Listening to the gunfire from the direction of the bushes ahead getting more intense and getting closer, Lin Jun furrowed his brows and remained silent.

"Boy." The windbreaker killer became even more anxious and shouted angrily: "We can't wait any longer. Handing me over to the police will not do you any good."

"Then how can it be good for me?" Lin Jun asked with a sneer.

The windbreaker killer said anxiously: "Let me go, I'll give you five hundred thousand, and promise not to cause trouble for you and Gu Lanxin from now on."

He was really anxious. They say thieves are afraid of gangsters, and gangsters are afraid of the police. This guy is a real gangster. Once caught by the police, he will probably be shot for the rest of his life.

But compared to the anxiety of the trench coat killer, Lin Jun seemed very calm and asked with a smile: "Where is the five hundred thousand?"

"Let me go, I promise to give it to you." The windbreaker killer shouted in a deep voice.

"Why should I trust you?" Lin Jun snorted coldly.

The trenchcoat killer sighed, but suddenly choked.

At this moment, Lin Jun suddenly raised his head and looked forward, immediately pointed the muzzle of his gun forward and shouted: "Stop."

In front of him, dozens of meters away, a burly man also wearing a black windbreaker was walking towards him with a gun in hand.

Hearing Lin Jun's scolding, the man in the trench coat in front suddenly raised his gun and pointed the black muzzle at Lin Jun's side, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Mountain Fox, leave quickly." The windbreaker killer who was held hostage by Lin Jun shouted angrily.

The burly man who raised his gun and faced off said in a deep voice: "I can't possibly leave you alone."

"The police are coming soon." The windbreaker killer angrily yelled, "This guy is an insufferable guy. If he doesn't leave, no one will be able to leave."

The burly man in front narrowed his eyes, raised his gun and confronted Lin Jun for a while, then suddenly raised his pistol and shouted at Lin Jun: "Boy, we have no grievances, why do you need to wade into this muddy water?

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"Put the gun down." Lin Jun pointed his gun at the burly man opposite and said impatiently: "Otherwise, as soon as I shoot, the police will surround you and you will have no time to escape."

Listening to these words, the burly man on the opposite side pondered for a moment, then threw the gun in his hand forward, then raised his hands again, and said in a deep voice to Lin Jun: "Friend, we have no grievances, we just use

People and money are used to eliminate disasters for others. Today we have fallen into your hands. Let us go. We three brothers will definitely remember this."

"Shanhu, go quickly." The windbreaker killer who was held hostage by Lin Jun shouted anxiously: "There is no time to be nagging, the police will be here soon."

The burly man shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Linghu has gone to deal with them, we still have time."

After listening to the conversation between the two killers, Lin Jun blinked and remained silent, but he definitely did not relax his vigilance.

This is a group of fierce and cunning killers, a group of desperadoes with knives licking blood. If they relax even a little bit, they may take someone's life.

"Brother, what do you want? Just say something." The burly man standing in front with his hands raised asked Lin Jun again: "Is it possible that you really want to take advantage of those policemen? It won't do you any good, right?"

After hearing this, Lin Jun pursed his lips and smiled: "It will be good for me if I let you go? I'm afraid my life will be lost in your hands next time, right?"

"I swear to God." The burly man said word by word: "As long as you let my brother go, we three brothers will always remember your love. If anything happens in the future, please send a message at any time and we will be there soon."

"You are talking nonsense, why should I believe you?" Lin Jun rolled his eyes.

At this time, the trench coat killer who was held hostage by Lin Jun said: "Although our brothers are not very famous on the road, we can definitely be trusted."

Lin Jun shook his head: "I want to see something real."

After listening to these words, the burly man opposite him pondered for a moment, then slowly put his hand into his pocket.

Lin Jun frowned, and cautiously took the windbreaker killer and took two steps back.

This is not fear, it is caution, and it is also an instinctive conditioned reflex.

Under Lin Jun's unblinking gaze, the burly man opposite took out a wallet, pulled out a gold card and said, "There are 500,000 in it. Really, the password is six 8."

As he spoke, he took off a thick gold necklace from his neck, took off the watch from his hand, and continued: "This pure gold necklace is worth ten thousand, and this Rolex, worth seventy thousand, will be given to you as well."

Then, he put his bank card and the Rolex watch on the ground, raised his hands and stepped back several meters, and said again: "Is this sincere enough?"

Lin Jun smiled and said: "You are not even afraid of death, but you are still afraid of the police?"

"The blade of the knife licks blood. He is happy with grudges and is used to being free." The trench coat killer who was held hostage by Lin Jun said slowly: "If he is really killed in the execution of his mission, then admit it, but once he is caught by the police

, that means life is worse than death, do you understand?"

Lin Jun didn't understand, and didn't want to understand, but not understanding didn't mean that he didn't consider the matter at hand.

These guys are all desperadoes, and they may have had a lot of blood on their hands, but it doesn't matter to Lin Jun, because he doesn't have such a great sense of justice, and he never thinks that he is a hero who can help justice.

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Profit, yes, profit is the first priority in his heart. Because he was influenced by Gu Lanxin, he felt that in order to make a lot of money, he must be a businessman who puts profits first.

Thinking of this, Lin Jun sneered at the burly man in front of him: "600,000, do you want to buy your life?"

