"You and Evan just call someone, and I'll do everything until noon tomorrow."

Listening to the rat-throwing bluff outside, Lin Mo stood up, squeezed his wrist, and let out a burst of machine-gun-like crackling and dense explosions all over his body, and the people in the room were dumbfounded.

Is this the sound that the human body is capable of?

What biochemical warriors, what cyborg warriors, all this immediately makes sense.

It's Kung Fu!

Even the CIA agent was stunned, but he was immediately relieved, the other party was Chinese, of course, Chinese kung fu.

Anyone who has seen Bruce. Lao Mei, a large number of Chinese kung fu movies such as Bruce Lee's movies, greatly admires and superstitifies Chinese kung fu, believing that the real Chinese kung fu can almost fly to the sky and do anything, just like the magic in Western legends.

On the other hand, compared with the whimsical way of thinking of the Chinese, the imagination of Westerners is extremely poor, like an arid and barren Gobi desert.

"You, can you do it?"

Charlie. Mitchell expressed concern that while he acknowledged that he could scrap an Audi with a single punch, he did not dare to think that one person could fight a group.

Not to mention that ants bite elephants to death, and the other party still has guns in their hands, machetes, chains, clubs and other weapons, these guys outside are simply an organized gang, and if you heroes rush in, most of them will become scum.

"I'll help you!"

It's not just Charlie who won Linmer. Mitchell's Respect, Aven. Carter clenched his fists and made a crackling sound.

The United States is a society that deeply admires individual heroism, and there is nothing more exciting than challenging a group of armed criminals by one person.

In the United States, where liberalism is rampant, it is not surprising that those agents are dazed and do something outrageous, and they may even be regarded as heroes.

"Mr. Morin. I'm with me too! ”

Bob also stepped forward like a real man at this time and picked up the shotgun.

As the backbone of the family. There are some things he has to do for the sake of his family.

"No, no, no! You take care of the women and children here, and I'll take care of the rest, don't worry, it will only take a few minutes, and I'll be back soon. ”

Lin Mo looked at the time on his watch, estimated the time in his heart, and didn't take it seriously at all, as if he was just going out to play a game of golf.

Charlie. Mitchell and Aven. Carter's two agents glanced at each other and admired Lin Mo even more.

In the face of the overwhelming number of thugs, they were still calm. The psychological quality of Chinese pilots is frighteningly high. Even if it's an astronaut, the two of them guessed that it was almost the same.

But it's too dangerous!

The two CIA agents couldn't stop Lin Mo, their hearts were full of worry, and at the same time, they grabbed their pistols and stood at the door. Be prepared to shoot at the slightest mistake, even if it violates the CIA's rules of operation.

The dragon knight's actions were personally approved by the two agents, and they were generous, and they were willing to take some responsibility for it.

"Hmm! Hehe" The guy who was trampled on the ground let out a sneer, thinking that this self-defeating Oriental was dead, and it was the kind that died miserably.

His companions will get him out quickly, and yes, everyone in this villa is dead, and he will not let any of them go.

Lin Mo unbuttoned his collar. With a faint smile, he walked to the door of the villa and opened the door.

Everyone didn't see clearly how Lin Mo got out, as if a wind swept up, and the person at the door disappeared.

Outside, it seemed that a scoop of cold water was poured directly into the boiling oil pot, and the pot exploded with a bang.

Charlie who resisted the door. Mitchell's face changed, and he looked out the window. It doesn't matter if you look at it, you can't take your eyes off it when you look at it.

"O my God! Is he human? ”

Charlie. Mitchell muttered in disbelief.

"What's wrong, Charlie?" Elvin. Carter kicked the wicked man again, and came to the window, and suddenly a gray shadow flew by the window with a scream, and there was a terrible crash not far away.

"My God!"

Elvin. Carter also let out a low, uncontrollable exclamation.

The two agents stood dumbly in front of the window, staring out of the window motionless, as if they had been petrified by Medusa.

Bob and his wife, Lisa, looked at each other, wondering what was going on outside, which surprised the two "bodyguards" so much.

No, aren't they "bodyguards"? How come the employer is out there and they don't fulfill their duties? It was as if the two of them were the objects to be protected.

"Lisa sweetheart, stay here, I'll take a look."

Bob clutched his shotgun and walked to the window to see what kind of wonder was there, leaving the two men speechless in surprise.

If there is the slightest mistake, he will definitely not hesitate to shoot and kill the intruder in his private area, which is completely legal in the United States.

