"good!"
The man gritted his teeth and said, then turned around and led the way. Wang Lin followed closely behind him. He met patrolling security guards along the way. The man ignored them and led Wang Lin directly into the depths of the Zhao family's manor.
The moment Wang Lin stepped into the depths of the manor, a burst of gunfire rang out. Wang Lin's face turned cold and his body moved strangely.
"Bang bang bang..." Several shots were fired at Wang Lin's position just now.
Unfortunately, the shot still missed, and at this time, the man's figure stopped.
"Um!"
Wang Lin looked at the man and found several bloody holes on the man's neck. Then, the man fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
"Damn it! I don't care about my own people anymore!" Wang Lin cursed and scanned the surrounding environment. He understood that he was surrounded. There were a large number of gunmen lurking in the manor, at least twenty people, and even There are also many snipers.
Just when Wang Lin was thinking about how to leave this place, another sound of piercing the air came, and he saw a bullet rushing toward Wang Lin with terrifying power. Wang Lin's face changed slightly, he hurriedly squatted down, and then turned around Scurrying to one side, the bullet grazed Wang Lin's clothes.
"Bang!"
At this moment, another sniper rifle bullet roared in and hit the wall next to Wang Lin hard.
Wang Lin felt a powerful force coming from him, which made his legs numb and he almost fell to the ground.
At the same time, another bullet roared towards him. Wang Lin knew that he could not delay any longer, otherwise he would definitely die.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the window in the distance.
"boom!"
There was a loud explosion, the glass suddenly shattered, and Wang Lin's body got inside.
The moment Wang Lin got into the window, several more bullets struck madly.
"Whoosh!"
A bullet directly penetrated the glass and hit the wall, and then scattered fragments.
Wang Lin's body jumped back quickly.
The gunman behind him seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and bullets came again, blocking the entire window.
Wang Lin's body was in mid-air, and he tapped the void with his toes, using the force of the rebound to slide forward again. However, at this moment, several bullets hit the spot where Wang Lin had previously landed.
"Wang Lin, you have been surrounded."
At this time, a faint voice sounded in front of Wang Lin, and immediately, two young men walked out of a car, one of whom was Zhao Zhiming.
But the other person made Wang Lin's pupils shrink slightly, because this person felt inexplicably similar to himself.
"Zhao Zhiming? Are you actually willing to take action yourself?"
Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him, Wang Lin frowned slightly. The person gave him a sense of danger, and he also felt vaguely familiar.
"Haha, that's right!" Zhao Zhiming smiled after hearing this and said, "Wang Lin, I thought you wouldn't come today."
"Why don't you come?" There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Wang Lin's mouth.
"It's very simple. If you dare to come, I will kill you with a thousand knives!" Zhao Zhiming's mouth showed a hint of sinisterness.
"Oh, kill me?" After hearing this, Wang Lin said with a smile: "Then I have to try it!"
After finishing his words, Wang Lin stretched out his right hand, suddenly grabbed a stone on the ground, and threw it at Zhao Zhiming. At the same time, he grabbed the dagger at his waist with his left hand.
Zhao Zhiming paid no attention to the rocks that were flying towards him, with a cold smile on his lips: "I advise you to just surrender and capture them."
"Hmph!" Wang Lin snorted coldly after hearing this.
"boom!"
At this moment, Zhao Zhiming raised his arm, pulled the trigger with his finger, and the bullet shot out instantly, accurately hitting the stone thrown by Wang Lin.
"Pfft!" The moment the bullet hit the stone, the stone immediately turned into powder.
In order to strengthen himself, Zhao Zhiming had long been injected with genetic medicine. Now he is extremely powerful and his marksmanship is even more powerful.
"bump!"
As soon as Zhao Zhiming's gunfire fell, Wang Lin's body came closer, and then kicked Zhao Zhiming's chest, and Zhao Zhiming's body took two steps back.
Wang Lin did not catch up, but stood quietly not far from Zhao Zhiming, looking at the guy next to him.
I saw this guy breathing heavily, and his body seemed to be slowly expanding. Then, he slowly took off his shirt, revealing a body full of muscles, and these muscles were covered with dense and ferocious lines.
"Is this genetic medicine?"
Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly. He had heard of genetic potions before, but he didn't expect them to actually exist.
After Zhao Zhiming heard Wang Lin's words, the corner of his mouth curled up and he said: "You are very smart, but it's a pity that you are too stupid, otherwise you might be able to help me with things!"
"Haha, do you think you've got me?"
After hearing this, Wang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, with a fierce murderous intention appearing on his body.
"What do you think?" After hearing this, Zhao Zhiming had a cruel look on his lips.
Wang Lin said nothing after hearing this. He waved his right hand and three daggers appeared in his palm. Then, he suddenly rushed towards Zhao Zhiming.
"Seeking death!" Zhao Zhiming shouted coldly, slipped a pistol out of his palm, and pulled the trigger without ceremony.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of gunfire rang out again, and a bullet pierced the sky and directly met Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's body trembled slightly, but without any sluggishness, he struck hard with the dagger in his hand.
"Ding!" The bullet hit the dagger and made a violent metallic sound.
Wang Lin's dagger was shaken out of his hand, but his fist hit Zhao Zhiming's body hard. Zhao Zhiming snorted, staggered back five or six steps, and the corners of his mouth were filled with bright red.
Wang Lin did not stop, he rushed forward again, flipped his wrist, and pulled out three daggers again.
"Boohoo!"
A harsh sound broke through the air at this moment, and three daggers flew towards Zhao Zhiming's throat, heart, and lower abdomen respectively.
After Zhao Zhiming saw this scene, his face changed slightly and he quickly evaded. Although the three swords did not hurt him, it was still shocking enough.
He had already tested Wang Lin's strength, then turned and rushed towards the man next to him: "Ada, it's your turn to take action."
The man nodded, his deep eyes bursting with a sharp luster, his arm slightly bent, and then he suddenly grasped forward, like a palm made of steel, directly grasping the dagger in Wang Lin's hand.
Wang Lin's eyes sparkled with brilliance.
The man stared at Wang Lin closely, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
After Wang Lin felt this aura, the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense, as if he had finally encountered something challenging.
