Four thousand four hundred and forty-six chapters: death as home
The other two men finally came to their senses, and they both took a breath of cold air at the same time. Lin Kun's decisive move was correct, and it was not like they had never seen such a decisive move before.
Traveling all over the country, they killed many people, some of whom were just ordinary people. Some of them were more unusual, that is, they were richer than ordinary people and engaged in shady intrigues.
But don’t misunderstand, they are not green warriors who eliminate violence, rob the rich and give to the poor, they only care about money, and as long as the price is right, they can kill anyone for the money owner.
In addition to these ordinary and ordinary people, they have also seen many experts, but they have not seen many people like the one in front of them who uses violence, breaks their wrists with bare hands, and kicks people away...
No, to be precise they have never seen it.
With such a living master right in front of them, the two men who had regained consciousness felt a chill on their backs, cold sweat seeping out of their foreheads, and the palms of their hands and soles of their feet were cold.
"kill!"
As for the killer, once they were face to face with the enemy, there was no chance to retreat. The knives in their hands thrust together, forming a perfect combined attack posture one after the other.
Their speed was very fast, and an ordinary knife seemed to turn into cold lightning in their hands. They were just ordinary people, but at this moment they seemed like ghosts from the underworld.
Heroes from all walks of life in the world basically have a name, but the real master may often be the most unknown one.
Most of the time, reputation is cherished by people who like to fish for fame. Reputation is more important than their names.
But for some killers who don't want to leave any names in the first place, reputation is bullshit.
These three of them may not be the best in martial arts, but their killing methods and sneak attack skills are definitely among the best in the world.
If there were a hundred masters in the world, I would have to be among the top fifty. This is a modest statement.
All the strength condensed into one point at this moment, and one point turned into two killings. The eyes of the two people seemed to be dyed red in advance. They had already seen in advance that Lin Kun's chest, front and back were pierced, and the hot blood spurted out.
, the sky is filled with the smell of blood.
However... (one zero)
The distance between dreams and reality is always disappointing, even cruel.
Clang, clang!
Two consecutive sounds came out almost at the same time, and the two stabbing knives broke immediately.
The broken knife fell to the ground, making a tinkling sound. There were no wild cats in the alley long ago. Those cats with bright eyes were like ghosts from hell. As early as when Lin Kun knocked the first man away,
He had already sensed the danger and ran away without a trace.
What if you are too slow to escape and get splattered with blood?
When humans do bad things, don’t they all like to kill people and silence them? It’s a legend that cats have nine lives. No one wants to leave their lives here.
I don’t know if cats have nine lives. Anyway, the shorter man who met him had only one life. There was a blood line on his neck, and blood seeped out of this blood line quickly.
The bright red blood turned into a series of beads and fell, shattering on the old adobe bricks, and then dripped quickly again, turning into a line and a stream...
Life was draining away quickly. Compared with the pain of death, the fear of death made it harder for him to close his eyes.
The man covered his neck with both hands, his eyes widened. He tried hard to open his mouth and make a sound, but found that his throat was leaking, and his voice was vague and weak.
"Mo...Mobei..."
The weak voice, in the quiet alley, seemed to be blown away by a sudden gust of wind. He finally said a sentence, which actually had no meaning:
"Mobei, Wolf King!"
thump……
The body fell to the ground, and blood overflowed faster, spreading under his body.
Lin Kun turned around and looked at the man with a curly beard behind him. This man was short and the favorite among the three men. He was at most 1.7 meters tall, with rough skin and a streak of hair on his face.
A huge scar like a ferocious centipede slanted across it.
Please close your eyes when it's dark. If you don't close your eyes in this alley and see this man, the children will be frightened to cry, the women will be frightened to scream, the men will take a breath of cold air, and the old man and the old lady will simply fall to the ground babbling.
Screaming in pain, maybe you can extort tens of thousands of pocket money.
Lin Kun has a handsome appearance, clear edges on his cheeks, and a pair of dark and shining eyes. He is a standard man. With his face, he is more than enough to attract girls.
But at this moment, in this quiet and deep alley, it seems that he is the most terrifying devil.
The bearded man was sweating profusely. He was used to life and death, but he had seen other people's life and death. He actually put a knife on his own neck and looked at it... he peed.
Lin Kun ignored the smell of urine and walked towards the fainted man in the corner.
The man was already awake, but when he raised his drooped eyelids and saw Lin Kun breaking his companion's neck, he quickly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead.
The cold knife was placed on his neck, and the breath of cold sweat pierced the skin and filled the body...
"No, don't kill me."
This tall man, who had a broken hand and three or two ribs broken by a kick, quickly begged for mercy. He was a dead dog half a second ago, but now he was so full of life that he even wanted to get up and kneel on the ground.
well……
Lin Kun sighed in his heart. To be a killer to this extent is too despising, but it doesn't matter if you think about it. Anyway, these three people have no reputation in the world, and they don't know who they are to be embarrassed.
Lin Kun didn't look at this man much, but turned back to look at the man with a beard who had wet his face and said: "Who sent you here? What is your purpose?"
A simple question requires a simple answer, but the bearded man's lips were trembling and he hesitated for several seconds without uttering a word. (Zero One)
"ah!"
Lin Kun's knife fell, and one of the fingers of the man who was leaning against the wall was cut off.
The white ghost is so sharp that cutting off this finger is as easy as cutting off a piece of noodles.
"Don't waste time, Professor Chen You is in danger now." Lin Kun said with a smile.
"No, I can't say..." The bearded man mustered up his courage and looked as if he was ready to die.
Appreciating this kind of person who was not afraid of death and could maintain his credibility and reputation up to this point, Lin Kun gave him an approving smile and then continued to cut off the fingers of the limp man in front of him.
Another scream sounded out, and the man fainted from the pain. This crime was definitely not something a normal person could bear.
"Do you want to continue to waste time?" Lin Kun said with a smile.
"I won't tell you!" The bearded man became even more proud this time, as if the puddle of urine under his crotch was not his. To put it bluntly, he was still trying to trick his teammates, trying to save his own life and death.
I don’t care whether my teammates are alive or dead...(To be continued)