When it comes to understanding the killer world, Lin Ze naturally doesn't need to be reminded by Scar, who said that he will not act more than tonight at the latest. But in fact, when he went out with the Han family sisters and brothers this morning, he knew that he was being targeted. It's just that those people didn't find a chance to make a move, and on the way here, Lin Ze also got rid of them. But he knew it wouldn't be long before they found out where he was.

So he didn't talk to Scar for too long, asked for the payment address, took a sum of money from Scar, and finally asked, "Are you ready?" ”

"Just waiting for news from Brother Xiaolin." Scar nodded hesitantly.

"Hmm." Lin Ze sent him a cigarette and said lightly. "I'll go first, don't run around before you move, save the grass and startle the snake."

"Understood."

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Ten killers, nine are parallel imports. Of course, the so-called parallel imports are quite Lin Ze's words, and they can be regarded as second-rate in the domestic killer circle. It's just that Lin Ze didn't pay attention to it at all, but the rest of the one, Lin Ze must be a master. And he is the top powerful character in China.

Ever since these people were eyeing themselves, this top killer has not shown up. Even though Lin Ze knew that he had been staring at him, he had not exposed his traces from beginning to end.

With Jin Yuan's level, he couldn't move a killer of this level, Lin Ze knew that there was someone behind him, a big man with great power. This kind of killer is extremely difficult for ordinary people to invite. Their thirst for money has become indifferent, what they need is a challenge, a thrill that wanders on the edge of life and death.

The top killers can be counted on two hands in China, and they are all first-class masters. They are cold-blooded perverts, a bunch of psychologically deformed guys. As Lin Ze understood, they had reached the realm of not killing people for money. As long as the target is strong enough and has a challenging surname, they will take it, and it doesn't matter if you have more money or less money.

These perverts are ruthless people in the killer world who have been screened out layer by layer, assassinated countless targets, and forged a heart of steel. They are murderous, ruthless, and may have a bright career, or they may have a kind appearance, and they may even fit into many circles of communication. But once they take on the task, their violent and cruel side will be exposed and they will become complete lunatics!

According to Lin Ze's understanding, whether it is in China or in Europe, where the killer world is the most prosperous, the top killers anywhere are more or less psychopathic, and even mentally ill. It can be said that they are no longer normal people. Their paranoia is completely hopeless.

Lin Ze knew that the mysterious killer he was about to face was probably a fierce man of this level. Although he is a master of art and bold, he still has to be cautious when encountering such a madman. Not to mention that you can't fight the other party, it's not cost-effective to really have that guy take something from him.

Stopped a taxi, and the moment he got into the car, Lin Ze caught a glimpse of a person standing in the corner not far away.

Cap, gray short sleeves, plain white pants, very ordinary and simple dress, but Lin Ze knew that this was one of the killers who assassinated himself.

Others don't think there's anything wrong with him, they just think he's a member of the toiling masses. But what he ran into was Lin Ze, a full old fritter. From his posture, the location he chose, his face, demeanor, and demeanor, all revealed his identity as a killer.

got on a taxi, Lin Zerang's brother drove casually, how he wanted, but the destination was best to be a quieter place with fewer people.

Listening to such a request, the elder brother couldn't help but take a second look at this young man in his early twenties, and drove with a strange expression. A little more empty, a little less crowded? He wouldn't want to rob me, would he? The elder brother touched his thick arm, and glanced at the slightly thin Lin Ze from the rearview mirror, and his self-confidence swelled.

After swaying for more than half an hour, the elder brother sent Lin Ze to a remote area. Close to the suburbs with many houses nearby. The alleys are crisscrossed, and if you are not familiar with the environment, you may get lost.

In this place where there are some people who are not only local residents but also a little off the beaten track, Lin Ze easily paid the fare, and his brother turned the steering wheel and left.

Lin Ze lit a cigarette and went into the alley.

Of course, he is not afraid that those killers will not be able to keep up, you know, even if it is a third-rate killer, the ability to mark people is as shrewd as that of a hunting dog, unless the target is a master of counter-reconnaissance. Otherwise, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, he will definitely not be able to escape the tracking of the killer.

Without him, basic professionalism. It's as unlikely that a high school teacher would be able to make a mistake if you asked a high school teacher to solve a simple function body.

