Lin Kun did not kill Kawamoto, but just said to him: "When you go back, tell the people of the Takumoto family, and even the martial arts community of your entire island country, that you will hate us China. That is what our Chinese martial arts community and your island country's martial arts community have experienced for many years."
There are no grudges, but if anyone dares to join the terrorist camp and do harm to our Chinese people, that will be the fate of Tumoto Yefu. Those who offend China will be punished no matter how far away they are."
Lin Kun turned around and left. Kawamoto was trembling so much that he couldn't get up. Suddenly, there was a damp heat under his crotch, and a fishy smell filled the air.
Lin Kun walked to the door, and just as he was about to meet Dao Jing, who was about to come back, and the two boys helping him.
Daojing lowered his head and shouted respectfully: "Young Master Erlang."
Lin Kun walked over from him with an expressionless face. Suddenly, a jet of black-gold light under his hand pierced into Dao Jing's chest. Dao Jing's body trembled violently. The expressions on the faces of the two little minions
Doubtful, he lowered his head and looked at Lin Kun in surprise, but for a moment he didn't dare to doubt.
"You, you..."
Dao Jing's lips opened and closed weakly, and he looked at Lin Kun and said unwillingly.
Lin Kun ignored Daojing, whose pupils were dilating rapidly and blood was spurting out from his chest. He looked at the two minions and said, "Why are you still standing there? Throw him out."
"But……"
One of the young men spoke awkwardly and said: "Master Erlang, this, this is Master Daojing, who belongs to Captain Shanjing..."
"Listen to me or Shanjing?" Lin Kun asked with a cold face.
"Listen, listen to you!" This little guy said without any hesitation, and the little brother beside him also echoed. The two of them carried the dead Daojing and prepared to walk out the door.
As soon as the two men turned around, Lin Kun took out a submachine gun he had just picked up from the ground and fired at them. The two minions didn't even react and were beaten into a hornet's nest.
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Lin Kun passed by two minions. One of them had his eyes wide open. Although there was no longer any struggle, his eyes were full of doubts and unwillingness.
Lin Kun returned to the big yard next to him. At this time, the big yard was already in chaos. Most of the terrorists who were resting in the big yard had already rushed out. Only seven or eight people stayed.
Holding a submachine gun, he looked wary.
Seeing Lin Kun coming back, Tsuchida Hioka quickly came over to greet him and said: "Master Erlang, I just heard gunshots next door. I was about to go over and take a look. I'm glad you're okay."
Just as Lin Kun was about to speak, a drop of blood suddenly dented his cheek. There were several taboos in Chinese disguise techniques, and one of them was fresh blood, especially human blood.
The expression on Tsuchida Feiyuan's face suddenly froze, he looked at Lin Kun and said: "Master Erlang, your face..."
Lin Kun also noticed something was wrong. He lowered his head with a smile and raised a hand to cover the deformed area. "It's nothing. It seems that I was not careful just now..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt that the muscles on his face were rapidly deforming, and he soon returned to his original appearance.
"Master Erlang!"
Tsuchida Higen shouted loudly, frowning at the same time, and cursed: "You are not Mr. Erlang!"
He picked up the submachine gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at Lin Kun.
A cold light flashed in Lin Kun's eyes, and the three-sided military thorn in his hand suddenly swung outwards, slashing Tsuchida's round wrist. The cold wind suddenly picked up, and he saw Tsuchida's round finger about to pull the trigger.
The three-sided military thorn of golden light struck up...
Both Tsuchida Hien and Yamai are well-known people in Higashi Shrine. Kyojima Ohnoro, the president of Higashi Shrine, can send these two people to sneak into China to rescue his son, so he naturally values these two people very much.
These two people are not only very skilled, but also very resourceful. It can be seen from the transfer of Shen Jiaying and Shangguan Fei'er. If the people from the National Security Bureau were not well prepared in advance and they are both experienced in many battles, they would have already suffered losses.
heavy.
After all calculations, Yamai and Tsuchida Feiyuan were chosen as Lin Kun, Bazhi, and Long Daxiang in disguise. The main reason is that Lin Kun is so good at acting. He can even win an Oscar for his outstanding acting skills.
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In addition, when he was going down the river, even with Tsuchida's two heads, he couldn't figure out that the water ghosts in the river were Long Daxiang and Bazhi. The so-called Tao is higher than the devil. This time it was
The righteousness is one foot high and the devil is one inch high. These terrorists who claim to be Asia's number one terrorist group, in terms of extreme intensity, naturally few can match them, but they are really comparable to the National Security Bureau, especially the majestic Agent No. 7 of the National Security Bureau.
On the contrary, it seems much weaker.
Tsuchida Feiwan was about to pull the trigger and beat Lin Kun into a sieve. The black-gold light on Lin Kun's hand had already cut into his wrist. Tsuchida Feiyuan exerted force on his hand, but suddenly felt a cold feeling on his wrist.
My body can no longer feel my fingers, followed by a heartbreaking pain and a spurt of hot blood...
Tsuchida Hieno didn't have time to take into account the pain. He lowered his head and looked at the ground. His face suddenly turned pale. Three souls and seven souls seemed to have flown away. Two souls and six souls had flown away. He saw his entire hand being cut off and falling to the ground. This feeling
It can't be described in just a few words.
Uh-huh...
Before Tsuchida Feiyuan could open his mouth to scream, the three-sided military thorn in Lin Kun's hand once again flashed with a black-gold color and blood-red light, slicing across his throat.
Another wave of blood spattered, from cutting off the wrist to cutting the throat. The whole set of actions was said to be slow, but it happened in an instant. Hiden Tsuchida opened his eyes wide and looked at the oriental man in front of him in disbelief. He had arrived.
I still can't figure out how one person's skills can be so fast.
The group of minions behind him suddenly came to their senses, picked up their submachine guns and prepared to shoot at Lin Kun.
Lin Kun's movements didn't pause at all. He turned around and pointed the magnificent Desert Eagle in his hand at the group of minions, and there was a bang-boom explosion.
This Desert Eagle, in terms of its body and power, is not an exaggeration to say it is the King of Desert Eagles. The power of the gun is definitely stronger than the ordinary Desert Eagle.
The bullets of an ordinary Desert Eagle are as powerful as a submachine rifle. Lin Kun's Desert Eagle King is even more powerful than the powerful AK among rifles. The recoil of the gun body is very high.
It is so big that ordinary people's arm strength cannot handle it.
The bullets were fired. When they first saw the Desert Eagle King, a group of minions were already startled with frightened expressions. However, when the gunshots rang out, they even reacted, but it was already too late. A series of minions hit their foreheads.
A bloody hole the size of a fist was blown up.
After the seven bullets were fired, there were already seven more corpses on the ground. Lin Kun moved quickly under his feet and came to the front of several other minions. There was a burst of submachine gun sounds beside him. Lin Kun made a decisive move.
He grabbed a minion in front of him and blocked the bullet.
The little boy who had been blocked by the bullet was trembling all over from being beaten. Lin Kun took the submachine gun from his hand and started shooting at the remaining little boys.
Bullets flew everywhere, and immediately a series of screams rang out. The hit rate of five bullets in one shot was so bad that Lin Kun sighed in his heart. This gun will be free for him in the future, and he will not use it. But luckily, a group of people on the opposite side
Of the guys, only one is left standing.
This little guy's life was good, and the bullets flying everywhere failed to hit him.
Lin Kun quickly pulled out the magazine of the submachine gun, and aimed at the lucky little guy who was already frightened and still dazed, he swished it away... (To be continued)