martial law

Even in casual clothes, it is useless.

The official yamen smell on a group of people, for these people who have been in the dark all year round, can be smelled two or three miles away.

"You know him?"

Yang Yingming was spinning the revolver in his hand, whining softly, as nimbly and freely as a silver wheel.

Looking at Yang Lin's gaze was a bit unfriendly.

In his eyes, the person who followed in was completely relaxed, with loose muscles and gentle eyes.

Apart from looking very delicate and handsome, there is nothing eye-catching at all.

At most, it is an ordinary adult man who has practiced a little farming skills.

He really couldn't see why the "bad wolf" should be shocked.

"It's from the government. It should be a police officer from the Serious Crime Squad. Earlier on Linjiang Road, a large group of people followed me for five streets."

"You didn't get rid of him?"

Yang Yingming frowned, and the whirring silver revolver in his hand suddenly stopped turning.

He also heard something wrong.

Among the three of them, whoever is the most cautious and who has the best ability to escape and hide is naturally the "bad wolf".

This is what he eats, and his specialty is stealth, gathering strength, and launching a full blow in the dark.

He's more or less stalking others.

He was followed by someone and found out when he walked directly to him.

Isn't this a wild gossip.

Yang Yingming's attitude suddenly changed, as if he was facing a big enemy, the muzzle of his gun turned around as if there was no trace, and he aimed secretly.

The wolf's hairs stood on end.

He was completely puzzled, he turned all the way and used all his abilities, even if he was a master of the same level to follow.

It is impossible to keep up.

However, the other party not only came, but also came so strangely.

It must be an "Assassin" whose rank is far above him.

He thought so in his heart, so it was impossible for him to be silent.

With a movement of the sleeve, a pitch-black dagger fell into the palm of his hand.

Holding this bloody dagger that killed countless people, he was still very uneasy.

On the contrary, the violent bear's reaction was completely different from that of the two companions.

He grinned and grinned, his face became ferocious and terrifying, and shouted: "Whoever he is, he's still going to be killed anyway. Can't the official people kill him?"

What Violent Bear thinks is actually very simple.

After completing the task this time, you can receive the long-awaited reward from the leader. In the future, your identity or strength may become quite different.

The woman in front of him was the target, of course he had to be killed.

The new policeman in the back had to be killed even more.

In case the matter is finished, a large group of troubles will be attracted, and it will be difficult to leave safely.

Thinking of this, he did not attack Tang Zichen immediately.

Instead, he turned around and turned around, his left leg was like an axe, and he slashed out sideways.

This leg was very sharp, as if a big tree or a rocky mountain in front of him would be chopped into two pieces.

With the rumbling sound of breaking wind.

There is also a crisp and crackling aftertaste of the whip whipping.

"Good legs."

Yang Lin chuckled lightly, his upper body remained motionless, his right leg was lifted to his chest at some point.

There was no sound of wind, the legs were like arrows, whoosh...

One leg came behind and came first, hitting the knee of Violent Bear's fierce and thick right leg with a slanted shovel.

There was a crackling sound like a big tree being cut down.

Visible to the naked eye, Violent Bear's left leg was bent in the opposite direction into a V shape from the knee, swung around twice, and the whole person fell forward.

There was a terrible roar from his mouth.

The smile on the corner of Yang Lin's mouth didn't disappear. At some point, Bai Shengsheng stretched out his right hand, pinching the violent bear's neck in his hand.

"Don't you like breaking other people's necks? Have you ever wondered what it's like to have your own neck broken?"

Before he finished speaking, he slightly exerted force on his five fingers and folded them lightly.

The violent bear's neck, as thick as a buffalo, snapped under his slender and neat fingers.

Just like a broken hemp stick, it was broken extremely crisply.

click.

The cervical spine is skewed and protruding.

Violent Bear's eyes were swollen like bull's eyes, blood was gushing from his mouth, and he couldn't speak a word.

With a bang, the majestic body hit the ground, shaking the ground a little.

Yang Lin withdrew his hand, as if he had never made a move at all. He was wearing a snow-white shirt and trousers, without even messing up a trace of texture.

He just looked at Yang Yingming with great interest, looked at the muzzle of the opponent's gun, and wondered why the opponent still didn't shoot.

Tang Zichen was standing upright, but his right leg took a step back silently, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

There is no wind and the ponytail is automatic.

Unlike those three people, she was extremely cautious at this time.