"Even so." The burly man said softly without being humble, "If he is really caught by the police, these things will also be taken away, and his life will be lost."

At this point, the burly man stared directly at Lin Jun: "We three brothers are not good people. After all, we have embarked on this road and have blood on our hands. However, you are not a policeman who upholds the law. There is no need to

The police take the responsibility on themselves and cause trouble for themselves."

After listening to the burly man's words, Lin Jun, who was prepared to put interests first, nodded, and then pushed the trench coat killer he was holding hostage and took two steps forward.

Seeing Lin Jun move, the burly man in front raised his hands and retreated again.

They retreated back and forth until Lin Jun appeared at the place where the burly man had been standing.

While glaring warily at the burly man in front of him, Lin Jun picked up the bank cards, gold necklace and Rolex watch on the ground, and at the same time picked up the gun that the burly man had thrown away.

"Brother, time is running out." The burly man from the front reminded: "The police are not that stupid, they will react in a while."

"If there is another time, it won't be a matter of 500,000." Lin Jun said coldly.

The burly man: "What I just said is like a nail in the mouth."

Lin Junxu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then tell me who sent you here."

The burly man said without thinking: "I don't know my name, I only know my surname is Chen."

After hearing this, Lin Jun already had a clue in his mind, so he pointed his gun at the burly man and said, "Go back at least 100 meters."

The burly man did not hesitate, raised his hands and turned around to leave.

Seeing that the burly man didn't even look back, a strange evil smile flashed across Lin Jun's face.

Just when the burly man walked about fifty meters, Lin Jun moved.

He violently kicked the kidnapped killer in the trench coat on the buttocks, then pointed his gun forward and retreated cautiously step by step.

The burly man looked back and stopped, but the trench coat killer who was lying on the ground after being kicked by Lin Jun did not move.

This tense atmosphere lasted until Lin Jun retreated more than a hundred meters and saw the burly man running towards the windbreaker killer with an anxious look on his face.

At this time, Lin Jun, who was out of danger, turned around and hurried away with his gun in hand.

He was not afraid of revenge, because he knew that the two killers should now be thinking about how to escape from the police encirclement.

He is not afraid of settling accounts with the Queen, because he has enough strength to deal with it, and he has enough reasons to believe what the burly man said just now.

There are no good people in the profession of killers, they are all demons who kill and insult people, but their integrity is much higher than that of ordinary people.

He didn't expect these guys to help after they escaped from danger. He just felt that there was one less enemy for such a desperado. Otherwise, he would not have given in just now and would have become a hero of the people.

Make money~!

This is his ideal, to make money through all legal or occasionally not so reasonable means. As long as you have money, many dreams can come true.

Lin Jun quickly returned to the door of the small courtyard where the old man was. Before he could open the door, Lin Jun heard the conversation between Gu Lanxin and the old man coming from the small courtyard.

"Old man, why hasn't Lin Jun come back yet?"

"Why are you so anxious?"

"He is your apprentice, why aren't you worried?"

"Why should I worry?"

"I've never seen a bad master like you, so ruthless and unjust."

Then the old man stopped saying anything, apparently choked by Gu Lanxin's scolding.

Lin Jun, who was standing outside the door, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard these words.

Then, Lin Jun opened the door and limped into the small courtyard, pretending to be lame.

"Lin Jun, are you injured?" Gu Lanxin, who was sitting on the stone table in the small courtyard unable to move, looked at Lin Jun and asked anxiously.

After hearing this, the old man who was sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed and meditating also stood up and looked at the limping Lin Jun.

After a while, the old man curled his lips and walked back, swaying contentedly.

"Smelly old man, let me go." Gu Lanxin shouted anxiously.

The smelly old man didn't say a word until Lin Jun limped to the wicker chair, then he said angrily: "Clumsy."

Lin Jun knew that the old man had noticed it, because he was such a naughty old guy, how could he not see that it was just an act, but the old guy didn't point it out clearly.

Stunned, Lin Jun looked at Gu Lanxin, who was still sitting on the stone table, and saw her blinking her beautiful eyes like the Guanyin Queen, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"You're still laughing, are you seriously injured?" Gu Lanxin asked hurriedly.

Lin Jun pulled a small stool next to him and sat down, and said angrily: "The injury is not serious, I just feel a little chest tightness."

"That must be an internal injury." Gu Lanxin became even more anxious and glared at the old man again: "Let me go, why are you so stubborn, old man?"

The old man put down the ancient book impatiently, turned to look at Lin Jun and asked, "Has everything been solved?"

"Absolutely." Lin Jun shrugged.

"Where are the people?" the old man asked seriously.

Lin Jun pursed his lips and smiled: "The police are here, why should I care?"

"You let them go?" The old man frowned.

Lin Jun took a deep breath, raised his head and glanced at Gu Lanxin, and then replied: "I am not a people's hero, and I have never thought about being a people's hero. That is what the police should do."

"You let them go?" Gu Lanxin finally understood and looked at Lin Jun with an incredulous expression: "How could you let them go? Next time they..."

"You know nothing." Lin Jun interrupted Gu Lanxin angrily, and then said slowly: "The grievances have their owners, and the debts have their owners, and it is not their turn to settle the accounts."
Chapter completed!