The thug in a suit couldn't react after being slapped in the face for no reason. The smile on his face was still there, but he turned his head away after being slapped, and only half of his face could be seen.
Slowly turning his face, the thug still couldn't believe that the burning feeling on his face was real until he saw Lin En sitting over there with a smile on his face.
He couldn't even remember how many years it had been since he had been slapped in the mouth.
Standing up suddenly, the thug glanced at the agent sitting next to him, subconsciously pinched the joints with his left hand, and walked forward.
"Mr. Mu, are you here to provoke me on purpose?"
Lin En was happy: "You are quite tolerant, if it were me... don't say it, I can bear it too.
However, I couldn't help it. "
Linn stretched out his left hand, and when the opponent quickly grabbed his wrist, he slapped him again with his right hand.
"you wanna die!"
The codename of the thug was thug, but he was not violent at all. He was so angry that he almost exploded and had no intention of venting his anger. He covered his face, stepped back with two legs, and pushed forward with the other hand. With a wave, the boys behind him all rushed up with cheers.
"What should we do now!"
Kara still couldn't figure out the situation, but she seemed quite excited.
"Just do what you want."
"good!"
After throwing the box over Linn's body, Kara reached out to hold the glasses on her face, got off the chair and started fighting with the opposite person.
To be fair, even if Kara always remembers that she can't attack casually, use all her strength, or use skills...but, in the final analysis, she is an invulnerable plug-in.
Not even willing to hide, Kara stared, grinning happily, blocking the stick with her hands, and blocking the blade with her hands. She simply moved forward step by step, and then crossed over. Everyone on the other side.
Obviously she just followed Lin En's example and gave everyone a big mouth, but when Lin slapped someone twice, they could still talk and run around, while those who were slapped by Kara were all lying on the ground. It fell to the ground, half of its teeth were missing.
"That's it?"
Kara didn't mean to.
She really just didn't think it was interesting.
These people fell too fast, and they didn't look ferocious. They beat everyone, and Kara didn't hear any cruel words or interesting lines.
And just when Kara turned her head and looked at Linn again with disappointed and confused eyes, the thug stood by the wall and took out a pistol from his arms.
"Both of you."
He returned to his rational appearance: "I'm not warning you two, but I will really shoot."
After saying that, he smiled and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
His smile stopped.
He saw the bullet hit the little girl's head, and then bounced back to his feet after bursting with sparks.
"this……"
Bang bang bang... snap, snap, snap, snap...
The thug who pulled the trigger helplessly and fired all the bullets looked like he had seen a ghost. The origin of his thug's title was his habit of shooting coldly. With his superb marksmanship, the thugs continued to shoot. Once in front of other people, he put bullets into other people's eyes and shattered other people's heads.
Today was the same. He was sure that he shot the little girl's glasses more than once.
But those bullets...
"How can this be!"
puff……
Lynn smiled.
This guy is really interesting. In the world of DC, nothing is impossible. You live in the metropolis. Here there is a cosplay enthusiast wearing red pants flying around. He can block Gatling attacks with his eyelids until the rifling is burned out, and he can use toner with his bare hands. Knead into diamonds. You just can't kill someone with a gun, so you're surprised. Is it impossible?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ Your organization is only superficial, so it shouldn't be anything special."
Lin En just sighed a few words, but after the thugs over there heard what he said, they seemed to suddenly react to something.
You can’t go wrong! This guy must have used some method to trick this girl into working as his thug!
A lot of thoughts surged through the thug's mind, corroborating each other. Thinking of this man's arrogant look, then thinking of the conversation between the two of them just now, and then thinking of their attitudes...
Absolutely! !
That is to say...
The thug's professionalism made him think of "more" habitually. Since this little girl can be used by others, can she also be used by me?
So, is there a way that can not only solve the current crisis, but also achieve the results he wants?
have. Just beat that Mr. Mu to death.
Thinking of this, a sick smile appeared on the thug's face, and he let go of the empty gun in his hand and fell to the ground.