When the screams rang out outside, the wicked man bound by the nylon cable tie let out a strange laugh, thinking that the self-conscious Oriental man was being caught by his accomplices and tortured in every way, but the screams kept ringing out, and the accents were varied, and it was clearly not the same person's voice, and some people's shouts were still very familiar.

Gradually, the wicked man suddenly couldn't laugh, he struggled a little, but he couldn't stand up, so he gave up climbing to the window to see what was going on, and simply pricked up his ears and tried to listen to the movement outside, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became, and his face became whiter and paler.

He could already fully hear that it was his accomplices who were being attacked, and it was a terrible scuffle, with constant screams as if people had been thrown out, and muffled grunts that hurt to the depths of his soul, the sound of huge crashes, and even the sound of cars that had been triggered by the alarm rolling, as if there was a strange beast wreaking havoc outside.

"My God!"

Bob, who was standing in front of the window, was also decisively petrified.

His wife, Lisa, didn't know what was going on, but she didn't dare to go over and take a look.

"Hey, hey, what's going on, what's going on? Is that guy out there human? Could it be a vampire. No, it's daytime. Could it be a werewolf? ”

The wicked man roared unwillingly, and just by listening to the sound, he knew that his accomplices had kicked the iron plate, but he did not know what was really going on outside, and his mood was extremely complicated, both frightened and curious, both.

There were about 40 people outside the house, and I thought it would be easy to clean up the new guests in the villa, but I didn't expect to be disadvantaged. The first little boss who rushed up was caught by the other party and entered the house at once. To make matters worse, all the windows in the whole house were sealed, and the back door was even more tightly blocked.

What everyone didn't expect was that an Oriental suddenly rushed out of it, they didn't even see each other's appearances clearly, but the men who had experienced a hundred battles were like fragile babies. One by one, the kites were flown directly.

Machetes, steel rods, and chains are all useless, and the opponent only throws one punch from beginning to end, and before people can react, they stage a trapeze.

Even if you don't get hit by a punch and vomit blood, just falling alive on the lawn, in the garbage heap or in the bushes is definitely not a good experience.

They also have guns, but they can't play a role at all like burning sticks at the moment, and before they can aim and pull the trigger, the other party has already moved like a shadow to nowhere. Even in front of the direct bullying, it is still a simple and unfancy punch.

The thugs outside the villa saw that they were being put down one after another, and they had no power to fight back, just like a little girl who had been stripped naked, and let others do whatever they wanted.

These people are already going crazy, who is that Oriental. Could it be that Bruce. Is Lee (Bruce Lee) possessed? It's just terrible, it doesn't look like a human at all, like a demon out of hell, the embodiment of Satan.

Some of the fast-legged guys rushed to the cars crowded on the sidewalk, but most of them were pulled back one by one and thrown on the lawn.

Even those lucky ones who managed to rush into the car were thrown out with the people and the car, rolling in the crowded pile of vehicles, the body of the car constantly emitted twisted moans and a series of violent collisions, and there were bursts of terrified screams from the cabin.

Ant! A swarm of ants!

Lin Mo didn't put these little scum with a combat power of only 5 in his eyes at all, he didn't even need weapons, nor did he need any combat skills, he didn't use any tricks to defeat the enemy, and in the blink of an eye, he cleared all the thugs outside and threw them on the lawn outside the door.

The humanoid tank-like dragon knight is so domineering, walking sideways as he pleases.

Anyway, the Boyces were about to move out, and it was no pity that the beautiful lawn had been crushed by a group of rough white and black strong men.

"Three minutes and five seconds, forty-one in all!"

Lin Mo clapped his hands, looked at the time on his wrist, and walked towards the villa.

Behind him was the groans and screams of the remnants of the defeated soldiers, and several horrific and dilapidated cars, emitting increasingly thick black smoke, as if they had just been raged by a battle, no less terrible than being strafed by fighter jets.

The dragon knight has already shown mercy to his subordinates, and he has used ingenuity to make it so thrilling.

This is the United States, a foreign pilot is here to carry dozens of lives in one go, I am afraid that the US government will not sit idly by no matter what, and Lin Mo will certainly not make trouble for himself.

Charlie. Mitchell and Aven. Carter gasped and watched Lin Mo push the door in with a complicated expression.

"Are you really human? Really a pilot? ”

Charlie. Mitchell gritted his teeth and asked again.

"Huh? Of course, if it is fake! ”

Lin Mo paused, then laughed, patted his chest, and did not make any metallic sound, indicating that he was a pure human made of flesh and blood-

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