"Bastard, I usually raise you bunch of garbage for nothing, hurry up and start the plane."

In the deepest part of the base is an open landing field, in the middle of which is a helicopter gunship. Under the scolding of an old man in purple, the nervous pilot finally completed the last operation, and the helicopter began to slowly climb up.

The propeller was running at full speed, and the sand and rocks flew within a radius of ten meters, and the old man breathed a sigh of relief. But his face soon changed dramatically, for he clearly saw that a figure faster than an arrow pierced through the wind and sand, and in an instant came under the helicopter, and then, like a big bird, spread his arms, and jumped onto the pedal outside the helicopter door.

"Kill him!" The old man shouted hoarsely.

There were also two armed men inside the helicopter, one holding the M4A1, the other holding a tiger-toothed saber, and opened the hatch.

"Thanks, you're really understanding!" Lin Shen grinned softly, grabbed the tiger-toothed saber with a flick of his wrist, and with a flick of his hand, the saber instantly pierced M4A1's head. He then dodged into the cockpit and kicked the dead M4A1 and the man with the tiger-toothed saber out of the helicopter with a single kick.

"Lift off, he'll give it to me." The old man gave a sharp order, and stepped from the cockpit into the manned cabin. This helicopter is the latest model produced in Beim, and the manned cabin is enough to accommodate seven or eight big men, and now there are only two people, Lin Shen and the old man, and there is more than enough space.

The old man slowly raised his palms, lit up a posture of splitting his palms, and opened the door with his feet. Lin Shen looked at the black qi in the old man's palm and laughed happily: "Black sand palm, that's right, you are Song Li." ”

"That's you? Killed all the good men under my command, and threatened to kill them all, forcing me to this place where birds don't? The old man had already looked at Lin Shen, and suddenly felt very ridiculous. A month ago, he was still a big man who called for wind and rain, and suddenly he was hit devastatingly, not to mention the power to fight back, and he didn't even know who was attacking. He made a lot of guesses, whether it was the famous family of martial arts who succeeded or the gangs he offended, but he didn't expect that it would be such a childish kid.

Lin Shen didn't want to talk to a dying person, so after waving it, he said impatiently: "Hurry up and hand over your life, I have to rush back to soak that superb beauty!" ”

"Little doll, you're crazy, aren't you? My stele opener Song Li has killed more people than you have ever seen, give me death! As he spoke, the old man with a hideous face took a step forward, raised his hand and slapped it at Lin Shen's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Lin Shen smiled sarcastically, and with a wave of his hand, he hit Song Li's palm like driving away mosquitoes. From Lin Shen's palm, a strange force of cold and heat fluctuated, like a grinding plate, and Song Li's palm power was reduced to nothing with just one turn. Then, this force turned into a monstrous frenzy and poured into Song Li's body, crushing his internal force that had been cultivating for decades with one blow.

Song Li was shocked and flew up, his back hit the thick cabin, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he was in pain.

"Oh my God, how is this possible? You, you abolished me? Song Li couldn't believe it, no matter how he said it, he was also an acquired five-fold realm, whether in the martial arts or in the rivers and lakes, he was a first-class master. But now, he has been understated by someone to abolish his martial arts, what kind of person is this kid, how can he be so strong?

Looking at Lin Shen who was walking forward, Song Li was finally crushed by fear, knelt down and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am the head of the Shengtang Kingdom of Hannibal's organization, and the wealth under my command is more than two billion US dollars, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will hand it all over." If I don't want money, I still have rare antiquities, diamonds and jadeite, and authentic works of celebrities, all of which I can take out to buy my life. ”

Lin Shen's palm completely shattered Song Li's confidence, and he could only hope that the lure would make Lin Shen tempted. His condition made the pilot's hands tremble, and he almost controlled the helicopter to crash into the ridge. If you have this money, you can buy a small country.

Lin Shen scratched his ears and said with some displeasure: "You are too noisy, hurry up and shut up, let me finish what the master has explained, and send you to Xitian." As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized token, which was engraved with small characters smaller than a grain of rice, and as soon as he gave it away, it was deeply embedded in the steel plate of the cabin.

