(Er Dou went to the hospital today. After struggling for most of the day, I asked for a leave. First update)
If there were not four other killers behind him who were shooting with the men who rushed out of the house, the bullets would be shot out through the silencer, setting off waves of heat in the air, making Lin Kun have to be on guard at all times.
The black and white ghosts had already killed this female killer.
Gunshots, bullets...
After a few seconds, in addition to the crackling sounds on the earthen walls, glass, and broken tiles, there was finally some actual movement—a splash of blood splattered in the air.
The one with a bullet through his throat was the tall and handsome man among the four killers.
This man is born with a good skin, he can kill people with a knife in his hand, and he can make a lot of women kneel in front of him willingly with a rose in his mouth.
If beauty is the best weapon given to women by God to punish men, then this man with a hole in his neck, stained with blood, and the blood staining his white shirt will definitely make many people happy with his good looks.
The woman misses her endlessly day and night...
The woman who was fighting with Lin Kun was attracted by his skin. They were hiding in the same Mota City, but they seemed to be far apart. This was the first time they met.
A woman who licks blood from the tip of a knife has always been straightforward about love. If she doesn't confess her feelings to the person she likes, the next time she gets another chance, she might end up in hell.
This female killer expressed her love unabashedly, so nakedly that she stood on tiptoes under the rain and suddenly kissed the man on the face.
Shouldn't you be happy to be kissed by a beautiful and hot woman?
But this skinny brother screamed strangely, as if he had suffered great humiliation, and took out his gun and put it against the woman's chest and her plump mass.
Fortunately, others persuaded her in time and the trigger was not pulled. The female killer was completely shocked, especially when another man picked up a fragrant pink handkerchief and gently rubbed it on the good man's skin.
On his lips, he turned back and gave her a white look.
What the hell is a pair of... glass!?
The skinny male killer fell down. His parents gave him a golden cudgel, but he insisted on being a troublemaker. I guess God couldn't bear it, so I'd better kill him as soon as possible.
And at the moment when the man fell, the female killer who was fighting with Lin Kun looked slightly stern. She wished that this man would die soon. She was so clear about love and hate, but what made her dissatisfied was that she had already sniffed the man.
She felt like her life and death were being insulted when she had to fight this guy to death.
Tsk...
The black devil in Lin Kun's hand chopped off the saber in the woman's hand, leaving a line on her neck. The color of the line was very light at first, but soon became bright and obvious, and a large gush of blood flowed out.
The head of the female killer's neck fell off with a bang.
——The killer Yang Hua, together with his man "Shui Xing" are called Shui Xing Yanghua. Their story is not much told. The two seem to be walking together in the world for love, but in fact they are a shameful couple. Three years ago,
Yang Hua personally killed Shui Xing. Not many people in the world knew about it, but according to occasional revelations from insiders, there was no irreconcilable conflict between the two. It was just because they forgot to add salt to the dishes made by Shui Xing...
The legend is no longer important, what is important is this female killer whose hands are stained with the blood of countless people - Pawn!
Four of the five killers fell. The man who rushed out of the room to protect Fu Jiaming was a good knife for killing people. He faced four people alone and killed each other without missing a beat in the hail of bullets.
After one person, the battle between the two sides became more cruel.
The male killer who was in love with the skinny male killer howled loudly and immediately turned the grief and anger in his heart into fighting power, and fired at the man with the gun in his hand like a violent storm.
The female killer Lin Kun killed was alone. They were all in pairs. She had no sense of existence at all. They were said to be companions among the five of them, but no one felt sad at all when she died.
Moreover, the remaining three killers also regarded the man who rushed out of the room as being with Lin Kun.
After Lin Kun killed the female killer, he was a little confused for a while. The four people were fighting each other in full swing. No one paid attention to him even though he was standing there. Although the yard was not big, he really had no sense of existence.
The old man Liu Abei was hiding in the pigsty with weeds on his head. He looked out with a stern look. Taking advantage of the moment when the fighting eased slightly, he slipped into the house like a mouse. He wanted to go in and touch it.
Clearly aware of the situation, seemingly afraid of death,
But I knew very well in my heart that if Fu Jiaming and another man were in the room, the other man would most likely kill him. However, as long as Lao Ci Ming was there, even though he and Lao Ci Ming had been fighting for most of their lives, they would not be able to kill him.
The old smoker wouldn't kill him, he would beg for mercy.
"ah!"
A scream came from the house, and the sound immediately caused the two sides fighting in the yard to stop. (One Zero)
Lin Kun had already lit a cigar and was leaning in a corner of the yard to watch the excitement. The four people involved in the exchange of fire were no longer dead. There were bruises on their bodies, but they were not serious.
Bullet scratches are painful and difficult to heal, but for those who lick blood with the tip of a knife, as long as they are not dead, everything is just a scratch, and there is no wound in the world that cannot be healed. (Zero One)
The old smoker died, lying on the ground with blood flowing all over the ground. His eyes were wide open, and he was still holding his pipe pot in his hand. His wife passed away two years ago, and his son and daughter are already married. They are not like him.
He lives with a chain smoker and only goes home when he needs money.
The room was empty except for one body. Fu Jiaming and the other male bodyguards had disappeared. Judging from the blood stains on Lao Ciangqiang's body, he was still warm and died not long ago. It was probably because Fu Jiaming was worried about Lao Ciangqiang leaking the news before he left.
Whereabouts, murder and silence.
Or Fu Jiaming and the two bodyguards already knew about Lin Kun's appearance, and they couldn't leave any clues.
Lao Yanqiang and Fu Jiaming are distant relatives. In addition, they have done some things for Fu Jiaming. Behind the seemingly simple things is a huge secret that Lao Yanqiang has never imagined. His life was ruined here. This is also
It has taught us a lesson: don’t naively imagine the people around you to be negotiating, and don’t underestimate the evil hidden in the dark.
Lin Kun had already entered the room. The male bodyguard and the three killers seemed to react belatedly, knowing that the misunderstanding had become bigger. They had only one common goal, and that was to kill Lin Kun... (To be continued