Lin Pingfan walked swiftly and climbed to the top of the twenty-story building in just three minutes.
‘Bang!’
He raised his foot and kicked open the iron door leading to the rooftop.
The cold wind blew through and it was extremely quiet.
Looking around, I saw a huge exhaust duct occupying most of the space on the rooftop.
The terrain here is complex and very suitable for Tibetans.
"Pope, I know you want to kill me, come out."
Lin Pingfan stood at the entrance and said in a cold voice.
After a short period of silence, suddenly a burst of sparks came, and at the same time it was accompanied by a small and dull sound,
‘Whoosh!’
This is the sound of a sniper rifle with a silencer installed!
Behind the mask, Lin Pingfan narrowed his eyes, and with his powerful yin and yang eyes, he had already caught a bullet, which was shooting towards him from his left side.
He flashed and disappeared immediately, and the bullet hit the ventilation duct directly.
Lin Pingfan, on the other hand, had already appeared five meters away.
He turned his head and looked in the direction where the bullet came from.
At the edge of the building, a burly figure stood there, holding a sniper rifle in his hand.
"Haha, Lin Pingfan, I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself!" After a sneer, the Pope's heart-wrenching voice came: "But are you pretending to be against me? You still want to come to me with a mask on.
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"Are you worried that I will find out your identity and shoot you before going upstairs?"
Lin Pingfan showed no emotion and said calmly: "You are indeed considered a dangerous person in the world, but there are countless people more dangerous than you. They don't dare to enter casually, but you dare."
"You even lurked for several months in the hot summer without being caught, so you must have something inside in the hot summer."
"Since there is an internal agent, then when you assassinate me today, the internal agent should also be nearby. I am wearing a mask, I just don't want to be recognized by the internal agent."
Lin Pingfan was well aware of the internal response.
They are nothing more than members of the Chu family.
Now the identity of the faceless man is the key to hiding his identity.
Now that Fan is imminent, the Hidden World family has set its sights on him.
The mysterious man who had five feet of inner strength suddenly appeared in the Chu family, and it was considered that the faceless man was responsible.
This means that the Hidden World Family will not blatantly attack them in a short period of time.
If we start a war with the Hidden Family now, there will be disadvantages but no benefits.
Lin Pingfan's words made the Pope snort coldly: "Haha, I didn't expect you to be very cautious."
"But it doesn't matter anymore. The last time I lost at your hands, I underestimated the enemy. It won't happen this time."
"And I came prepared today!"
As he spoke, he dropped the sniper rifle in his hand on the ground and walked out of the shadows step by step.
At the same time, his body actually exuded a faint golden light.
When Lin Pingfan saw what the Pope looked like at this moment, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"You actually borrowed the golden holy robe from the temple."
I saw that the Pope no longer wore the black cloak of the past, but a set of golden holy robes, which shimmered under the moonlight.
This golden holy garment is regarded as the top holy weapon in the temple. It can not only withstand bullets, but also withstand the bombardment of a cannonball. It can be said that it has full defensive power.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to know the Golden Saint Cloth."
"But your natural power is nothing compared to this set of holy clothes!"
"This set of holy clothes is the holy clothes of the main god of the temple, Kvass. It is strengthened and built on the basis of the original golden holy clothes. It can withstand two cannonballs at the same time!"
The Pope gave a ferocious smile, and his pale face looked extremely strange in the moonlight.
At the same time, his whole body overflowed with strong inner energy, which was two feet long.
These two feet of internal energy were directly attached to the golden holy clothing through his control, and the defense was once again strengthened.
Behind the mask, Lin Pingfan smiled evilly: "Really? It can block two cannonballs, but can it withstand my fist?"
After the words fell, Lin Pingfan moved.
He looked like a ghost, and he almost disappeared in the blink of an eye from a distance of twenty meters.
The next second, he appeared directly in front of the Pope, and even the Pope couldn't help but be stunned.
No reaction at all.
"This punch will kill you for attacking my fiancée in the first place!"
'boom!'
The sound of metal colliding suddenly sounded, cutting through the night.
Lin Pingfan directly punched with a powerful punch, and the Pope flew backwards, knocking over several ventilation ducts one after another.
'puff!'
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Pope felt his internal organs churning.
He subconsciously looked at the chest of the Golden Saint Cloth, but was shocked to find that there were cracks in this business!
"This...how is this possible!"
"This set of holy clothes has the defense to withstand cannonballs. How...how could you break it into pieces!"
He lay on the ground, a little flustered.
The Holy Cloth's own defense is astonishing, and coupled with its internal strength, even if a cannonball hits it, it will leave at most a dent.
But now, there are cracks as big as a palm!
The power of this punch is simply terrifying!
I'm afraid only the top masters with three feet of inner strength can do this, right?
Could it be...
Lin Pingfan has transcended the existence of the central realm?
This is impossible!
If that's the case, why didn't you get this information?
But suddenly, a voice that made him extremely frightened came to his ears: "Is it possible that my punch is more powerful than a cannonball?"
'boom!'
Another punch!
"This punch will make you attack the God of War in Yanxia."
He hit the Pope directly in the back and had no power to fight back.
It rolled forward for more than ten meters and finally hit the guardrail at the edge of the building, barely stopping.
But the holy robe that originally only had a few cracks on the chest was now filled with dissatisfied cracks.
The shocking rift made the pope feel disheartened.
One more punch and this holy robe will be completely shattered!
Your own reliance will disappear completely!
He no longer sat there waiting for death, his body rolled violently, and at the same time he turned around. Hook blades emitting cold light suddenly appeared in his hands, and he rushed towards Lin Pingfan like a vampire.
Lin Pingfan made no move and watched the Pope rushing towards him.
In the blink of an eye, the two were half a meter apart and within the Pope's attack range.
The two hooked blades were like eagle claws, slicing from the outside in towards Lin Pingfan's throat.
Lin Pingfan didn't panic. When the two hook blades were about to overlap, he advanced instead of retreating and actually took a step forward!
It was this seemingly ordinary step that cleverly avoided the attack of the Pope's two hook blades.
The distance between the two at this moment was very close.
They were facing each other, with the tips of their noses less than five centimeters apart.
The mask of the faceless man reflected in the Pope's eyes like a ghost.
Lin Pingfan slowly raised his right hand, put his five fingers together, and placed his fingers on the Pope's abdomen.
The next second, he suddenly made a fist with his palm, opened the distance by an inch, and struck out!
Even this one-inch distance was obviously not enough to exert force, but this punch burst out with incomparable majestic power!
The essence of Jeet Kune Do.
Inch punch!
'boom!'
‘Bang!’
First there was the dull sound of the Pope being knocked away.
Then there was the sound of the Golden Saint Clothes being completely shattered.
"This punch will make you assassinate me tonight."