649. Chapter 649 The wicked still need the wicked to grind
On both sides of the battle, murderous intent is still very important. There are two ways to cultivate murderous intent. One is to be ruthless to the enemy and take his life every time he makes a move. The other is to be ruthless to yourself and not afraid of death.
Seek to hurt the enemy.
Ah Meng is the type who is ruthless to his enemies. Even when they met for the first time, he still acted like you are my father-killing enemy and I will stab you through him.
It is so chilling to watch that one can easily lose the will to fight.
If an ordinary person encounters an opponent like Ah Meng, the best and most appropriate way is to turn around and run away, or squat down and hold his head to pray that the opponent will strike a little softer.
Unfortunately, he met Su Lin.
Su Lin likes to bully people, especially bad guys. Especially if the bad guys want to bully him, his counterattack will be particularly cruel and cruel.
Su Lin's body was upright, like a benchmark. He stood still and didn't move, as if he was frightened. But if you are observant enough, you can see the look in Su Lin's eyes.
Staring at Ah Meng mockingly, with a cold attitude that if you have the guts, come here and see if I don't slap you away.
Ah Meng looked at Su Lin. He felt that he had been seriously insulted, and he felt even more angry. Originally, he wanted to keep a low profile because he was in someone else's territory, but he only used 60% of his strength. At this time, he raised the bet again,
It suddenly increased to 120%.
He used all his strength, and then stabbed Su Lin's chest with the knife, intending to use the knife to poke a big hole in Su Lin's internal organs.
“Kakakaka—!”
The bodies of the two are infinitely close.
"Pah——!"
The knife in Ah Meng's hand thrust out, but the blade did not enter Su Lin's body.
The sharp and cold blade was stabbed towards Su Lin's body with a gust of cold wind, but the knife stayed in mid-air a few centimeters away from Su Lin.
With a nonchalant expression, Su Lin held the blade between his two fingers, as relaxed and comfortable as holding a piece of paper.
Ah Meng looked at the scene in front of him with fear on his face. He let go of the dagger and wanted to retreat.
Because he felt danger, incomparable danger. This feeling was something he had never experienced before. It was like the powerless feeling of an egg facing a stone.
How could Su Lin let him go so easily? With a flick of his finger, the dagger came into his hand and he played with it.
Before Ah Meng could turn around, a cold light flashed in Su Lin's eyes. With a wave of his arm, the dagger in his hand suddenly flew out, and then the knife penetrated into Ah Meng's left rib.
Ah Meng's face turned pale, he groaned, his body retreated, and then he fell to the ground.
He fell to the ground, covering the wound with both hands. At the same time, blood oozed from the gaps between his fingers, and drop after drop collected on the marble floor as if in a hurry.
From Ah Meng's attack to Ah Meng's injury and fall, this process happened in a blink of an eye, so fast that no one else had time to react.
Several other men in black saw that Ah Meng, the most capable and best fighter among them, was taken down in less than one round, and a hole was severely opened in his body.
Each one of them was as silent as a chill, like a frightened bird. They swallowed secretly. You looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to rush forward.
This is not their fault, it can only be blamed on Su Lin being too powerful. The combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level at all.
Su Lin's cold eyes swept away from their faces, and they were so frightened that they collectively took several steps back.
"You - you -" a man in black seemed to have summoned up the courage and stammered: "Do you know - who you beat? You have offended us, you are dead, no one can save you
I can’t help you!”
"You kid, who the hell are you? Do you know who my uncle is? If you dare to do this to me, my uncle will never let you go!"
At this time, the man in a vest who was lying on the ground finally took a breath and cursed at Su Lin.
"Oh?" Su Lin showed a very interested look on his face, "Then tell me who your uncle is. To be honest, I don't have the slightest sense of accomplishment for stepping on shrimps. The more powerful your identity is, the more powerful you become.
I feel good when I step on it!”
"You are playing with fire**!"
"I just like playing with fire**!" Su Lin sneered.
"Okay, okay, okay!" The man in the vest was helped up by his younger brother at this time. His face was pale and his body was trembling with pain. He looked at Su Lin and said fiercely: "If you have the guts, just wait for me!"
"Just wait, let me see who you can call over?" Su Lin sneered, "Is it Han Wu from the Longtu Gang, or is it the Qingyun Gang who doesn't have much money?"
Han Wu?
Don’t have much money?
Everyone looked at Su Lin in horror. Hearing Su Lin take the initiative to mention the names of Han Wu and Qian Buduo shocked them even more than when Su Lin stabbed Ah Meng just now.
Who are Han Wu and Qian Buduo?
They don't have to know who the mayor of Dihai City is, but they don't have to know Han Wu and Qian Xiaoduo.
Because in the dark world of Dihai City, there are two kings, one is Han Wu, and the other naturally has little money.
"You - who are you?" The man in the vest looked ugly and stared at Su Lin and asked.
"Oh?" Su Lin couldn't help but touched his nose and said: "It seems that you are a person with little money! Because almost all of Han Wu's men know me! Since you don't know me, you should
Knowing that he didn’t have much money, he was almost torn apart by a wolf, he is worse than a wolf!”
Everyone's faces became even more ugly when they heard Su Lin scolding him for not having much money and not being as good as a wolf.
"You are looking for death. No one can save you. You are dead!" The man in the vest held back his anger and pointed at Su Lin with his other intact arm.
"Really?" Su Lin touched his nose and said, "I think you don't even want this arm anymore!"
Su Lin's words scared the man in the vest and he quickly put his hands away. The pain just now was still fresh in his memory, and he didn't want to experience it again.
Evil people still need to be punished by evil people.
The man in the vest gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Let's go!"
"Wait!" Su Lin said.
"What do you want to do?" the man in the vest asked.
"If I just let you go, where will I put my face? Aren't you going to find the boss here? I am. Now we should talk about compensation!"
Su Lin pointed to the lobby manager and the broken glass coffee table on the ground, and said: "I hit my person and smashed my things. What do you think I should do?"