Chapter 2797: aren't you dead

After hearing the voice of their companions, the other two people on the first floor immediately turned their heads to look back, and the moment they saw Lin Yu, their expressions changed greatly, and at the same time they aimed the muzzle of their guns at Lin Yu.

Before the two of them could pull the trigger, the daggers in Lin Yu's hands had been thrown out from left to right, taking them directly to their chests.

puff!

The dagger that flew out from the right plunged directly into the chest of the man on the right, killing him with one blow.

But the dagger that flew out from the left was blocked by the man on the left with the gun body, the blade deflected, and pierced into the man's shoulder with a "puchi".

"Shit!"

The man cursed in English, and the rifle in his hand immediately aimed at Lin Yu and pulled the trigger.

Da da da!

Bullets shot out quickly.

Lin Yu complained inwardly, jumped forward quickly, flipped a few somersaults one after another, and at the same time turned around with his left hand, and shot a dagger in his hand again.

Fortunately, he didn't miss it this time. The dagger flashed in the air and quickly sank into the throat of the man who fired the shot. The man trembled and fell to the ground.

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could go upstairs, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairs.

He couldn't help frowning, knowing that the sound of gunfire just now must have alerted the people upstairs.

He couldn't help but sighed inwardly, if he killed these three people with a single blow from the very beginning, and killed these three people in seconds, then the people upstairs wouldn't be disturbed, and he didn't have to be so passive.

This is a series of chain effects brought about by the sharp drop in strength, making the originally very simple things extremely complicated, and even life and death!

Lin Yu's expression froze, he kicked his feet, and rushed into the corridor first.

He couldn't wait for the gang upstairs to come down and let them shoot at him, and he had to use the narrow corridor to fight them hand-to-hand.

The moment Lin Yu rushed to the entrance of the stairs, the first man who rushed down the stairs happened to bump into Lin Yu, but before the man could react, the dagger in Lin Yu's hand had been pierced quickly and did not enter his neck.

Immediately after, Lin Yu pulled out hard, turned his side while pulling out the dagger, and threw the man's body directly downstairs.

Then Lin Yu rushed up the stairs and fought with several people in the corridor.

In such a narrow and cramped space, the opponent could not shoot at all, and could only fight against Lin Yu one by one.

Lin Yu dodged and used the knife neatly. Even if his strength was greatly reduced at such a close distance, it did not affect the accuracy and lethality of his move. The silver light in his hand flickered, and the knife was fatal.

Not long after, four or five sturdy enemies collapsed in the corridor crookedly.

The last man above the stairs looked at the scene in front of him with horrified eyes and a face full of fear. He never thought that a thin, yellow-skinned boy could take their burly and sturdy accomplices in such a short period of time. kill!

"You... who are you?!"

The man asked in a trembling voice, speaking in English with a certain accent.

"Hot summer people!"

Lin Yu said lightly, "I don't know if you have heard of the Shadow Spirit of the Military Aircraft Department - He Jiarong!"

"He Jiarong? You... are you He Jiarong?!"

The man's face suddenly turned pale, and he said in horror, "Aren't you dead?!"

"died?!"

Lin Yu frowned slightly and asked coldly, "Who told you I was dead?!"

The man didn't care to say more, turned around suddenly, and ran upstairs quickly.

Lin Yu's expression turned cold, and he flicked the dagger in his hand, "puchi", and hit the man's calf in the middle.

The man's foot slanted, and immediately a dog grabbed the **** and fell on the stairs, but he still used his hands and feet together, trying to get up and climb forward.

Lin Yu rushed up, stepped on his back with one foot, took out a sharp dagger in his hand again, pressed it against the man's neck, and asked coldly, "I ask you, who told you that I died already?!"

"I...I don't know..."

The man said in horror, "I heard everyone say that, so... that's why..."

"Everyone else said that?!"

Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that someone must have deliberately claimed that "He Jiarong" had also died in this small town when he spread the news!

"Yes, we also heard from people from other organizations..."

The man begged for mercy in a low voice, "If we knew you were still alive, we wouldn't dare to come here..."

"What else did you hear?!"

Lin Yu frowned, and suddenly realized that this wave of people spreading the news was more cunning and terrifying than he thought!