The bullet grazed Su Lin's forehead, and a stream of blood slowly flowed down from his forehead.
Su Lin opened the car door and asked Han Yao and the others to hide behind the car.
"Han Yao, take good care of Xia Yuan!"
"Su Lin, I'll go with you!" Han Yao refused.
"No!" Su Lin shook his head, "You are the strongest here. If I leave, who will protect Xia Yuan?"
"But--!"
"No but!" Su Lin said in a deep voice, "Protect Xia Yuan, don't let her get hurt at all, and protect yourselves at the same time!"
"Uncle, is this revenge for not having much money?" Han Xiaoxiao clenched his fists and asked involuntarily.
"I don't know!" Su Lin shook his head, "But no matter who they are, I will kill them!"
Su Lin said fiercely. Under the moonlight, Su Lin's expression was a bit ferocious and terrifying.
Is it them?
Su Lin didn't know, but his blood was already boiling.
"Su Lin, you-" Han Yao bit her lip and said, "Be careful, don't worry, as long as I don't die, Xia Yuan will be fine!"
This is her guarantee to him and her promise to him.
A smile appeared on Su Lin's face, then he took out the dagger on his leg and rushed towards the woods on the roadside.
He, Su Lin, was very fast and turned into a black shadow in an instant. With a fierce leap, he jumped into the woods, dodged left and right, and his figure disappeared in the shadow of the woods.
"Let's return to the farmhouse now!"
Han Yao said, it is not a problem for them to be on the roadside now.
Han Xiaoxiao and Yan Donger also knew at this time that this was not the time to act recklessly. When they heard Han Yao's words, they nodded immediately. However, as soon as Han Yao reached out to open the door, a bullet flew towards her, scaring her and she quickly retracted her body.
Su Lin in the woods couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
However, because the opponent fired again, his position was also exposed. His figure turned into a shadow in the dark night and rushed towards the enemy's direction quickly.
The mountain wind at night is very biting, blowing on people's faces like knives.
Su Lin, who was running quickly, suddenly stopped.
Because in front of him stood two men in black clothes.
They are all very tall, with long hair shawl, wearing a black trench coat, with silver masks on their eyes, showing a pair of white fingers, looking like an artist playing the piano or painting. But the other person is
With a shaved head, the bald head shimmered under the moonlight in the dark night, as if it was brighter than the moon in the sky, making people unable to open their eyes.
It was too dark, and the outlines of their faces were blurred in the darkness.
However, Sulin could see every tiny change in their facial expressions.
"Are you scared?" Su Lin asked in a deep voice.
"No!" said the man with long hair and shawl, "we are just excited!"
"Who are you?" Su Lin did not rush to attack, but asked in a deep voice.
"You can call us - the Devil's Left Hand!" the man with long hair and shawl continued; "We are the devil's apostles!"
"Did you kill my parents?" Su Lin asked in a deep voice.
"Your parents?" The other party was stunned and said, "Maybe, because we killed too many people. In fact, we don't know whether we killed them or not!"
When Su Lin heard the other party's words, his tiger eyes slowly turned blood red under the moonlight.
"You-all will die!"
The voice is hoarse and murderous!
"It seems that we can't do what you want." The bald man laughed when he heard Su Lin's words. His face was slightly excited, as if he was having a conversation with an old friend, and he said, "We brothers don't want to die either.
, our mission is to stop you. Of course, we will also do some other things along the way."
"Before, it was because I didn't know!" Su Lin said in a deep voice, "But now that I know it, no one can stop me!"
The man with long hair and shawl took out a cigarette, slowly lit it, and said: "Performing a mission in a place like this makes a lazy bird cramp. Do you want to smoke?"
"Don't smoke!" Su Lin said solemnly.
"Take one." The bald man said. As he spoke, he took off the black leather gloves on his hands and replaced them with a military thorn.
"In the future, maybe there will be no chance!"
"This is what I want to give you too!" Su Lin sneered.
"In that case -" the man in the trench coat threw away the cigarette in his hand, stepped on it and crushed it to pieces, and said, "I hope you are as confident as you say."
Fights between men should be simple and direct like this.
Being still is not as good as moving, because moving can mean the difference between life and death.
The bald man was the first to lose his composure and was also the first to launch an offensive against Su Lin.
As soon as the man in the windbreaker finished his voice, he moved.
His feet moved quickly, and his huge body didn't make the slightest sound when stepping on the gravel on the hillside.
However, if you have a pair of sharp eyes, you will find that every time he steps on a small shallow pit, the large and small stones that were originally separated by his feet have already turned into an inconspicuous layer.
Powder residue.
Su Lin couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Based on his estimation of this bald man, he is estimated to be very powerful.
He didn't run very fast, but he rushed in front of Su Lin in the blink of an eye.
He used his right hand as a claw to grab forward, and the left hand held the blade and stabbed Su Lin fiercely in the chest. He was a left-hander!
Su Lin remained motionless, his eyes stern.
Brake with stillness.
Stay unchanged to meet ever-changing changes.
When the bald head started to act, Su Lin's rich combat experience came out. He knew what the opponent's strengths were, and he also knew where the weaknesses were.
"Whoosh——!" "Whoosh——!" "Whoosh——!"
The bald man grabbed him three times in a row, but Su Lin took three steps back and did not choose to fight head-on.
Because Su Lin knew that as long as he was touched by the opponent, he would be able to get a piece of skin off him. At that time, if the military spur on his left hand stabbed out like lightning, it would be enough to open his chest.
However, the air was torn apart by his extremely fast claw wind, making a twisted and broken sound.
At this time, Su Lin suddenly took a step forward.
Punch out!
"boom--!"
The fists are blowing and the wind is blowing, moving forward indomitably.
"Here it comes——!" The bald man laughed secretly in his heart.
You think I'm stupid, do you really think I'm stupid?
If you look at his ferocious moves and think that he is a rough guy who likes to fight hard and punch each other, then you would be completely wrong.
Fighting with fists is a real man, but being able to kill people is the most important thing.
The bald man did not choose to punch, but instead stabbed the long-prepared military thorn hard into Sulin's fist.