When the little girl's attention was attracted by the dropped gun, the thug swung his arm and slipped a straight alien gun from his cuff, pointing it at Mr. Mu who was still sitting at the bar.
【Goodbye】
Making such mouth movements silently, the thug pulled the trigger without hesitation.
boom!
After a gunshot, Linn lowered his head in shock and looked at his chest where blood splattered.
"you……"
boom.
His head was thrown back very quickly, and with this shot, the thug still hit his eyes.
After two shots, there were no bullets in his gun, but his goal was achieved perfectly.
"Haha, little girl, you... hmm?"
The mob found a blind spot.
Why doesn't this little girl even bother to look back?
"Why... your companion was beaten to death by me just now, didn't you look back? I know he must have said something to you, but he must have lied to you!"
"Yes. He must have lied to me."
Kara nodded deeply: "It's not half as interesting as what he said."
Pouring her lips, Kara glanced at the thug sideways again: "It would be great if you beat him to death. In this world, I don't know... No, not only in this world, even the demons in hell will be grateful. ...That’s not right, if you really send him to hell, I guarantee that you will be haunted by demons and you won’t be able to escape until you die.”
"Hey! That's enough. I'm not dead yet, so you're talking bad about me!"
A scene that brought the mob to a complete halt happened before his eyes.
The dead Mr. Mu actually sat upright from lying down.
His chest was still bleeding, but there was a bullet stuck in his eye!
How can this be! ! What the hell is this! !
Over there, rubbing his eyes, Linn muttered: "Oh, as I get older, bullets get easily lodged in my eyes."
With a clang, the deformed bullet fell to the floor, making a crisp sound.
"Lynn, it's not fun, I won't play anymore."
Kara walked back to Linn gloomily, lay down on the bar, poked the cup with her hand and played with it. She didn't want to pretend or act anymore, and directly said Linn's name.
Kara didn't know how much impact the name she subconsciously said casually had on the two number gang members behind her.
Lynn? ! ! !
Is that Lynn? !
As a top force with branches all over the United States and basically unified the metropolis, as a formal member of the Number Gang with a number and a code name, how could they not have heard of Lin En's name.
However, there are too many things that have happened in the past few days that are too surprising. The battle in the metropolis that destroyed one-sixth of the city took away everyone's eyes and attention, and what followed was There are so many things that make it difficult to find time to deal with them.
As a result, the name Linn, who "did not" appear in this battle, was subconsciously ignored and temporarily forgotten by everyone, at least for this period of time.
But today, when the little girl said this name, everything returned to normal.
hiss……!
I am already dead.
So the thug thought.
With a pop, Kara heard a strange sound coming from behind her.
When she looked back, she saw the trembling mob kneeling on the ground, huddled in a ball.
"Lynn, what's wrong with you?"
"I do not have it."
Taking out a fork from the inside of the bar, Linn dug out the bullet from his chest. Many times, Lin En would envy Uncle Wolf next door, not for anything else but for his ability to squeeze out bullets by himself.
It's not like him. For performance art, in addition to enduring the pain of bullets coming in, he also has to endure the pain of digging out the bullets himself.
The key point is that this performance art failed. Not only did his acting skills fail to deceive the little girl Carla, but now it seems that even the two opposite him knew about it.
…
Holding the bloody bullet in his hand, Linn sighed helplessly, and moved his gaze from the kneeling thug to the one that seemed to be indifferent and indifferent just now, but after hearing the name "Linn", he immediately stood still , a man with his head lowered.
"Your name is...agent, right? Do you know me?"
"Not acquaintance, Mr. Linn."
This guy is also a Taoist. Linn just asked such an opening question, and this guy explained everything to Linn clearly.
It turns out that this guy's code name was Agent because he turned out to be an agent. But because he ate something he shouldn't have, his boss who stole his wife was about to kill him, so he had no choice but to fake his death and escape, joining the team at that time. It was still just the number gang of [100], until now.
