Zhang Yulin was finally afraid.
The Yang Lin in his mind was completely different from the Yang Lin in front of him who was like a ghost and could not even hit a sharpshooter when dodging head-on.
Last night, he heard that the other party raided thirteen casinos in a row. He thought it was this person who took advantage of the dark night to make a surprise attack, or led many of the Yang Family and Jingwu Sect's subordinates to attack...
Only now do I realize that I must have thought wrong.
With the other party's miraculous ability to dodge bullets, he must have stepped forward alone and directly picked his own casino...
The shooting speed of ordinary gang members was naturally countless times slower than that of Hou Yuanliang, and of course there was nothing they could do about him.
No matter how courageous you are, it is because you have the vitality to give it a try.
If there is no life after ten deaths.
It can be said that many people in this world are more timid than they think.
Zhang Yulin felt a chill in his heart. He no longer cared about his face and grace, left his seat, rolled back and screamed, "Brother, save me."
"No one can save you today."
Yang Lin chuckled lightly and kicked his feet harder, leaving a deep footprint on the terrazzo floor.
He rushed forward like the wind, reaching out with one hand to grab the back of Zhang Yulin's neck.
puff……
A puff of thick smoke, which could not be dispersed, sprayed between Yang Lin's mouth and nose.
The smoke was also strange, very unpleasant and extremely rich.
As soon as it pounces on it, it can make people unable to see their fingers.
At the same time, Yang Lin felt cold in several large acupoints on his body, and there was a faint spark that struck several places.
'It's the pipe of the old man who smokes dry cigarettes. This guy is good at tapping acupuncture points. He is indeed sophisticated and sophisticated. '
Previously, the old man lowered his head silently, motionless, as if he had no sense of existence.
But at the critical moment, he suddenly resorted to evil tricks...
His cigarette can be controlled like an arrow, meandering as desired, scattering and gathering according to the heart.
Paired with a pipe, he hit wherever he wanted, very cunning and weird.
Huang Jingyun has been able to stand in Shanghai for so many years. He is very good at both black and white. He has several tough players under him, all of whom have unique abilities. I don't know how many powerful enemies he has eliminated for him.
Therefore, when Yang Lin came to visit, he could still sit there without worrying that he would be in danger.
He even had the confidence to send his men to help his sworn brother Zhang Yulin.
In fact, he couldn't help but help.
In public, with brothers working together, he couldn't do anything even if he wanted to, otherwise, his reputation would be completely ruined in the future.
Yang Lin took a long breath, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.
In the smoke, although he couldn't see it, his right hand turned into countless hand shadows... Mankong grabbed it and grabbed the old smoking gun with a wind-milled copper rod.
The pipe was twirled in the hand, and then stabbed with the backhand. Silently, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, it penetrated the neck of the old man who was sneaking beside him and hunched over.
call out……
At this time, the sound of the smoke gun breaking through the wind was heard.
You can imagine how fast Yang Lin's cigarette stick turned into a spear.
So much so that the old man who smoked dry cigarettes didn't react at all.
After being pierced through the neck, he still ran for seven or eight meters without realizing it, and then suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground with a look of astonishment.
Before everyone's exclamations could stop, a cold light entered his eyes.
Yang Lin's left eye felt cold, and he saw a knife.
An exquisite knife as thin as a cicada's wing, with a sharp edge and no hilt.
There was no sound of wind, but I felt and saw that the strong wind stirred by the knife was almost piercing my eyelids.
This should be the knife among the three masters that caused Wang Xiaoqiao to retreat due to injuries and failed to compete fully.
Control the sword with your heart, and the sword comes first with your mind.
If you go out, you will be hit, and the gods and ghosts cannot escape.
This is what I'm talking about.
"Good knife."
Yang Lin blurted out his praise.
Before the words were spoken, his eyes turned cold.
As my heart beats, an extreme chill spreads around my body...
Feeling the threat, he took a step forward and breathed a breath of frost into his chest, feeling that the time in front of him was stretching infinitely.
That knife, that person, all the subtle expressions and changes in mind are reflected in my mind.
