Chen Lin came out of the bunker with an assault rifle and walked to a strong man who had been shot in the leg and was tightening the upper end of the wound with a strip of cloth to slow down the flow of blood, and watched him quietly.

A woman's mind always changes quickly. A few months ago, Chen Lin felt that her long hair was very in the way, so she simply cut it all off and shaved her head neatly. She soon regretted it and began to grow her hair. Sufficient food provides nutrients for the body, although Chen Lin's current short hair is obviously a man's style, it adds a bit of heroism to her, and with her bumpy figure, she looks another special charm.

The injured strong man was very tough, he tried to raise his head, and glared at Chen Lin with a vicious gaze: "Lao Tzu is just unlucky, what do you see?" Like you, a cheap 1 goods, Lao Tzu can him in one night......"

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Lin, who was full of indifference, had already pulled the trigger. The fierce man fell in response, and the bullet pierced his neck accurately, blasting his entire head to the side.

Chen Lin doesn't like to shoot his target in the head at close range. Doing so will only splatter blood and brains everywhere, even on yourself. Women like to be clean, and Chen Lin is no exception.

Raising his foot and kicking the strong man's corpse over, avoiding the blood spurting from the broken neck, Chen Lin bent down and took off a necklace from the corpse's chest, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, with a smile on his face.

It was a "Cartier" diamond necklace, a women's model, with exquisite workmanship. The shot in the strong man's leg was shot by Chen Lin. She was a little far away at that time, and she couldn't see very clearly, but she could see a reflection on the strong man's chest from the scope. When it comes to jewelry, women have a natural sensitivity. The strong man apparently did not understand the difference between men's jewelry and women's necklaces. He apparently got the necklace from a luxury store. Now, it has become Chen Lin's trophy.

Xie Kun methodically arranged various follower teams to clean up the battlefield.

"You go over there and set up a guard post on the periphery of the square."

"You guys go and occupy the building at ten o'clock, and move a machine gun over there. The location is high enough to control the entire perimeter street. ”

"All the attackers must be dealt with in half an hour. When the leader was leaving, he specially explained that we should not take prisoners. Since they dare to do it, they must pay for it! ”

When the two armed followers escorted Hu Zhehai into the waiting hall, Xie Kun was giving the last order. This man with glasses looked a little weak, and the slightly long hairstyle on the top of his head was even a little funny, but Hu Zhehai didn't have the heart to take care of these. He clearly heard every word that came out of Xie Kun's mouth. His heart was pounding, and his mind was filled with fear and shock.

I seem to have miscalculated something.

From beginning to end, Hu Zhehai did not take Xie Kun as a person, and never included him in the list of people who must be taken seriously. Of course, this is not surprising. Hu Zhehai is not very clear about the composition of Liu Tianming's team. He could only judge from the few few contacts before and after, as well as the sightseeing tour at the "Iron Fist Club" that night.

The identity of the people who follow the leader at all times is very important. Even if it is a horse boy with a bag, he must pay enough attention.

But Xie Kun has always been very low-key. He has a quiet personality, like a cat hiding in the shadows. Even if the opponent approached, if he didn't have the certainty of a fatal blow, Xie Kun would definitely not make a move. Especially his appearance, it is easy to be misunderstood as weak and deceitful. He was of medium stature and had no muscles. I don't want Cao Xinneng and Yang Qingguo to be burly and strong, and I don't want Luo Kuan to be rich and handsome. In the words of the civilized era, Xie Kun is an out-and-out "poor file". In particular, the pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose is simply the best evidence of poverty and sourness.

Xie Kun himself didn't understand why he kept this pair of glasses all the time.

The mutated cells have obviously changed their physique, and their eyes are no longer short-sighted, and there is no need to add burden to the face. However, Xie Kun just didn't have the consciousness to take off his glasses and throw them away.

He has a very special nickname in the team———— "Glasses Man".

Hu Zhehai felt that he could win over Xie Kun. Especially now, Liu Tianming takes people out, which is simply the best time given by God.

If he can successfully recruit these people, Hu Zhehai feels that he is not a failure, and even more successful than he expected before. Quite simply, the results of the battle have shown that his men are useless, and they are all waste that can be killed casually. The combat experience of these people in Liu Tianming's team is simply incomparable. They are outrageously powerful, especially the bloody cruelty they display, like a well-tuned, powerful, and accurate killing machine.

