"Old immortal, why aren't you dead yet, ahhh

While screaming, the big fat man rushed out frantically.xshuotxt.com

An Ming was just about to chase after him, but Lin Shen waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him go." ”

Seeing his son, the old man was stunned, and then glanced at the people in the ward, completely stunned.

I guess he couldn't understand what was going on at all.

"Just let him go?" An Ming said unwillingly: "It's not too much to kill a scumbag like this." ”

Lin Shen said: "Since this old man has woken up, are you afraid that no one will clean up that scum?" ”

An Ming thought about it and immediately laughed.

Suddenly, step by step, the big fat man walked backwards and back.

From the side of his face, he was sweating profusely, flowing down like a river, and looking extremely frightened.

Soon, people knew the reason, and a black hole pointed the muzzle of a black hole at the head of the big fat man, and followed in.

"Unreal II M1911?"

After just one glance, An Ming's face changed.

Lin Shen is not familiar with guns, and Shen Tu Zijun almost doesn't understand anything about it, but An Ming is a big expert in this area.

M1911, a semi-automatic pistol with a point of 45 caliber, also known as Browning, was originally a Western standard pistol. Due to the amount of ammunition, rate of fire, and power, it later became a favorite of killers.

And this Unreal Type II is the standard gun of top killers in recent years, without affecting the amount of ammunition and rate of fire, it greatly improves the power of bullets, and can even fire dummy bullets and armor-piercing bullets.

Those who can be worthy of this kind of gun must at least be among the top 500 killers in the world.

No matter where they are, this kind of person is a terrifying existence that makes it difficult for the police to sleep and keep the rich awake at night.

The man with the gun was a man in an ordinary denim suit and a pair of large sunglasses that covered half of his face, but he looked ordinary, but he exuded a chilling murderous aura on his body.

An Ming felt that his hair was stimulated by this murderous aura.

Like An Ming, Shentu Zijun also sensed that something was wrong.

Although the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the big fat man, Shen Tu Zijun felt that the muzzle could be aimed at him at any time and shoot a deadly bullet.

"You're afraid of me?"

The gunman spoke slowly, his voice muffled and steady, but there was a hint of brutality and pride in it. His tone was a little stiff, like he was pulling his tongue.

An Ming felt a drop of cold sweat slip down his forehead and fall on his upper eyelids, which was very uncomfortable. But he didn't dare to wipe it, for fear of angering the gunman.

"Huh!"

The gunman chuckled, a hunter-like sense of superiority.

But that sense of superiority soon vanished.

"Afraid of you?" Lin Shen said puzzledly: "Why are you afraid of you, a rookie? ”

The murderous aura on the killer's body suddenly stagnated, and then he went berserk.

"You say it again? Say what am I? ”

With a gloomy tone, the muzzle of the gun turned to Lin Shen.

The big fat man felt the deadly pressure diverted away, as if he had just been released from the gallows, gasping for breath and slumping to the ground.

His crotch was already wet, and it was still oozing with fishy liquid.

"I'm sorry, I said something wrong," Lin Shen looked at the gunman very seriously, "I shouldn't say that you are a rookie, you should be a rookie." ”

The gunman laughed grimly, and said hoarsely: "Anyone who dares to say that about me has already gone to hell, and now, I will send you to be their companion." ”

"Wave!"

There was a dull thud, and the gunman pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A silencer was installed on the muzzle of the gun to prevent the sound of the gun from spreading.

This shot actually blew Lin Shen's entire person away, like a cloud, destroyed by the wind.

The face of the gunman suddenly changed drastically, people are flesh and blood, how could this happen? He couldn't understand it at all, and he also lost his trace of Lin Shen.

But after all, he is a powerful killer, and in the next second, he instinctively turned the muzzle of the gun and aimed it behind him.

But the muzzle of the gun failed to spit out the gunfire again, and a hand was already pinched around his neck.

From that hand came a wonderful power that made him lose all his strength, like sulfuric acid, and in an instant, all the bones in his body melted.

Lin Shen's voice came at this time, "Isn't what I said right?" You're too unprofessional, killer, with the purpose of killing, like a poisonous snake hidden in the night, killing with one blow and retreating with your whole body. But you swaggered in front of the target, do you think you are Simon Blowing Snow or Zorro? ”

As he spoke, Lin Shen didn't give the gun bearer a chance to speak, and broke his cervical vertebrae.

"Remember in the next life, don't pretend to be 13, pretend to be 13 and be struck by lightning."

The body of the gunman fell to the ground, and An Ming walked over quickly and searched carefully.

After a while, he took out more than a dozen documents, and after looking through them one by one, An Ming showed a shocked expression.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person should be the monkey wolf ranked 438 on the world killer list, and these are his fake identities. We, the Dragon Soul Society, have dispatched several people to hunt him down, but we have never been able to do so. ”

"Four hundred and thirty-eight?" Lin Shen said dissatisfiedly: "Could it be that I give people a very good feeling, and I actually sent this kind of rookie to deal with me." ”

Cold sweat broke out on An Ming's head again, except for Lin Shen, who would dare to say that.

Although ranked four hundred and thirty-eight, the monkey wolf's ability is recognized by the world, and he has really done several headaches. Unexpectedly, it took less than a minute to meet Lin Shen, and as soon as he said a complete line, he was sent by Lin Shen to get the lunch.

"He shouldn't be from the Tang Dynasty, right?" Lin Shen asked.

An Ming nodded and said, "Well, legend has it that he is a Goguryi person." ”

"Goguryi?" Lin Shen sneered and said, "It seems that they are dying slowly, Park Zhiheng, I will go to you soon." ”

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

It sounds like a lot of people are running together, but the pace is neat, almost stepping on the same step.

Then, there was the sound of a gun being loaded.

Lin Shen picked his eyes, and said with a smile: "The main lord is finally here, and the show is about to be staged, Zijun and An Ming, you take good care of the sick number, my business has nothing to do with you." ”

As he spoke, Lin Shen's figure flashed, he came to the window, and raised his hand to smash the glass with one palm.

Then, he jumped on the windowsill, grabbed the upper edge with one hand, turned around and squeezed his eyes at Shentu Zijun and said, "Zijun, the mushroom soup you made last time was delicious, go back and prepare more ingredients, and wait for me to come back and drink it!" ”

As he spoke, Lin Shen jumped out of the window.

"This is the sixth floor!"

Director Ding let out an exclamation, chased to the window, poked his head out and looked up and down, but in this short moment, Lin Shen had disappeared into the night.