Lin Kun took out a knife from his pocket and began to cut his hair frantically, while his beast-like sharp eyes kept looking around.

I have to say that those reincarnators are not as weak as he imagined, even in the situation just now, they have killed eight or nine gangsters.

Taking advantage of the fact that the group of people not far away were not paying attention, Lin Kun quietly dragged a gangster who was lying in a pool of blood into the dark grass.

He gasped slightly, and began to take off the other's shirt.

These gangsters come out to cut people, once the number of people increases, it is impossible for everyone to know each other, in order to avoid accidentally injuring their companions, they will choose to wear the same jewelry to make it easy to distinguish.

For example, before the fight, everyone will be given the same pair of gloves or the same ribbon or something.

And the cripple man and his gang look more professional than the average gangster, everyone wears the same black top, and they can tell at a glance whether they are friends or foes.

Lin Kun quickly changed into the black shirt of this gangster thug, smeared blood on his face, and then used a knife to quickly cut his hair.

The situation not far away began to change, Ling Kun held the crippled man hostage with a gun, and walked towards the vehicle.

The dozen or so gangsters didn't dare to step forward, so they could only follow suit.

Lin Kun hurriedly quickened the movement of his hand, and after a while, his thick hair immediately shrunk in a circle, as if he had been gnawed by a dog, which was extremely ugly.

But he was not satisfied, and smeared some blood and dirt on his head and body before he would give up.

Lin Kun's current appearance is like a different person, unless it is a familiar old black, if others don't look closely, it is almost impossible for others to recognize him.

At this time, he walked out of the shadows and quietly came behind the dozen or so gangsters.

Naturally, one of the keen-sensed fellows spotted him, but only glanced back at him and saw that he was wearing the same shirt before turning his head away in confidence.

If it were the usual one, there might be a flaw that might be discovered.

Now the attention of these thugs is all on Ling Kun and the lame man, and they don't have time to think about it at all, so they are easily mixed in by Lin Kun.

"If you don't want him to die, just stand back, do you hear it?" Ling Kun held the lame man hostage with a fierce face, and retreated towards the vehicle step by step.

At this time, he was only seven or eight meters away from the nearest vehicle.

"Boy, hold your gun steady, don't accidentally go off!" The lame man raised his hands and said sharply.

Anyway, he is also a person who has seen strong winds and waves, and in the face of this situation, he will not be scared to pee his pants.

In the Tao, the most important thing is face, not to mention that in front of so many younger brothers, even if he is afraid of death in his heart, it is impossible to show it.

"Let your people stay away, or I'll shoot you in the head!" Ling Kun glanced at the vehicles that were getting closer and closer behind him, and pressed the muzzle of the gun in his hand against the lame man's temple.

"If I let my people retreat, wouldn't you be able to escape after killing me, am I really so stupid?" The lame man sneered, a little domineering, "In this situation, even if I die, you have to at least give me a funeral!" ”

Ling Kun snorted coldly and didn't speak again, just continued to hold the other party hostage and retreated silently, his nerves tense like never before.

After all, the dozen or so gangsters who formed a semicircle were only about three meters away from him, and it seemed that they might rush up at any time.

Six-meter ......

Five-meter ......

Four-meter ......

Getting closer and closer to the car behind him, Ling Kun had already begun to calculate the various possibilities that would happen after he got into the car, and deduced countermeasures in his mind.

But at this moment, one of those gangster thugs suddenly waved his hands wildly and staggered towards him!

In the face of such a change, Ling Kun's pupils shrank, and he did not hesitate to point the gun at this person and pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a blood flower immediately bloomed on the man's lower abdomen.

However, because his body had not yet maintained his balance, he had not reduced his castration, and he actually used his body to pounce on the lame man and Ling Kun to the ground together.

In the face of such a huge change, even the group of gangsters did not react.

At this moment, a muffled voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Hurry up, hurry up, his gun is out of bullets!"

At this critical moment, the normal human brain has no room to think at all, and will only habitually believe the message given by this "teammate".

The guy who reacted a little faster, when he thought that Ling Kun had indeed fired several shots before, he would also subconsciously believe the sentence "he ran out of bullets".

Therefore, this group of gangster thugs was only slightly stunned, like a group of vicious wolves, and rushed up.

"Who the made you ......" The lame man's eyes darkened with anger, but he was directly interrupted by the little brothers who rushed up to him.

The gun in Ling Kun's hand was his, how many bullets were left in the magazine, could he not know?

Now there are three bullets in that gun, although it is impossible to kill everyone, but it is enough to kill the crippled master!

"Bang!"

Sure enough, the gunshot rang out again, and the lame man's heart trembled, but fortunately he didn't feel pain, this shot was not on him, but on a gangster thug who swung a knife at Ling Kun.

At this time, the lie of "no bullets" was self-defeating, but now that the arrow is on the bow, there is no way back.

Ling Kungang, who was pressed under the lame master, raised the gun in his hand and was about to force back this group of mad dogs, but who knew that with a pain in his hand, the entire palm holding the gun was cut off!

Ling Kun let out a painful scream from his mouth, but he still didn't give up, but immediately strangled the throat of the lame man who was pressing on him.

Try to hide your body under the other person's body, so that at least those gangster thugs will not easily use the knife on him.

"Tick Tick Tick Woo ......"

At this moment, the sound of police cars suddenly came from outside the park, and the light of the high beams hit from afar, and several police cars drove into the park.

At the same time, a huge horn shouted from the car: "People in front, don't act rashly, raise your hands, or we will shoot!"

Lin Kun's face was slightly gloomy, he knew that it must be Ling Kun and his party who quietly called the police when they saw that the situation was not good.

But he had already taken precautions, and the reason why he deliberately chose this Qingshan Park was because it was far away from the police station, and even if he called the police, the police would not be able to come for a while.

But the police still arrived in time in such a short time, needless to say, they also knew that it was Ling Kun's damn protagonist aura who was causing trouble.

A few gangster thugs who were about to drag Ling Kun out from under the lame man were also a little at a loss at this time.

At this time, the lame master was locked by Ling Kun's throat with his arm, his face turned red, and he couldn't speak.

Ling Kun actually had the faint possibility of escaping death!