Lin Ze smoked half of his cigarette, and when he passed a corner, his body flashed, and he slid violently behind a pile of goods. He disappeared for less than three seconds, and a grim-looking man appeared out of thin air from the seat where he was standing, not very old, twenty-five or sixteen years old. But that face has a bloodlust and cruelty that does not match his age. There was a cold light in his black eyes, and his eyes swept left and right, and he was about to choose a path to move forward. His heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly stepped back.

However, how could the target targeted by Lin Ze be so easy to break free?

Less than a meter back, he felt a chill run through his throat, fast, so fast that he could barely feel it. If it weren't for the fact that this killer had also experienced a few years of career, if he were an ordinary person, he would only think that there was a drop of ice water on his neck.

However, there was no cold water on his neck, only a fleeting cold light. And then came the warm blood that bubbled up.

Scarlet blood seeped out from the knife, and at first, the blood only came out very slightly, and even the blood that came out looked like a thin red line. But gradually, the thin line gradually thickened, and finally it was as thick as a little finger!

"Hmm-"

The killer clutched his throat in disbelief, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees. And there was only a figure flashing in front of him, and after he knelt down, he could no longer find the target who wiped his neck!

He is desperate, but unwilling, to die, at least to know who he was killed, at least to know what the person who killed him looks like!

But now, he didn't have a clue about it, he just knew that he was following a target, and then somehow someone cut his neck.

Tick-tock-

Blood poured out from between his fingers and dripped to the ground, mixing with the dust, which looked particularly shocking.

Plop -

The man lost even the strength to kneel, and his whole body threw himself on the ground, saying goodbye to the world.

When the second killer arrived, all he saw was the corpse of his companion. His brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately found cover to protect himself from being attacked by the other party.

It's unbelievable - it's unbelievable that this companion would be hunted down silently. And the distance between himself and him was less than ten seconds. It was just ten seconds before the other party killed him and disappeared again.

The killer felt threatened, he felt that death was approaching, but his good work kept him calm and analyzed how the other party would continue.

In fact, unless they are extremely close companions, killers almost always work alone. They don't even know each other, and they generally don't take on group assignments unless someone makes a high price and the task seems to be easy. And it's also a mission for a group of ten.

The confusion in the killer's mind flickered, and he quickly retracted his breath, fell silent, and tightened his grip on the pistol, as soon as he saw the target, he would shoot in an instant. Be sure to blow off the other person's head. He has absolute confidence in his marksmanship. Within thirty meters, he could easily hit even a fly, let alone a target the size of a human head. For him, it couldn't be simpler. Otherwise, the unit price of his task would not have started at 500,000.

Only if you have the ability can you be valuable, and only if you have value, someone will be willing to pay a high price. Chen Nuan, as one of the top killers in Huaxin City, is almost the most top-notch except for a few fierce people who have not registered in the killer world.

He stayed where he was for less than thirty seconds before preparing to change locations.

The killer's professional mind tells him that unless you are sure that you are safe to lurk in a hidden corner for more than twelve hours, you must change positions within thirty seconds, because this place is not safe.

Chen Nuan guarded his profession tightly, preparing to change the lurking point.

However, when he moved, a chill ran in his back.

Almost in one go, he lifted his arms, twisted his waist, and turned—

Before the muzzle of the gun could be pointed at the man who had crept up behind him, a handleless knife was inserted in his chest, which was covering his heart. The strength of the body was drained in an instant, and he couldn't even use the strength to pull the trigger, so unwillingly, staring at that demonic face, he knelt down softly, fell to the ground on his back, and lost his life.

The second one.

Lin Ze sighed lightly in his heart, once again escaped into the complicated terrain, and disappeared.

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"Two dead." A man dressed in black furnished in extreme simplicity frowned and muttered to himself. "Solved in a minute."

The two men behind him also had complicated expressions, but it was only a pause, and the three of them immediately fled into the alley in a triangular direction.

Ten killers, in groups of three, divided into three groups, and one more person was on hold. In just one minute, the first team has lost two people, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the lone killer will also be hunted.

All the killers understand that this time they are facing a master who knows a lot about professional killers, and his anti-reconnaissance methods are also very clever. Otherwise, with their formation, it would be absolutely impossible to hunt two people in just one minute.

For each group of three, they maintain a distance that they can support for ten seconds. When one side is in trouble, the three sides support. How can this be done without a deep understanding of their modus operandi?

The killers who surrounded and suppressed Lin Ze from three directions tightened their weapons one after another, and their movements were more swift and sharp, pressing towards the center.

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There will be 4 chapters on Monday, and 2 chapters will be updated at 12 o'clock in the evening, and the fat and tearful rush to beg everyone to give support~