In the corner of the second floor of the shopping mall, Leng Yan had already arrived in front of the bathroom, but he did not go in, but looked back suddenly!
"What are you doing, be honest with me!" the monkey masked man shouted, and pointed the gun at him.
"Don't try to point a gun at me! This thing in front of me is just a pile of scrap metal!" Leng Yan said lightly. With the words, Leng Yan suddenly changed. His originally lazy posture was like a piece of glass.
Suddenly he was hit by a stone, and it shattered with a click. It was replaced by a fierce aura, which seemed to be able to pierce the sky. It was as rich as substance, making those who were in it feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.
The short hair on his head stood up, his eyes were like two heavenly knives that could cut through the void, and his handsome face was as sharp as a knife, with an unspeakable cruelty and arrogance, like a god or a devil!
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Almost instinctively, a cold air rose from the monkey's tailbone, and instantly extended along the spine to the whole body. He felt as if he was facing a natural enemy, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast. That was the fear and fear from the bottom of his heart.
.This is simply unbelievable to Monkey. He used to be a mercenary, and he was used to seeing dead people in battles. Later, he played this kind of death game with Ah K. He traveled to many places and turned around.
There are no less than a hundred lives under his hands. It can be said that he has seen countless ferocious beings. But now facing Leng Yan, he actually has instinctive fear. His whole body trembles violently, and he feels like he is kneeling.
The urge to beg for mercy. If someone had told him this before, he would have scoffed and thought that person was crazy, but now it actually happened in front of him.
But after all, the monkey has experienced many battles. After losing control for a short time, he will pull the trigger out of reflex.
But...he had no chance, because Leng Yan was faster than him. He stretched out his palm lightly and grabbed the barrel of the gun. His five fingers moved quickly, like striking the strings of a piano, and then the pistol disintegrated in an instant.
, turned into a pile of parts and fell to the ground.
In a second, or even less than a second, a intact pistol was disassembled by Leng Yan with one hand. This scene shocked the monkey even more deeply. He was shaking like a leaf falling in the wind, and could not even speak.
Asked, "Who are you?"
He was completely frightened, because even the pink pig who was most familiar with firearms among them would take three seconds to completely dismantle a pistol, and this was done with both hands at the same time.
It is the top level in the world, and Pink Pig has always been proud of it, but now Pink Pig's proud qualifications are simply worthless in front of a person who looks like spring when he smiles, but feels like winter when he is serious.
Literally, it can't even be called garbage.
Facing Leng Yan, facing an opponent whose mere display of momentum could make him kneel down on the ground and dismantle a pistol with one hand in less than a second, Monkey knew that he was doomed. Not only
It was him, and everyone involved this time was finished.
"You don't deserve to know my name!"
After Leng Yan spoke a word, he stretched out his palm and strangled the monkey's neck like a chicken. In his frightened and regretful eyes, he twisted it with a click, just like breaking the neck of a roast chicken on the dining table, easily.
He acted casually and naturally, without even twitching his eyelids.