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Chapter 1985: Vietnamese Gu technique

As soon as this man appeared, he had a strong aura, and a cold wind blew up around him, making people shiver involuntarily, as if the wind was the murderous aura emanating from his body.

In the car, Qin Xue looked at everything outside and was shocked by Lin Kun's skills, but when she saw the man walking out of the darkness, her heart became nervous.

Qin Xue dared to say that she believed 100% in Lin Kun's skills, but the man who suddenly appeared in front of her was filled with murderous intent. Even an ordinary person like her could detect it, and she couldn't help but worry about Lin Kun.

The expression on Lin Kun's face did not change at all. He looked at the man who came over and hid his face under his hat, and smiled faintly, "Did you ask these people to destroy me? I don't seem to recognize him.

You."

"You don't need to know me, but you will definitely remember me after tonight. You are lucky. I don't plan to kill you, but I want both your hands and feet."

The man's tone was sinister, and he grinned with a sinister smile as he spoke. Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and he looked like a demon coming out of hell.

"Oh……"

Lin Kun smiled disdainfully, "Your accent doesn't sound like our Chinese. Where did you learn this bragging skill? If you want my hands and feet, do you have that skill? You can't just use your words."

of."

"good!"

The man smiled sinisterly, "Then I'll show you my true strength, boy, and suffer death!"

The man roared at the top of his voice. He was not a very tall figure, and he rushed towards Lin Kun at an extremely fast speed. He was in front of Lin Kun in almost four or five steps. At the same time,

There were two bright knives in his hand, and they were pierced at Lin Kun's chin and chest at a strange angle.

Howling...

The knife sliced ​​through the air, as if tearing the air in half. The two knives were coming with such ferocity that it was almost impossible to avoid them.

The grin on the corner of the man's mouth was particularly sinister and ferocious, as if he had seen Lin Kun being stabbed by a knife in advance, unable to resist and suffering from the knife.

He had even planned in his mind that as soon as the knife penetrated Lin Kun's body, he would quickly pull out the knife, and then quickly pierce a series of bloody holes in his body. He liked that kind of hot blood spurting.

The splashing picture, I like to feel the temperature of the blood...

However, ideals are always full, and reality is always hard-core. The moment he saw two knives about to pierce into Lin Kun's body, Lin Kun's body suddenly turned like a top, spinning in place, directly sticking to the man.

The two knives that came over were dodged.

The man jumped in vain, but he controlled the strength in his hands very well. He stepped firmly under his feet, and his whole body was not staggered by himself.

When the man stabilized his body, he quickly turned around, ready to turn around and stab Lin Kun with the two daggers in his hands. What he saw was Lin Kun's seemingly harmless smile, followed by a gust of cold wind on his cheeks.

Sweep it, and without waiting for him to react, you hear a 'pop' sound...

The voice was crisp and cold, and just listening to it made people feel pain.

"ah!"

The man couldn't help but scream in pain, his body suddenly staggered, and he fell to the ground with a roar.

He was a well-known killer in Vietnam, and it was quite embarrassing to be beaten so hard that he couldn't find any answers.

"MD!"

The man roared angrily, jumped up, and before letting go of the two knives in his hands, he ran toward Lin Kun and stabbed him again. This time he went all out, and the knives in his hands shook for a moment.

Falling, a dazzling sword light bloomed in the air.

"Flower, I'm going to fuck you!" Lin Kun was really not a person who made mistakes. He flashed his big foot and kicked the famous Vietnamese killer in front of him in the stomach.

With a size 44 big foot, the impact caused by such a fierce kick is far more severe than that of a hammer.

Bang!

Before the knife flower could cover Lin Kun, a low voice rang out. The Vietnamese killer's eyes suddenly widened. For a moment, he gritted his teeth and tried his best not to let out any screams - scream out.

It was so embarrassing that I still couldn’t hold it back...

"ah!"

The scream was tragic, as if his heart, liver, spleen and lungs had been kicked out. The whole person flew upside down, and a not-so-beautiful parabola was drawn in mid-air, and then he fell to the ground with a loud roar.

The fall was not light. The Vietnamese killer, who had half of his face hidden in his hat, almost managed to get up from the ground. However, what is worthy of praise is that he is still very professional and ethical and never leaves his hand.

A pair of bright daggers were still held tightly.

Mr. Killer finally realized how awesome Lin Kun was. He was definitely not what he saw at first glance. He was tall and thin, as if he couldn't bear the force of his punch.

"Boy, who are you!?" Mr. Vietnamese Killer stood up from the ground with force, his throat squirmed twice. He originally wanted to grit his teeth to hold back, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

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"Are you stupid? I am an Earthling and a Chinese." Lin Kun smiled frivolously and walked over slowly, "You want to destroy my hands and feet, right? What's the matter? You are holding two knives in your hands.

By hiding your face behind a hat, do you really think of yourself as the god of death who controls the fate of others? You do have some skills, but you are too weak."

"you……"

After Mr. Killer coughed twice, he still stared at Lin Kun murderously, "It's not over yet. If you really think that I am so weak, you are wrong."

As he spoke, Mr. Killer grinned, and the expression on his face became particularly ferocious. With a bang of the knife in his hand, he cut off a piece of meat from his arm and threw it into his mouth.

"I, Cio..."

Lin Kun couldn't help but cursed, "Brother, you are too heavy-handed. Is your meat delicious?"

Not only Lin Kun couldn't stand it, but also other people around him now felt that it was too heavy.

Eat beef, eat mutton, eat chicken, eat dog meat, eat pork...

There is nothing wrong with any of this. The key is that the grandson eats his own meat. This was because his family had so many difficulties when he was a child. He could not afford meat so he cut off his own flesh and ate it.

"Haha, hahaha..."

This Mr. Killer from Vietnam was chewing his own meat and laughing loudly. This laughter sounded very scary. It was definitely not something that a normal person could make. It really sounded like a devil.

As the man laughed louder and louder, the birds that had been perching on the trees around the parking lot now fluttered their wings and flew up, and let out a whine, obviously frightened.

Soon, Lin Kun noticed something strange. As the body of the Mr. Killer in front of him swallowed his own flesh, his body changed obviously. His body originally looked very thin, but at this time it suddenly became thinner.

It swelled and seemed to be gradually getting taller.

Lin Kun suddenly remembered that when he was performing tasks on the Vietnam border, he encountered a local voodoo technique... (To be continued)


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