He didn't dodge, he raised one hand first, slightly bent his two fingers, and then bounced out with a crashing sound.
From Wang Xiaoqiao, he already knew that the speed of this knife was not very fast, nor was it very powerful.
It's just that it's extremely sharp.
The power can be said to be great or small.
It's actually not that difficult to deal with.
However, there is something unique about this knife attack, that is, after his knife flies out, it is impossible to dodge it.
As if locked by divine will, it can change direction at will, which is extremely magical.
In view of this.
Yang Lin had no intention of hiding at all.
When he killed Hou Yuanliang and old man Hanyan, he had already been on guard against this most difficult knife.
Seeing this at this time, of course, one uses force to suppress others, and the strong bullies the weak.
With his master level, the power of the three martial arts combined into one is concentrated on a few fingers...
Two fingers flicked on the blade.
The energy broke through the wind, and the tip of the knife broke first like glass fragments.
The blade cracked with several crystal lines, was wrapped in huge force, and flew out upside down.
boom……
Countless fine iron filings and remaining blades turned into a rainbow light, which was reflected back with a whooshing sound.
puff……
Bloody light bursts out.
A figure leaned slowly.
There were incredible exclamations all around.
"Inspector Huang..."
"Jingyun."
"Big...brother."
There were exclamations one after another. It seemed that no one had expected that this would happen, but when I thought about it carefully, it was natural.
Yang Lin wanted to kill Zhang Yulin, but you, Fatty Huang, kept sending his men to attack, recruiting killers.
Don't think they will fight back.
As a result, well, Zhang Yulin is not dead yet.
Huang Jingyun had already taken the lead and reported to the Lord of Hell.
This scene is both sad and happy, just like a very absurd farce, making people dumbfounded.
"Your sword is not very good, and it actually backfired on the master. You are not very good at practicing it."
Yang Lin laughed and looked at the pale, frightened knife-thrower.
At this time, the opponent once again had a flying knife in his hand. He didn't dare to make a move even if he wanted to. He didn't know what to do at all.
"No, no, it's you..."
"What's the difference?"
Yang Lin moved and slapped him on the chest with a backhand palm.
I saw this man's entire sternum collapsed, his body flew out like a kite, and he fell to the ground dead.
The flying knife is useless and he is nothing.
I can't run fast, I can't fight anymore.
Even Yang Lin couldn't catch a casual move.
After killing these people, everything will be calm next.
Even Huang Jingyun's death was worthless. All the wealthy guests around him couldn't help but shrink their heads, for fear of being targeted by that person.
Who said that the so-called Yang Wudi, who was touted by ignorant people and a prominent figure promoted by Jingwu Sect, was not actually that strong?
Some businessmen who were close to Huang Jingyun and Zhang Yulin were secretly regretting it at this time.
I thought that after going back, I would see if I could go to Jingwu Sect early to get close to him and gain favors.
The local snake is very strong, but the strong dragon crossing the river is even more powerful.
If the situation continues to develop, I am afraid that after today, the Jingwu Sect will become more and more powerful, and there will be no one who can resist in the Shanghai underground world.
…
Yang Lin reached out and picked up the golden short gun that fell on the ground. He weighed it, looked at it teasingly and said with a smile, "This is a good gun."
"Yes, yes, it is indeed a good gun."
Zhang Yulin was really feeling guilty and scared at this time.
If he could go back to the past, he would have gone to Hangzhou to catch Bu Chen back.
You said you were just escorting the big smoke. Even if you were tracking assassins, you didn't need to expand your attack area. You could just kill people and wipe out families.
This is great, provoking such a tiger.
"So, dying under such a good gun is worth it."
After saying that, Yang Lin didn't wait for Zhang Yulin to say anything more, and shot him between the eyebrows.
A bloody hole appeared. Zhang Yulin turned over and fell down without saying a word. This time, there was no need to be afraid.
After shooting Zhang Yulin to death, Yang Lin turned around again, tilted his head to look at the voluptuous woman Lin Guizhi, and suddenly started laughing.
"I thought you would call out the ambushed gunmen and shoot me to death..."
