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"Ahh

As the butt of the gun fell violently towards Lin Junhe's head, a miserable scream suddenly alarmed everyone present and attracted the attention of almost everyone.

It's just that when they saw what was happening on the stairs, they couldn't help but show a little surprise on their faces.

The scream did not come from the young man's mouth.

At this time, the strong man dressed as a soldier was subdued by the young man for some reason.

One of his hands and wrists was pinned down by the young man like a twisted flower, and he could only crouch down with a painful look on his face.

"Stop!"

When everyone present saw it, they all shouted loudly.

For a while, countless muzzles of guns immediately turned to Lin Junhe.

And Lin Junhe still looked at everyone with a smile, and said calmly: "I'm just coming down to have breakfast, do you need to be so excited?"

"Or is this some novel breakfast model introduced by your hotel?"

Hearing Lin Junhe's words, everyone present suddenly became even more angry, and the hotel staff was already in a cold sweat and couldn't say anything.

This young man ...... Could it be that his guts can't be beaten with iron, otherwise he is pointed at so many guns, how can he still have the courage to say witty things here?

Looking at Lin Junhe, who was pointed at by countless guns, but was still unmoved, Fu Ye seemed to feel something, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

In his eyes, a terrifying cold light flashed, but it was immediately hidden by him again.

With a kind smile, Fu Ye slowly took a step towards Lin Junhe.

"Little friend, I don't want to make such a fuss, but you know, just yesterday, my son died in this city. You say, "Shouldn't I, as a father, avenge him?"

"It's nature. Lin Junhe nodded lightly, and then his gaze slowly fell on Fu Ye's face: "However, even if you are given this opportunity to take revenge, do you have the ability?"

"Looks like you're right. ”

I didn't expect the other party to admit it so easily, and Fu Ye was not ready to continue to pretend anything, and directly tore his kind smile, revealing a hideous face.

"Do you know what happens to someone who dares to touch me in East Timor, let alone my godson? ”

"You're going to be here, and you're going to die a terrible death!"

After that, I saw that Fu Ye suddenly raised his hand violently, and actually pulled out the matching gun on the waist of a soldier next to him, and directly aimed at Lin Junhe's head and pulled the trigger violently.

"Bang!"

This shot was so fast, not to mention the staff in the hotel, even the soldiers around Fu Ye couldn't react.

Taking a deep breath, many people couldn't help but confirm the horror of this old man again.

It seems that he was able to survive in that terrifying battlefield, and to get such a status in East Timor, relying not only on luck, but also on his strength, which is really a bit terrifying!

But, just when everyone was surprised, a slightly playful laughter rang in their ears.

"Old man, if you want to avenge your son, I'm afraid this ability alone is not enough. ”

Everyone turned their heads sharply, looked in the direction of the sound, and then they were all stunned.

I saw that on the stairs, Lin Junhe was still twisting the soldier's wrist with one hand.

And the other hand, with two fingers, actually caught a bullet!

And that bullet is obviously the one from Fu Ye's hand!

"It seems that you are really the same as rumored, not simple, Grandmaster? It's not that I haven't seen it, but it's a little nostalgic. ”

Fu Ye sighed suddenly, as if he was caught in a memory.

"Forty years ago, when I was an ordinary soldier, on the battlefield, one of my comrades-in-arms was a grandmaster. He is also like you, able to catch bullets in his hands, fierce as a ghost, and the god of war that we all worship. ”

"What happened later?" Lin Junhe asked with interest.

"He's dead. ”

Fu Ye spoke lightly, and his voice did not carry a trace of emotion: "Although he can catch bullets with his hands and come and go freely in the rain of bullets, he is still a mortal body after all." ”

"He insulted the enemy's minefield, was blown to pieces, and only one thigh was left on his body, and we took him back to China for burial. ”

After listening to what Fu Ye said, Lin Junhe nodded lightly: "The grandmaster is not an immortal, so naturally there will be a day when he dies, which is normal." Being able to die on the battlefield, that comrade-in-arms of yours is also a hero. It's a pity, why have you become the way you are?"

"Shavantu, don't you think he deserves to die?"

"People change. Fu Ye said lightly, paused, and then continued to sigh: "After experiencing life and death, I can better understand the value of money and power." ”

"Back then, I had to do everything myself, and I had to fight with my own life. But now, if I want to kill you, I just need to move a finger. ”

"Shavantu is a piece of waste, and the reason why I will take him as my godson is because he has a powerful indigenous father. ”

Smiling lightly, there was no trace of sadness in Fu Ye's eyes.

"But no matter how wasteful he is, he is my Li Fushan's godson after all, and if you kill him here, you will slap me in the face. ”

"And no one in Timor-Leste who dares to slap me in the face will ever see the sun the next day, not even the president. ”

"Oh, in that case, you came to kill me for your own face?" Lin Junhe asked with a smile.

"That's right. Fu Ye nodded, and then there was a hint of appreciation on his face.

"You're a smart guy and should know why I did that. If someone hits me in the face, he can still live, and the next day, the people below who resist me will emerge like a carp crossing the river. ”

"In order that they will never dare to rebel, you must die. ”

"It seems that there is no need to talk about it?" Lin Junhe suddenly let go of the soldier's hand in his hand as he spoke, and slowly walked downstairs step by step.

Below, those soldiers suddenly felt like they were facing a great enemy, and they were all extremely nervous.

It's the first time they've seen people who can catch bullets, and it's definitely fake to say they're not afraid.

But in front of Fu Ye, they didn't back down from this option, otherwise their whole family would die miserably, very miserably.

"Do you think we need to talk? From the beginning, everything was in my hands. ”

With a playful smile, Fu Ye stretched out two fingers and asked his subordinates to light him a cigar. After taking a deep breath, he disdained to speak: "Talk to me, are you worthy?"