Ding Ding looked at Yang Lin with a pair of eyes full of puzzlement, shock, and bewilderment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the violent bear's attack, the wolf beside him suddenly leaned over and leaped, the dagger swept out a sharp wind, and quietly wiped Yang Lin's neck behind him.

She showed a trace of pity and blinked her eyes, as if she couldn't bear to see it.

Sure enough, the dagger just touched Yang Lin's ear.

It was intercepted by a palm that brought out many afterimages.

With a pull of five fingers, the wolf's wrist hurt slightly, and the dagger had disappeared.

Before he could stop and look for where his dagger had gone, he felt a slight chill in one side of his throat, and all the strength in his body disappeared like deflated.

He rushed forward a few more steps, staggered and fell to the ground, struggling to touch his neck.

There was a dagger stuck there, which had already severed the trachea and severed the cervical spine.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and when his eyes went dark, he didn't know anything.

"Murderers are always killed. As a policeman, I should not kill criminals directly, but should arrest them and bring them to trial before shooting them.

But, who told you to be so careless? "

He looked up, smiling ever softer.

"Your Chinese name is Yang Yingming, and it sounds like you belong to the same family, but in fact you don't take this name seriously. What you really recognize on weekdays is your real name, John, Malavis.

Then, I don't understand, you have a gun in your hand, there are bullets in the gun, and you are not a soft-hearted character, why don't you shoot? "

bah...

Gunshots rang out.

A well-made revolver with a silencer makes so little pop that the bullets can't be seen at all.

However, Tang Zichen clearly saw that at the moment of the gunshot, the policeman in front of him, whose name was not known, turned his head slightly, and a gust of wind passed by his ears.

They actually dodged bullets face to face, neither bending down nor rolling to dodge.

Just ten meters away, step by step, slowly move forward.

I just watch you shoot, just to make you unable to shoot.

Even Tang Zichen had to be heartbroken by this kind of boldness.

……

Although it was still spring and the weather was cool, Yang Yingming didn't wear thick clothes.

But at this moment, he was sweating profusely, and realized for the first time that the gun in his hand could not be trusted at all.

"Reaper's bullet, when the gun fires, that means Reaper is coming, right? Then try firing two more shots."

Yang Lin still moved forward.

Bah, bah...

Two shots fired in succession, one aimed at the heart and the other at the thigh.

This time, Yang Lin acted a little bigger.

The figure is sideways, as if an ordinary person walks through a narrow place, casually and naturally.

The right leg is slightly raised, twisting the waist and sending the hip...

Just like twisting a Yangko, one step forward, and you are in front of Yang Yingming.

Then, Yang Yingming realized that his gun was no longer in his hand.

I don't know when and what kind of means the other party used, and walked towards the muzzle of the gun, avoiding three bullets, and snatched the revolver from him abruptly.

This skill completely surpassed his comprehension.

He didn't even have the intention to make another move, his eyes were full of fear, and he turned around and was about to flee.

"Oh...what's the hurry?"

Yang Lin shook his head, if he wanted to escape, it would be boring.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Yang Yingming's high left hand, and shook his wrist.

There was a series of bangs.

Yang Yingming collapsed to the ground like a ball of mud.

The bones of his whole body have been shaken by Yang Lin.

The joints are disorganized, and I can't use any strength.

After finishing the three professional killers, Yang Lin finally turned around and showed a big smile: "Miss Tang Zichen, are you satisfied with this gift?"

Chapter 225 The meaning of invincibility, lack of soul

"The cicada was aware of it before the golden wind moved, did you secretly send impermanence to death?"

Tang Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly and asked softly.

"No."

Yang Lin smiled. He knew that the other party was asking about his actions of dodging bullets and directly taking the dagger from the "Wolf"'s hand to kill the opponent without looking back.

"It's just a sense of murderous intent with the body and eyes, and observing the world with the eyes of the mind. I use the body-eye and mind-eye techniques, which are completely different from your mental vigilance."

Yang Lin dropped Yang Yingming slowly, paced forward, walked seven steps in front of Tang Zichen, and stopped moving forward.

Because, he sensed that at this moment, the hairs all over Miss Tang's body stood on end, and her spine collapsed into a big string.

All the strength and blood in the whole body are mobilized in the hands and feet, it seems that the next step is a thunderbolt.

This is the warrior's instinctive vigilance.

It is like a man encountering a tiger on the road.

It's impossible not to be shocked.

Yang Lin stopped, not because he was afraid of her attack, but because it was unnecessary.