you." ”

With the sharp knife in his hand, he gently cut a blood mark on Mike's neck, watching the cold hairs on the other party's neck stand up under the cold qi of the knife body, Ling Yun continued coldly: "But you can rest assured, I don't have the good kung fu of the ancients, and I will definitely not let you take a thousand and eighty-one knives before you breathe!"

"No, please don't do this to me, I can give you a lot of money, 10 million, 30 million, no, 50 million dollars!"

Yumasa Nobuta, who was frightened by Ling Yun's words just now, habitually offered the other party what he thought was very generous conditions, and seemed to have forgotten that just an hour ago, the Chinese man in front of him had just bought the "Purple Heart Jewel" with a full billion dollars.

"What is money. Money is a bastard! I can get a lot of money whenever I want!"

Kicking the little Japanese who was holding his thighs away, Ling Yun added coldly, "Unfortunately, I have enough wealth now, and I am not interested in acquiring greater wealth in the slightest, so you must die now." ”

"Please, don't do this to me, my grandfather is the leader of the Japanese Yamaguchi Group, Shinda Muramasa, if you kill me, one day you will also face the crazy revenge of our Shinda family, not to mention that there is no deep hatred between us, you have no reason to kill me at all!"

At this time, Nobuta Yumasa, there is still the usual momentum of a rich boy with empty eyes, just like a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy to his master, crawling to Ling Yun's side with his hands and feet and hugging his thighs tightly, as if he was holding a life-saving straw of his own.

"Do you need a reason to kill a pig?"

Glancing coldly at this little Japan, Ling Yun stretched out his hand to break the other party's neck, and whispered in his ear, "Remember my name, my name is Ling Yun, from Shanghai, China." ”

Almost at the same time that Ling Yun sent this little Japan to hell, the Jew Webley had already led his men to appear in front of Ling Yun, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia Yanchu, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon, what a coincidence!"

"Coincidentally!"

Letting go of the right hand that was still pinching Nobuta's neck, and letting the other party's body that had stopped breathing slip softly, Ling Yun sneered in a very unceremonious tone: "Mr. Webley, did you walk into this remote alley on the outskirts of London for a walk or to walk your dog?"

Looking at these hypocritical Jews, Ling Yun took out the purple Pandora Star from his suitcase, and shook the priceless gem in front of the other party's eyes, and then then sneered again: "Dear Mr. Webley, aren't you here for this thing?"

Looking at the Pandora's heart in Ling Yun's hand, which emitted a light purple glow under the bright moonlight, a greedy look flashed in Webley's eyes, and then said in a non-negotiable tone: This 'Purple Heart Gem' is very important to us, if Mr. Xia wants to save his life and leave the UK alive, it is best to leave the gem obediently! )