In the early years, when he was still compiling, he had seen information related to Lin En more than once. Although there was no appearance, and the face was cut out in the only video information, he could remember some of the voice.
In the past few years, he has never forgotten to be careful about Lin En, because he knows that no matter when he encounters Lin En, he only has a 50% chance of surviving.
After doing everything you can to save yourself, there is still a half chance that you will die.
If you do nothing, there is a half chance that you will die, that's 50%.
If you think about it carefully, this is a terrible special code.
The agent has always been very careful, but after all, he is a member of a gang, and there are certain things he must do. After making several mistakes, the agent gradually became less cautious, and because the city he was in was a metropolis. , after several years in prison without any news related to Lin En or other information, the agent completely gave up his worries.
Until just now.
Until he heard it clearly, the little girl said that name.
For a moment, the agent felt as if his heart would stop beating.
After what felt like a long, long time, his thoughts came back to his mind. He saw the thug kneeling on the ground over there, and saw the man who was depressingly picking up bullets with a fork.
The voice...the body shape...the way he does things...
Oops, they all matched up, this encounter was real.
At this moment, the agent knew clearly in his heart that with the way Mr. Lynn behaved, the thug who shot him might not die. He who did nothing might also be killed because the color of his clothes did not suit Lynn's eyes. died.
grass.
He is such a terrible person.
Therefore, when it came to this moment, the agent became free and easy. His mentality was extremely calm. He answered Linn's questions in a reasonable and well-founded manner, without stuttering at all. His mind was smooth and he was full of energy.
He treated himself as dead.
…………
"Oh~! Then you really didn't lie."
Lin En nodded, looked at this person who seemed to be very familiar with him but not very familiar with him, and tilted his head: "Do you want to live?"
"think."
"Then kill him."
"Yes, Mr. Lynn."
Without hesitation, the agent walked over, picked up the gun that the thug had dropped on the floor, walked over to the thug who was kneeling on the ground, bent down and took out a new magazine from his pocket, replaced it, and fired. The gun, turned around, held the gun, placed it next to Linn, stood back to his original position, crossed his hands, and lowered his head.
Throughout the whole process, there was no delay or any struggle, including the thug whose life and death were determined by one word. He must have heard those words, but he did not beg for mercy, resist, or escape. When the agents went to get the bullets, he Not a single move was made.
The Kara people were dumbfounded.
She knew that Lin En was a terrible person, and she had suffered from Lin En herself.
She also knew that the people Linn had tricked were not just herself, including Fiora, her brother Clark, and Ron. When mentioning Linn and telling what Linn had done, even though they were all They are very capable people, but they seem to have no way to deal with Lin En. Moreover, they all admire Lin En, both in words and in words, for his ability to do things that others cannot do, and for Lin En's sobriety. Calmness, wisdom, persistence... these virtues seem to have nothing to do with Lin En.
Kara has always known that Linn is very powerful, but more importantly, Kara thinks that Linn's greatness is his fighting ability, his invincibility, and his always effective counterattack because he always knows the enemy very well. means of control.
But that's about it. No more.
Lynn is strong, but there are people stronger than him.
Linn has a lot of tricks, but he doesn't know much more.
Lynn is special, but no matter he is a hero or a villain, who is not special, who has no story, even Kara herself is regarded by Superman and Fiora as the last hope for the existence of Krypton, from escaping the destruction of Krypton to now , all I held in my hands along the way were the protagonist’s scripts.
But, it was not until today, until now, until Kara saw such a bizarre scene that she had some new understanding of Linn.
It is too easy to kill these people, and there are too many people who can do this.
However, let alone herself, let alone her all-powerful brother, even Fiora, who is not kind and has almost no weaknesses, and even a hero like Batman, can they do such a thing.
This was simply beyond Kara's comprehension.
"Lynn..."
Kara looked at Linn in a daze.
"I take back what I said before. Today, I was indeed... eye-opening!
The one you told me... is the one who controls the entire underground world, is both a tyrant and a king...
That's you, right? ! "
(End of chapter)