"Master Yang's martial arts skills are incredible. Even Hou Yuanliang's marksmanship can't hit you. My gunmen are just ordinary people. No matter how many they do, they can't hurt a single hair on your head. It won't be embarrassing to shout out."
Lin Guizhi smiled lightly, with a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes.
Looking at Huang Jingyun's body, he let out a long sigh.
"Although he often goes out and fools around, he has still been devoted to me all these years.
To others, he is a devil; to me, he is a good husband and a good man. "
"You guess what I'm going to do?"
“Of course, if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
Since Master Yang came here to seek revenge, he must also know my past, and of course he would not leave such a hidden danger. "
"You are a smart man."
Yang Lin praised.
"If you hadn't persuaded Xiang Lian to accompany Mr. Yuan before, I might have softened my heart and spared your life."
Bah...
There was a gunshot.
Wang Guizhi covered her chest and fell down.
…
The smarter the person and the more powerful they are, the more they want to be killed.
Otherwise, wait for her to lobby around and let more high-ranking officials and rich people deal with her.
Never underestimate the power of a woman who has been running a fireworks place for more than 20 years.
Maybe, if she turns her back, she can use her sharp tongue to persuade armies to attack.
Therefore, she must not survive.
Hatred cannot be eliminated. Only when one party dies can peace be truly settled.
"Your Majesty, you are too cruel. Mother Lin has no power to restrain the chicken. She is just the master of this place. She has nothing to do with you. Why bother to kill her? It is really too much."
Yuan Wending held a folding fan in his hand, tapped the table, and looked at it coldly. At this time, he finally couldn't help it and stood up.
"Master Yuan is right, I also feel that I am too cruel.
However, people in the world cannot help themselves... If I don't kill people, people will kill me.
In order to avoid trouble afterwards, there is nothing you can do about overdoing it at this time. "
Yang Lin wanted to have a fit, who are you, dare to act so careless in front of me?
Suddenly, Chen Zimei, who was beside Young Master Yuan, was blinking crazily. She was afraid that she might offend Young Master Yuan or something?
As soon as I thought about it, I understood.
This playboy who seems to be a little drunken seems to be nothing, but the person he represents is Yuan Shuangcheng, Mr. Yuan Ge, who came to Shanghai to talk about cooperation and alliance with Tongxin.
Maybe that's not what it means on the surface, but everyone understands it tacitly.
Just between pushing the cup and changing the cup, the matter that had been planned for a long time was finalized.
So why didn't Chen Zimei say anything when she killed Zhang Yulin and Huang Jingyun?
Because once these two people died, he, as the most powerful elder, would be able to intervene in all the affairs of the Qing Gang. In fact, he was happy to see it happen.
Yang Lin could even imagine that after the incident, this person would probably handle the follow-up matters for him and take care of them properly. This was reciprocating a favor.
Therefore, when he came to the big world, he not only had murderous intentions, but also had follow-up plans, and did not have too many worries.
Yes, just give Chen Zimei some face.
After taking a look at Chen Donglin and Chen Feiyan, I thought of the two of them running around respectfully serving me tea and water on weekdays. As soon as I thought about it, I didn't have an attack.
After saying a word, Yang Lin turned around and left.
Killing people is not as refreshing as studying at night.
Even if you kill your enemy, it's still a bit uncomfortable.
"Wait a minute... It's okay to leave, Miss Yu Linglong, but someone has personally promised to send me as a concubine, and even her uncle has no objections. You can't take her away."
Yuan Wending sneered at the corner of his mouth, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and suddenly spoke.
Even in the capital, no one dares to snatch the woman he likes.
Although Yang Lin is said to be invincible and a master of boxing, his hands are indeed very hot.
However, beside him, there were three grandmaster disciples alone... and with an army of 100,000 behind him, who dared to go against his will.
In particular, he knew that Jingwu Sect was actually supported by Tongxinhui.
And the Tongxinhui is asking for something from itself...
"are you serious?"
Yang Lin's eyes were very strange, he stopped and turned to look at Mr. Yuan.