"Wait! Wait a minute! I have something to say. ”

When he was escorted by two armed followers to walk in front of Xie Kun, Hu Zhehai shouted at him desperately: "This is your chance, I am willing to cooperate with you." You...... I don't know your name, but you'll have to let me finish. Please, it's all good for us. ”

The shouting was loud, echoing in the empty waiting hall. Many people turned to look in this direction with a puzzled expression. Xie Kun waved his hand casually, and everyone turned around and went back to busy with their own affairs.

Xie Kun motioned for the two followers to escort Hu Zhehai in front of him. He looked up and down at Hu Zhehai, who was covered in blood, his clothes were burned with a few holes by splashing gasoline, and even half of his hair was burned, and asked calmly, "What do you want to say?" ”

Hu Zhehai struggled to control his emotions: "Can you tell me your name?" ”

It's no secret. Xie Kun nodded: "My name is Xie Kun." ”

"Xie Kun! Xie Kun ......"

Hu Zhehai repeated the name twice, and he swallowed hard, slightly soaking his throat, which was almost like it was on fire, so that his voice didn't sound so hoarse: "You are strong, I know that you commanded this battle, and you are their commander." You won, crisply, very beautifully, and I lost convincingly. ”

Xie Kun didn't have any emotional changes on his face, and listened quietly to Hu Zhehai's words.

"You may not realize that a great opportunity is in front of you."

Hu Zhehai lowered his voice, and at the same time peeked around quickly, and said in an urgent voice: "You don't want to be inferior forever, do you?" Look at these people around you, they are all experienced and good fighters. You have good weapons, plenty of ammunition, and if you want to, you can live a much better life than you do now. Xie Kun, you know who I am, you know that I have a gang in this city. I'm just as strong. There aren't many people brought today, but on my territory, I can pull out more than ten times more people than I have now. ”

"Of course, they're not as strong as you. They are more like a bunch of civilians. You know what I mean? Any army needs logistical supplies. You need food, you need supplies, you need a place to rest and station. I can provide you with everything you want. There are a lot of beautiful women in the "Iron Fist Club", and you can rotate them every day without getting bored. We control a large tract of arable land outside the city, and there is no problem with food. There are a lot of treasures scattered around the city, and I mean the shops that pre-the pandemic. Whatever you want, there's it all. ”

"We should join forces, we can control the city. We can honor you as our leader, and do everything according to your will. ”

Hu Zhehai's foam splashed depicting a beautiful picture of the future, and the expression on Xie Kun's face did not change in the slightest. It wasn't until Hu Zhehai said that his mouth was dry and even his breathing became a little heavy, that he took off his eyes on the bridge of his nose, took out his handkerchief from his pocket as usual, and wiped it carefully.

"You still don't seem to understand your current situation."

Xie Kun said slowly: "You have been defeated. Nothing will ever change at this point. ”

"Nope! Not so! ”

Hu Zhehai became excited, and his words became more demagogic: "As long as you want, you can get everything." You are a fighting genius and you have what it takes to manage these people well. I will do my best to help you and deliver you to the throne of the King of God. ”

Xie Kun put his eyes back on and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't accept your suggestion. You should talk to our boss about that. ”

On Hu Zhehai's tense face, a strange sneer suddenly appeared.

"Talk to him? Are you referring to Liu Tianming? I don't think the living can talk to the dead. ”

Xie Kun's eyes behind the lenses flashed with a cold gaze: "What do you mean?" ”

Hu Zhehai sneered "hey, hey, hey" and sneered: "Liu Tianming is dead." He was dead from the time he left the train station with me. ”

Xie Kun frowned slightly.

There is a very wonderful inductive connection between every core member of the team and Liu Tianming. This kind of sensing does not accurately perceive the specific location of each other, but through the connection effect of the mutated cells, it knows the potential information that the other person is still alive or dead.

It's a lot like telepathy between twins, and it's the same thing.

Xie Kun was sure that Liu Tianming was not dead. He is healthy. Although the positions of the two sides have been out of the normal sensing distance, Xie Kun knows very well that so far, Liu Tianming has not encountered any mortal danger.

His brows gradually loosened, and he looked at Hu Zhehai, who had a somewhat crazy expression, with indifferent eyes: "You are not only a madman with paranoia, but also a liar with a mouth full of nonsense. ”

Hu Zhehai was not moved at all: "Believe me, I didn't lie to you." Even if Liu Tianming is not dead now, he is not far from death, very close. Hahahaha! ”

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