There was a clanking sound, and all the bullets hit Lin Kun's feet. Almost every bullet came close to piercing his leg bones. The surrounding sand and gravel flew up, leaving bullets in place.
crater.
"I'm going to fuck you!"
Lin Kun rushed to the sniper. The sniper was wearing a black scarf. The bullets in his left pistol had been exhausted. Lin Kun did not give him time to change the magazine, and jumped up high.
He kicked the sniper hard in the chest with his feet.
Bang……
Lin Kun was kicked hard under his feet. Lin Kun was so fast that the sniper couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.
The sniper let out a scream of pain and flew backwards with his feet off the ground. Lin Kun quickly chased after him. With a flick of his left hand, he held the triangular spur in his hand. He fell in an arc in mid-air and headed towards
The sniper stabbed him in the chest.
After the sniper landed, he quickly jumped up from the ground. The two pistols with no bullets in his hands were thrown towards Lin Kun. At the same time, two machete-like horse-killing daggers twitched from his calves.
He faced the three-edged military thorn in Lin Kun's hand and killed him.
Ding Dang, Ding Ding Dang...
The three-edged sword and the two sabers clashed together, causing sparks to fly. At the same time, Lin Kun forced the sniper to retreat continuously, and soon reached the edge of the roof. The sniper stepped firmly on his legs, and held the gun in his hand.
Two horse-cutting daggers were crossed and slashed towards Lin Kun's throat.
Lin Kun ducked back, and the sniper immediately pursued him with a dagger. The two warhorse daggers swung in the air, and the sniper let out a whimpering cry, which was extremely arrogant.
Lin Kun took six or seven steps back in succession, and suddenly stood firm on his feet. He swung the three-sided army thorn in his hand down in the air, and struck down the two pressing horse-cutting daggers.
Click...
The two short knives were cut off and fell to the ground. The sniper obviously did not expect this result. He quickly retreated in panic. Lin Kun took the opportunity to use the three-edged sword and knocked the scarf off the sniper's face.
Already.
The sniper took two steps back and stood firm. Lin Kun did not pursue him immediately. The two were three to five meters apart and looked at each other calmly. The sniper's eyes were shocked, and the gun fell into Lin Kun's hand.
Military assassination.
"Is this military thorn of yours a famous killing weapon of China?" the sniper asked calmly, with a hint of fear in his tone.
"You are quite discerning." Lin Kun squinted his eyes and sneered, "Du Jiu, the elite of the Chinese killer world, legend has it that there is no head that he can't explode, only his life that he can't take."
The sniper had a stern expression on his face, "Do you know who I am?"
Lin Kun sneered and said: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't know about you because of your fame, but last time you hid in the dark and sniped, and this time you came to save Du Ao, so I thought you should be the killer with a smile."
Fo's nephew Du Jiu, you and your uncle don't have a very good reputation. When I saw you today, it turned out to be exactly what I thought. Since I, Lin Kun, have bumped into you, I will keep my life here."
The expression on Du Jiu's face was slightly stunned, and he said with a hint of resentment: "Do you really think you can kill me!?"
Lin Kun smiled slightly, "You will know after you try it."
After finishing his words, before Lu Jiu could speak again, Lin Kun had already rushed towards him. Lu Jiu threw two broken horse-cutting daggers, pulled out a Swiss Army knife from his waist, and held it behind his back.
With it in hand, he stabbed Lin Kun.
Under the roof, on the road opposite, the car with its fuel tank blown out was still burning. Lin Kun seemed to hear the souls of the brothers from the Special Operations Division in the car screaming in the sky. They were looking at him, with eyes filled with laughter.
Full of anger and pleading, let him avenge them.
Swish, swish...
The Swiss Army Knife in Du Jiu's hand was swung extremely strangely, and it pierced Lin Kun's vitals. Lin Kun took two steps back calmly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the ghostly black-gold sashimi was directed at Du Jiu's wrist.
He pierced through it, and it seemed that he could clearly hear the sound of the military thorn piercing the wrist...
Poof!
A stream of blood spurted out from the blood-letting port of the military bayonet. Du Jiu couldn't believe it. He was waving the Swiss Army Knife vigorously, his eyes full of determination to kill, but he knew Lin Kun's identity and knew he was the one.
The Wolf King came from Mobei, but his confidence in his own strength made him not take Lin Kun seriously at all.
Being able to touch the roof was based on a little cleverness. The two horse-cutting daggers that could cut him off were the weapons in his hands. But now... I can pierce his wrists. This, this is...
"ah!"
A miserable cry came out of Du Jiu's mouth. He loosened his grip on the Swiss Army Knife. The moment the saber hit the ground, Lin Kun kicked it with his toes, and the saber flew up again. Lin Kun caught it.
He held it in his hand, and then stabbed Du Jiu's shoulder fiercely.
Pfft...
There was another soft sound, and the saber plunged directly into Du Jiu's shoulder, and another spurt of hot blood spurted out. Lin Kun then pulled the saber out, and more blood spurted out, and the scarlet blood shone brightly.
Under the sunlight, there is a strange and bright light, and thick blood spreads, with the smell of death...
"ah!!!"
There was another scream, as if his throat was torn out and stabbed into the sky. Half of the scream was pain and the other half was fear. Du Jiu's face, which was originally full of confidence and vowed to kill, was full of despair for a moment.
Densely covered, perhaps until this moment, he finally understood how terrifying this wolf king from Mobei really was.
There are many legends in the world, and most of them are exaggerated, but the Mobei Wolf King with a cold face and the light of death in his eyes is definitely much more terrifying than those in the legends in the world.
Everything is too late, everything will be settled for Du Jiu. His eyes are full of fear and despair. He has killed so many people, and the excitement after every success seems to come from his heart all of a sudden.
It welled up and turned into despair beyond measure.
Swish, swish, swish...
Lin Kun held the Swiss army knife and quickly slashed Du Jiu's body for more than ten times. The knife was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, Du Jiu's clothes became tattered and blood seeped out through the clothes.
Each cut was not fatal, but it was enough to cause pain to the bones of the person who received the cut.
"ah……"
Du Jiu's cry was full of despair and fear. At this time, he had already expected that he would not be able to escape, but such torture still made him feel scared. It would be better to just kill him with a knife.
Liu Xingfu and Zhang Han were guarding under the roof. When they heard the screams on the roof, their faces became tense. The gunshots just now were enough to make people nervous, but the screams now seemed like the final
The dust has settled.
After listening carefully, they found that the voice was not Lin Kun's, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Squeak...
The door of the factory workshop opened, and Lin Kun came out with Du Jiu, who was covered in blood and depressed, and threw it to the ground with a thump. Liu Xingfu and Zhang Han immediately gathered around, and they looked at the ground covered in blood.
It was the blood-stained Lujiu, and when he looked at Lin Kun who was stained with blood, his eyes were full of admiration.
Zhang Han looked at Lu Jiu on the ground and punched him angrily...