Lin Shen cleared his throat, his expression was straight, and his body exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness. "Song Li, you colluded with foreign criminals, brutalized your compatriots, and committed a heinous capital crime. Now, you kneel down and confess your sins to these innocent victims on the spirit tablets. ”

"Wishful thinking!"

Song Li, who already knew that he was dead, decided to fight to the death, flipped his wrist, and revealed the real killer feature.

It was a pocket pistol hidden in its sleeve, made by a special process that could only fire one bullet, but it was twice as powerful as the Desert Eagle.

"Give me death!"

With a hoarse roar, brilliant gunfire burst out from the muzzle of the gun, like a meteor flashing in the sky. Song Li fell to the ground softly and laughed wildly: "If you waste my kung fu, I will kill you." What is the use of good kung fu, one bullet can solve it. ”

Before the words fell, Lin Shen's indifferent voice sounded again, "It is a shame for a martial artist to use a gun, Song Li, you are hopeless, I will judge you with the five qi of heavenly punishment." ”

Song Li showed an expression as if he had swallowed a whole ostrich egg, and hurriedly raised his head to see that Lin Shen was standing in place, as if he had not moved, except for raising his right hand. In Lin Shen's outstretched right hand, there was a cloud of mist in the palm of his hand, evenly divided into five colors: red, yellow, blue, white, and black, and slowly turned. And the bullet was actually suspended in the air, not touching the palm of the palm at all, and floating with the aerosol.

"What about God, is it really the five qi of heaven? What kind of iniquity have I done! As soon as he saw this mist, Song Li suddenly remembered the legend that hung high above the heads of every person in the martial arts and rivers and lakes like a sharp sword, punishing the five qi from heaven and punishing it on behalf of the sky.

All his life seemed to be drained from his body, like a rotten piece of wood.

Lin Shen stepped on Song Li's head, so that he knelt down to the spirit card, took out a stack of yellow paper money, and spilled it from the helicopter with a raised hand.

"If you have spirits in heaven, rest in peace!"

The five-colored mist in Lin Shen's hand suddenly spun up, and gradually turned into a small ball the size of a soybean, leaning over and slapping into Song Li's body with a fluttering palm. Heaven punished the five qi, presided over life and death, and reversed reincarnation, which made Song Li fall into the deepest nightmare in an instant.

In the dream, he seemed to be turned into an animal, tied to a gallows and grilled; seems to have become a slut, beaten to death with a stone after being ravaged by tens of millions of people, a dream, a thought, a thought, a reincarnation, Song Li experienced countless painful reincarnations in an instant.

After waking up, Song Li seemed to have just been fished out of the water, wet all over, and kept shivering. He muttered, "I'm guilty, I deserve to die, I'm heinous, please, kill me!" ”

Lin Shen glanced at Song Li lightly, and the childishness on his face due to the elegance disappeared without a trace, replaced by a layer of mysterious majesty, as if he was an inviolable god, and as if he was the Heavenly Dao in the underworld. He used force under his feet, only to hear the sound of "bang", Song Li's brain had burst.

However, after killing Song Li, the mysterious aura on Lin Shen's body suddenly swept away, and his eyes suddenly became lively. He stepped into the cockpit and said to the pilot with a smile: "This big brother, you still fly back, I'm still in a hurry to pick up girls." ”

The pilot was frightened, subconsciously turned his gaze to Lin Shen, and said with a flattering face: "Yes, yes, the villain will definitely do it." In his eyes, Lin Shen is a living Hell King, and even Song Li, who is in charge of the power of killing ten thousand people, is dead, how dare he resist.

"Thank you, but it's so close to the mountains ahead, can you dodge?" Lin Shen smiled again, and suddenly pointed to the outside of the helicopter and said.

The pilot hurriedly turned around and was horrified to find that he had just accidentally lowered the height of the helicopter because of nervousness, and the strong ridge was coming towards him, and he was only about to hit it at a distance of less than ten meters.

"Ahh

Amid the pilot's screams, Lin Shen sighed and shook his head, jumping off the helicopter.