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Before the body could fully move, when he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

The vest is wet.

She clearly saw it just at that moment.

Suddenly, a long hole appeared in the board wall...

Looking through the gap, I can see the next door, five people fell down at the same time...

One holds a knife, and the other holds a short gun in each hand.

There were two more, with assault rifles.

The last person is a small woman, holding a pair of Emei short thorns in her hands, and exerting force with her hands.

Just penetrated the board wall, not yet penetrated.

The target was Yang Lin's vest.

Before their movements were completely completed, they were all frozen.

The knife mark that split open soundlessly, but Yang Lin took the knife and grabbed it, and swung it back.

The unparalleled sword light directly split the wall and smashed the wall, like a dragon swimming, directly beheaded the five people's heads.

It doesn't matter whether you are tall or short, whether you are rushing forward or leaning back.

A single cut was made without missing a centimeter, and all of them were cut from the top of the Adam's apple, with a distance of one inch.

bang bang bang...

There were five small sounds, like a ball hitting the ground, rolling with sound.

Immediately afterwards, five bodies fell down.

There was a loud noise behind the smash, bloody and tangy.

Yanni was shocked for a while, and only then did she have the thought to look at the blue thin knife carefully.

"This is the blue-blooded scorpion sword. The five dead should be the scorpion team, the elite killers organized by God..."

Her eyes were full of shock.

Previously, I only felt the murderous intent at the moment when the five opponents started to activate.

However, the man opposite was talking and laughing, and he didn't look back at all.

With the knife in hand, one knife kills five times.

It's like killing five mosquitoes with a random swat.

No, it's easier than killing mosquitoes.

How strong is he?

Do you need me to report this kind of person?

Yan Ni's eyes were heavy, and she fell into self-doubt.

"I still want to thank Ms. Yanni for coming to report the letter. When I went back to see Tang Zichen, I said, everyone gets what they need, and no one owes anyone.

Let's meet in the future, let's talk about martial arts again. "

Having said that, Yang Lin didn't say much.

He also ignored the salute under the couch.

Pull up the window, and sprint, like a fish swimming in the waves, landing a few catapults, and rushing into the thick jungle.

The attack of the Scorpion team was just an appetizer.

The intelligence capabilities of the God Organization are pretty good.

But, even better, is the Terminator team.

Yang Lin knew that as long as he stayed in the car for five more seconds, the carriage would be blasted to the sky.

After being promoted to Gang Jin, perhaps his body became stronger, and his use of mental power was more subtle.

Not only can it estimate the arrival time of danger, but it can also accurately estimate the magnitude of the hidden murderous intent within a certain period of time.

Just like now.

He felt that the weapon aimed at the carriage had shifted its position and was aiming at himself.

With a chuckle, he stomped heavily.

Before the rocks and soil were cracked, he had stepped into a glass-like depression with his unparalleled strength and sank deeply.

And his figure, like light and shadow, suddenly accelerated.

In an instant, in midair, several long things with tail flames appeared.

boom……

Cracking flames rose, and flames and smoke rose from the ground.

A hill suddenly collapsed.

Yang Lin rushed all the way, and the ground was rumbling with thunder.

Flames are everywhere, densely rising into the sky like a magma fountain.

But it was always one step late, and he passed through it ahead of time.

The aftermath of the shock shattered the ground, hitting his body, but it only caused ripples in his clothes, and he couldn't move his figure.

Rocket launchers, demolition soldiers, snipers, assaulters, barrage blockade...

After a series of bangs in front, the barrage like raindrops formed a giant net that filled the sky and covered the earth...

They rushed towards Yang Lin, blocking any direction he dodged.

"It's too reckless for him to go directly to the attack position."

Yan Ni felt a chill in her heart, and she jumped out of the carriage with a few of her subordinates.

Then I saw Yang Lin aiming at the position set up by the Terminator and rushing towards him, his movements were indescribably fast.

However, no matter how fast the movement is.

No matter how you are not afraid of landmine bombing.

Those bullets were too dense to dodge.

The opponent simply regarded this place as a war, and under the suppressed firepower, the bullets were like rainstorms.

I can't hide even if I want to.

……

A shooter is not the same as a shooter.

A powerful shooter has anticipation and cooperation.

They don't need to aim at all, and with experience, they can create a partial death barrage.

Yanni wanted to cover her eyes.

She seemed to see that in the next moment, countless blood sprayed from Yang Lin's body.

Falling down on the way to the charge.

Getting shot, totally unavoidable.

Chapter 279 It's My Turn

Seeing Yang Lin rushing forward so unabashedly.

Yan Ni and the other masters of the Tang Sect were stunned.

There are also a few people who can't figure it out in the same way.

They have different thoughts, some are eager to revenge, some are worried, and of course, some are watching the fire from the other side and taking pleasure in other's misfortune...

Looking at Yang Lin, the next moment, he will be completely submerged by the storm of bullets like rain...

On a high mountain in the distance, dozens of soldiers dressed in camouflage and stripes on their faces were lying down and watching.

"Captain, do you want to launch an attack now?

Yang Lin is also one of our people. Lao Cao has a very good relationship with him. He even called us a few days ago to take care of him.

If you don't move at this time, it's not easy to explain when you see me then, right? "

"Alas... the most important thing is to complete the task.

The order above is to do our best to keep the elite team of the Terminator here.

Don't ask to kill Tang Suiyun, kill as many as you can.

In my opinion, since Yang Lin dared to charge forward, he must have some confidence to save his life.

Just let him consume some of the enemy's combat power first. "

Some things don't need to be said too clearly.

However, all the soldiers have already understood the deep meaning hidden in the words.

That one is not one of us.

Above, there is no intention to save him.

Perhaps, it is to let him fend for himself.

Perhaps, there are special plans.

The two talked in a low voice, speaking very fast, without blinking their eyes.

Seeing that figure, which was faster than a cheetah's pounce, directly pounced on the fiery battle formation, my mood became tense.

"No, the bullet can't hit him, what kind of body technique is this? It's unscientific."

The captain suddenly raised his head, and his voice changed a little.

In the perspective of his goggles.

Yang Lin's body seemed to transform into a blurred light and shadow at a certain moment.

It seems that at the same time, three heads and six arms grew out, and there is only a blurred illusion under the feet.

The figure swayed from side to side, moving forward and backward, like a ghost.

Countless white marks of flames passed by his body one by one.

Make a puff of fine dust.

The distance of more than [-] meters is just between two pounces, and it has already passed through.

When the figure changed from illusion to reality, his brows were still so cold and his attitude was elegant.

It seems that it was not the hail of bullets, the blockade of artillery and mines, but the scenic spot of the viewing platform.

He just walked over with calm eyes and no ups and downs in his mood.

Not to mention anger, not even joy.

"No, he was still injured."

Another sniper interrupted suddenly, and the angle of view in the scope became clearer.

He clearly saw bloodstains on Yang Lin's arms, shoulders, and thighs.

Thirteen in total.

In other words, he rushed all the way over, but he was actually shot thirteen times.

The bullet enters the body.

"He's still a human being, not a god."

For some reason, the sniper's voice seemed to be relieved, and he let out a long breath.

This feeling is also very understandable.

If someone really practiced martial arts, it could make the hail of bullets even a frontal attack ineffective.