In front of him was a man in a denim coat with broad arms, Han Lin looked at the man's pot lid, and then realized that this man was the person sent by the Yanhuang Third Bureau to ensure the safety of the trade fair.

"I'll it! Isn't this strong man standing at the door of the fair? Why did you rush in front of me in an instant? This speed... It's terrifying, isn't it? ”

Han Lin clearly remembered that a second ago, he saw the strong man standing at the door of the venue with his shoulders crossed, but when the brush in the hand of the left protector rushed towards him in a strange way, this strong man rushed over instantly, you know, the distance from the door of the venue to the stage is at least sixty or seventy meters, this strong man can instantly rush over, it can be seen how terrifying the speed and explosive power are.

The left protector held the pen pistol, the barrel of the pen was still flashing with black lightning, and the swollen tip of the pen was being grabbed by the man at the head of the pot with one hand, no matter how hard the left protector tried, he couldn't move forward a bit.

"Mo Xie, you made this trick a little too much"

Zuo Protector listened to the pot lid head say this, and a smile of excitement appeared on his face and said, "Hehe... I haven't heard anyone call me by my name for many years, and I always thought that the world had forgotten about our group, but I didn't expect you to remember me - blue, don't come to harm"

Han Lin had no contact with the people in the Yanhuang Third Bureau at all, except for Lao Zang, after all, Lao Zang had so far been lying lazily on the lawn outside the villa except for eating with his own broken iron basin, and his combat strength was still unknown, but the strong man in front of him called Pale Blue made Han Lin's eyes shine.

Canglan wore sunglasses and pinched the brush shaft stabbed by the left protector without being shocked, the flashing black lightning tightly wrapped around the blue arm, but he didn't move at all like no one, the left protector glanced at Han Lin behind Canglan with murderous intent in his eyes, and then slowly withdrew the brush.

The moment the brush was retracted by the Left Protector, it shrank back to its original appearance - the swollen tip of the pen returned to its original size, and the barrel of the pen that flashed with black lightning instantly dimmed like a light bulb that had been unplugged.

The general's solemn expression softened slightly, he stood up and walked to the front of the stage, the right protector behind him and a group of hall masters followed, Hong Ling saw that the general was walking towards the stage with his people, and he quickly glanced at the police in the field, and they immediately surrounded Han Lin, and the two groups of people looked at each other on and off the stage.

The crowd began to stir, many timid and afraid people flew away one after another, several leaders in the VIP seat stared at the general and Han Lin with frowns, Bai Yunshan underestimated something to his subordinates, and his subordinates took out the phone and dialed it, as if they were contacting the police.

The general looked at the crowd and the leaders in the VIP seats, then turned his head and smiled at Han Lin, who was surrounded by the crowd, "Oh, it seems that everyone has misunderstood us, we are not fighting, what are they worried about..."

Speaking of this, the general still smiled kindly and glanced at the Zuo Protector next to him, and said earnestly: "Zuo Protector, come back if you are defeated, there are talented people in the country, and the future is terrifying!" ”

"No, I'm not defeated!" The Left Protector gritted his teeth and said.

The general shook his head with a smile and said, "From the moment you fought with a brush, you were defeated, but fortunately, this young man didn't care about you like you... Young man, you have been offended so much just now, don't go to your heart."

Han Lin looked at the general's kind smile at him and was very polite in his words, and he was immediately very puzzled, didn't the general always want to put himself to death? He destroyed an entertainment city under the general's hands with his own hands, why is he so friendly now?

Canglan looked at the general motionlessly, the general just glanced at Canglan, there seemed to be a trace of remembrance in his eyes, he turned around and walked out by himself, Xiao Rou behind him took the rejuvenating hair dryer and threw a wink at Han Lin and followed everyone out, and after everyone left, Tai Sui, the head of the six hall masters, walked two or three meters in front of Han Lin and stopped.

"The last time I fought you, your self-healing ability was a bit interesting, and today you can force the left protector to use a pen gun, it seems that you are growing up very quickly... If it were me who faced you today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be your opponent" After Tai Sui finished speaking this time, there was a sense of respect in his eyes, it seemed that Han Lin's sharpness in the first style of the Death God Skill was indeed shocked to Tai Sui.

In this way, after the general and the others left the trading venue, the red spirit, the blue and those policemen who were tightly surrounding Han Lin slowly dispersed, and those policemen were sweating, and it could be seen that they all knew the horror of the general, and even the leaders in the VIP seat were very jealous of the general, not to mention the ordinary little policemen like them.

Han Lin looked at the gate of the venue and couldn't calm down for a long time, the person he had always wanted to kill passed by him, the most important thing was that the general didn't show that he had a contradiction with himself, this made Han Lin the most uneasy in his heart, he wanted to be able to fight the general to the death, even if he was abused and defeated.

"I'm very nervous, right," Cang Lan turned her head to Han Lin and said.

Han Lin didn't answer, but nodded approvingly, and Canglan touched his pot lid and walked towards the corner of the stage, dropping a sentence as he walked.

"Let a man be destroyed in despair, this is the terrible thing about the general"

Hong Ling looked at the group of people in the audience looking at them with complicated expressions, she gently grabbed Han Lin's arm, and dragged Han Lin off the stage with a solemn face on her face.

The host Dong Qing took advantage of this gap to quickly walk on stage, then cleared his throat and said to the audience with a smile: "Thank you for a few wonderful performances, I believe that after the performances of the performers just now, everyone is already looking forward to the next exhibitors, so let's invite the eleventh exhibitor with applause!" ”

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After Han Lin was pulled behind the scenes by Hong Ling, Hong Ling immediately pressed the headset to call the headquarters, and Han Lin didn't pay attention to the next words at all, his mind was full of the general's group of people, he couldn't figure out the general's every move, and every word he said, those words sounded very simple, but they were intriguing.

"It seems that the relationship between the general and the Yan and Huang Third Bureau is not so simple... Listening to the meaning of what the general said just now, when he left the Yanhuang Third Bureau, there were some unspeakable hidden things" Han Lin thought silently in his heart.

At this time, Hong Ling patted Han Lin on the shoulder and called him back from his contemplation, only to see Hong Ling holding the rice earphone and handing it to Han Lin, and said to him with a stern face: "Xiao Lin, put on the headset, someone wants to talk to you"