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So, what role can these fighters who are all about firearms play?

If you are really approached by the other party, that is, the fish on the chopping board, you can kill it as you want.

This has completely subverted their foundation of the world, and the meaning of practicing guns is gone.

He took a breath, just spit it out, and suddenly coughed.

Dozens of people around them all let out an exclamation.

Rao, steel warriors like them who have been trained a lot, couldn't help but gasp when they saw the scene on the Terminator battle formation.

At this moment, the rabbit died and the fox felt sad, and completely reversed its position.

Yang Lin, who was originally a compatriot, was already like a bloodthirsty demon king in their eyes.

Looking at the members of the enemy country of the Terminator team who can't stand at odds, at this moment, everyone's heart unexpectedly felt a little sympathy.

Although, this kind of emotion is very inappropriate.

Because, what the other party is facing is actually not a human being.

Yang Lin rushed through the bullet rain, his eyes indifferent, frowning slightly, looking at the thirteen blood spots on his body, he was a little dissatisfied.

Chong is rushing over.

However, the bullets are still too dense, and it is still impossible to completely dodge them.

After all, he is not a bird, his size is right there.

Even if a crisis is sensed, there is enough speed to dodge.

However, the Terminator team deserves to be the ace special forces team.

The blockade of the firepower net basically covers a radius of 50 meters without any dead ends.

Moreover, he also predicted his own speed and the angle of dodge.

Even if they can't see their actions clearly.

But it doesn't hinder, weave a net in advance with bullets.

So, Yang Lin was hit by thirteen bullets in places that were not critical.

Of course, being shot is being shot.

However, under the shock of Gang Jin's body protection, these bullets only penetrated into the flesh, and got stuck within an inch.

His body trembled.

Controlling the muscles to squirm slightly, thirteen long bullets jingled and fell from the body onto the rocks.

The wound closes and the skin squeezes.

Soon, there was only a line of red marks left on the wound, and in a blink of an eye, it became so faint that no marks could be seen.

It was as if he had never been injured.

"The power is so subtle, the tiger and leopard Leiyin has reached this level, not only can control the skeletal muscles, but also vibrate the skin and hair ends.

The subtlety of manipulating the physical body is even higher than the innate qi. "

Ming Wu realized that ordinary bullets did not pose a great threat to him.

Yang Lin didn't even put on any pretense, but just looked up at the Terminator who was frantically changing bullets.

His figure swayed slightly, dodging the scattered bullets attacking his vitals.

At this time, the desire of those people on the opposite side to shoot is not too high.

There was some despair in their eyes.

"Is it over? It's my turn."

Yang Lin raised his head and smiled brightly. At this moment, it was like sunlight and haze, dazzled everyone's eyes.

His figure became unreal, dragging out a long shadow, and he had already jumped in front of the assaulter who was at the front of the line and was firing again after changing the bullet.

Snapped……

Touch it and go, slap it down with one palm.

The assaulter gritted his teeth and raised his gun, but he hadn't fired it yet.

The head has been shot.

With a muffled bang.

Together with the helmet, his head has been photographed into the body.

Both legs were also exploded from the knees, and the whole person was a foot shorter.

Standing straight on the ground, like a sculpture.

"No, Bond."

There were cries of pain from all around.

Gunshots rang out.

But he couldn't hit anyone at all.

Faced with all guns before.

Of course, Yang Lin wanted to test his strength, how strong it was, and see if he could block the gun head-on.

In fact, it's still unstoppable.

If the opponent used armor-piercing bullets, I am afraid that the place where the shot was shot would be more seriously injured.

Maybe, let yourself bleed a little more.

Of course, not being shot to the bone.

But in this world, can anyone hit Yang Lin's vitals with a gun?difficult.

With this stupid method, he avoided the rocket, broke through the thunder formation, and then passed through the gun formation.

I just want to tell some people who are peeping nearby, and give them a prestige.

Don't keep thinking that if you have more people and more guns, you can be superior.

In fact, in front of a truly powerful warrior.

That kind of strength is not enough.

Chapter 280 The Powerful Foreigner

For the minds of high-ranking people.

Yang Lin simply understood too well.

Not to mention that during the Song Dynasty, he once served as King Yan for a period of time.

Even in the period of the Republic of China, he was not considered a short-sighted commoner.

I have also contacted officials from various countries, as well as high-level officials in Shanghai.

The mind of a high-ranking person has one of the biggest characteristics, that is, power and control.

The stronger one is, the more vigilant one will be about the power that is not under one's control.

This, above everything else.

Yang Lin asked himself.

If it were me, in a high position, I wouldn't want to have such a rebellious and unruly existence under my command.

If such a person is really going to appear, the first reaction is definitely not to coax and beg, but to find a way to control and subdue him.

This is the nature of power.

A chivalrous man breaks the ban with martial arts, this saying that has been passed down for thousands of years is not just talking.

With a sharp blade in one's body, the desire to kill is self-inflicted, which is an eternal truth.

Once people have the ability, they will have ambitions, or ideals.

I will never be as peaceful as ordinary people.

You can't be humiliated, and you can't be inferior to others. You want to get a status that matches your own strength.

It is extremely intolerable that someone is giving orders on his own head.

If they didn't agree with each other, they drew their swords and faced each other.

This is the nature of a powerful warrior.

It does not depend on the character of the person.

Therefore, in ancient times, if a subject's power surpassed that of the imperial court, even if he was loyal and had no resentment at all, he would still have the right to die.

The reason is simple, he has the power to rebel.

Whether you have this thought or not, uncontrolled power is a disaster in itself.

I want to understand this truth.

Yang Lin knew it.

Unless you work hard and bear no complaints, let the high-level grind.

And, fighting in the most dangerous places every day, obeying people like a dog.

Otherwise, no matter how tolerant he is, how patriotic, how much he acts for the country and the people.

In the end it will be a tragedy.

Because, he is too strong.

The knife is the safest only when you hold it in your own hands without thinking.

This is what some high-ranking people think.

He heard this from Cao Yi's few words.

Therefore, he resigned without hesitation and did not give the other party a chance to play.

Originally, he thought that killing Tang Lianxi, one of the twin dragons of the Tang Dynasty, would make some people fearful.

It didn't.

What followed was a deeper fear.

Yang Lin knew why.

Because, he showed more dangerous strength.

However, this power, the opponent thought he could still suppress it.

It's that simple.

Then, might as well show more powerful, terrifying power.

Those people rely on nothing more than guns.

If you hedge yourself head-on, you will destroy the myth of guns.

He didn't believe it, who would dare to be unscrupulous.

It is even more impossible for anyone to dare to come to deal with him with trumped-up charges.

they.

I can't bear the price of tearing my face.

What is deterrence?

This is deterrence.

……

Yang Lin slapped the assaulter to death with his palm. Hearing mournful cries from all around him, he chuckled lightly and rushed forward.

The punch was like electricity, and it hit the throat of the other gunman who aimed his gun at him.

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