The vast majority of these people who came to intercept and kill Lin Cheng were veterans from the military, and the long-term training allowed them to directly make a subconscious reaction when they saw the muzzle of the gun, looking for cover nearby and immediately pounced, and they did exactly that.

But they didn't know that the person they were trying to kill was not a veteran, but a killer.

Because of the plastic toy building block submachine gun in his hand, the weight of the gun body is actually about the same as an apple, coupled with Lin Cheng's professional gun control ability, so that there is basically no recoil when shooting.

The muzzle of the gun is not even the slightest deviation, and it can be said that it completely takes advantage of what a real gun can't do.

With the marksmanship trained by the Assassin League and the dynamic vision far beyond ordinary people, the red dot crosshair in the center of the scope could hit the enemy in the head before they could pounce, and then Lin Cheng would immediately pull the trigger.

With the pull of the trigger, a small cylindrical block bullet comes out of its chamber, leaving a hole in the opponent's head.

Unlike John Walker's solid marksmanship, Lin Cheng's marksmanship was already like opening a tactical eyepiece, and each shot tightly locked the enemy's head, so that in an instant, Lin Cheng killed the four black-clothed bodyguards in front of him with four bullets.

Killing people also takes time.

When Lin Cheng turned the muzzle, the other eight people had completely dispersed, each looking for cover, and then began to counterattack under Lin Cheng's sudden attack, the gunfire was everywhere, the muzzle flame was like a flower, and suddenly more than a dozen pistol bullets flew from all directions.

It's a pity that Lin Cheng is wearing today is not only a haute couture bulletproof suit produced by a textile factory, but also a set of heavy rapid response tactical armor with bulletproof inserts, and the pistol bullet can't penetrate the composite defense on his body at all.

This person is not only a lock hanger, but also a lock blood hanger.

With his strong physical fitness, Lin Cheng completely ignored the pain of the pistol bullet hitting his body, he picked up the submachine gun in his arms and walked towards the nearest person, the muzzle of the building block toy submachine gun, not even a trace of trembling.

With every time he pulled the trigger, an enemy who came to intercept him fell to the ground, and in less than a minute, there were twelve more dead bodies on the ground, and the UMP45 in Lin Cheng's hand had not even been completely emptied of the block bullets of a magazine.

Lin Cheng, who was in the advanced stage of cancer, directly returned the magazine, took out a new magazine from the armor chest on his chest, and reinstalled it, but his eyes were scanning around.

Aside from the twelve men at his feet who had already been killed by him, he didn't see any other enemies appearing.

And even if there were twelve people lying here, there was no police intervention near the airport, and Lin Cheng suspected that Saint Dino might have used some special channels.

After all, the power of the entire High Table is spread all over the world, from ordinary people to high-ranking government officials and various law enforcement agencies, and it is not difficult to mobilize regional law enforcement agencies to choose to turn a blind eye to what is happening in an area.

"It's just these twelve people, isn't it right?"

Seeing that no one else appeared, Lin Cheng didn't plan to continue wasting time here.

He put the gun back into his chest, restored his backpack, and turned back into the very ordinary, young and handsome Chinese male tourist, and walked briskly out of the small square in front of the airport to the underground passage leading to the New York subway.

He didn't care at all whether he would be captured by the passing surveillance video, and even if he did, he was not afraid, as long as he entrusted it to the Continental Hotel, spent a gold coin or two, and soon there would be professionals to contact the government and law enforcement agencies to put all the follow-up problems aside.

On the other side, in a private museum in Brooklyn, New York, when Santinor Antonio heard that he had sent to intercept and kill Lin Cheng's men were all wiped out, and even his number one thug, the mute girl Iris, was missing and her whereabouts were unknown.

His little heart began to pound and thump—

Saint Dino did not send all of his men because he did not take John Walker's warning to heart, because he originally thought that John Walker's statement that Lin Cheng was stronger than him was just an exaggerated statement, trying to scare himself.

Therefore, he only asked Iris to bring a dozen people over, and the rest of the people were still mainly to protect themselves and prevent the enemy from carrying out decapitation tactics.

However, when he received news from his subordinates that the team that went to the airport to intercept and kill the Oriental was completely wiped out, even Saint Dino had to admit that he had indeed underestimated this killer.

So, he made another decision - he set up a bounty for Lin Cheng at the Continental Hotel.

On the platform provided by Continental Hotels, anyone can be rewarded as long as they can afford to pay.

All you need to do is call the Continental, and the Continental will redirect you to a dedicated customer service platform, then complete the registration, deduct the funds from your account, and then it will be announced on all channels, and the Continental Hotel will only take a part of the handling fee from it.

Of course, this commission is by no means a price of one or two dollars, but a very high commission.

The bounty will be sent to all killers in the vicinity of the target, regardless of whether they are members of the Continental Hotel or not, can participate in the bounty hunt, but only one person will receive the final reward.

So, once you are rewarded, you are no longer a person, but a mountain of gold in the eyes of the killers.

Lin Cheng, who was walking in the underground passage, suddenly felt his mobile phone vibrate, he stopped, and glanced at the text message on his mobile phone, which was a text message sent by an unknown number, and the content was a public pursuit order.

And it's a public hunt order for yourself, because it has your name on it.

"Tsk, a bounty of a million dollars or ten killer gold coins, Saint Dinuo, you look down on me so much?"

Looking at the reward amount on the public pursuit order, Lin Cheng smacked his lips and frowned, his expression a little weird.

If he remembers correctly, in the original work, Saint Dino offered a bounty of seven million dollars to John Walker, how did he get to himself and become a million, is he so cheap and worthless, too much.

"Just this million, the real master can't look down on it at all, what kind of goods can be attracted, and can you earn change by working."

[Fox: You're back?] 】

[Fox: What are you causing trouble outside again, and the bounty of the Continental Hotel has been sent to me? 】

Not only was the reward from the Continental Hotel sent to Lin Cheng's mobile phone, but even the news of the fox came one after another, and it could be seen that even the fox had received a reward for Lin Cheng, so he immediately sent a message to inquire about the situation.

I have to say that what Continental Hotel has done in the bounty industry is very in-depth and comprehensive, and the customer experience is full of points.

[Lin Cheng: When I came back, I took an order, and the goal was to struggle again, don't worry about me, I'll go back soon]

After editing the text message, Lin Cheng sent the reply to the fox, and then put the phone back in his jacket pocket.

As for why his reply was so simple, it was because right in front of him, there were already two guys dressed like subway security guards in front of him, still holding daggers in their hands-

No matter how you look at it, they all look like they're here to find fault.