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Pow!

Until the hat hit the opposite wall and then fell, there was no sound at all.

"Damn it!" Bugger! Eggs! "Come out!"

Bald Killer was flustered and exasperated, he hid in a corner and shouted towards the side with his head tilted.

The roar lasted for a while. The Bald Killer's aura was no longer as overbearing as it was before.

At this moment, the Bald Killer was in such a state. His energy was depleted by the two crisp and strange sounds, and his heart was empty. Looking at the mourning hall downstairs, he, who was not afraid of death, actually felt a chill in his heart.

Bald Killer was no longer interested in this psychological warfare game at all. He just wanted to quickly settle this issue and leave.

However, there were some games that, once started, could not be left as long as you wanted to quit!

Clang!

Just when the assassin was feeling depressed, a loud and clear sound came from downstairs. The sound was a hundred times more powerful than the previous two sounds.

"Come out!"

Bald Killer shouted as he rushed to the side of the fence and looked down. He saw the bronze bell hanging in front of the mourning hall was shaking.

The bronze bell hanging in the mourning hall had its origin. The name of the bell was "Summoning the Soul".

It was similar to the Soul Summoning Bell used by Taoists, but its power was much greater, thus the function of the bell was relatively simple.

In particular, the bronze bell in front of the mourning hall was usually hung over the incense burner, or at the side, mainly to attract souls. To put it bluntly, it was a reminder to those who had lost their souls to enjoy the incense.

Right now, there was no one downstairs, but the copper bell made an abnormal loud sound, as if it had been fiercely struck by someone.

"Hey Lin, get the fuck out here right now! If you want to die, you better come here and face me face to face! Don't make these little tricks to scare people off!"

The assassin stretched out his bald head and shouted down the stairs. The sound of his heart tearing and lung splitting was like someone had popped a chrysanthemum.

Outside the house, Fan Jianren was pacing back and forth anxiously. The reason it was like this was because he was cold, the reason he came out in a hurry without any clothes was because he received the phone call earlier.

Secondly, due to his anxiety, ghostly wails and wolfish howls came out from inside the villa. He was frightened and didn't know what was going on. Due to his anxiety, his heart was burning with anxiety.

Pow!

Fan Jianren trembled as he took out his cigarette. He lit it up and took a deep breath, the thick smoke seemed to have expelled some of the cold.

"Motherf * cker, that Lin guy, your elder has endured you for a long time. I wanted to keep you alive for now and let those old fellows fight to the death, but now that group of old bastards can't wait any longer, your value has come to an end. I'll let you have a taste of what it feels like to die, hmph …"

Fan Jianren cursed repeatedly in his heart. He was already prepared for Lin Yiyuan to not be able to escape this calamity, so he was also hoping to catch him.

Achoo!

As he thought about this, a gust of cold wind blew into Fan Jianren's nose, and he could not help but sneeze loudly, shaking the world. Two streams of mucus flowed out from his nostrils, and since he did not have any paper on him, he could only wipe them with his sleeves.

Fan Jianren wiped the blood on his face while scolding, "This bunch of damned old fellows, they are truly words made of gold! "He said that your father's body is ill, and now he's really caught a cold. However, all of this is worth it …"

Fan Jianren secretly encouraged himself from the bottom of his heart, fantasizing about what would happen once he passed this difficult time, like how he would be able to take care of a few female celebrities that he had been drooling over for a long time, and how he would be able to enjoy the blessings of being one with the masses!

Just as Fan Jianren was daydreaming, the killer in the villa had almost collapsed. When Fan Jianren came back, his killing intent was like a rainbow, in a short moment, he was already like a frosted eggplant, completely wilted!

Lin, I'm very regretful right now. When I accepted this mission, I should have done some research in advance. If I had known earlier that you were so difficult to deal with, then the price would have gone up by several times.

Bald Killer acted like he resigned himself to fate, he leaned against the wall and sat down, weakly holding onto his spear, talking to himself.

"I told you when we came here that there was no enmity between us and it was all for money. I couldn't have killed you today, so please come out and kill me. This is the last glory of being a professional assassin!"

The abnormal attitude of the Bald Killer was truly unexpected. If it was any other person, they might have revealed themselves, but the Lin Yiyuan hiding in the darkness did not have any reaction.

"Because if I die, my boss will send someone to deal with you again. I don't want the name 'Ghost Angel' to be shamed because of my incompetence. Come out!"

Bald Killer closed his eyes.

The instant Bald Killer closed his eyes, the hat that was originally lying not far away actually flew up and covered Bald Killer's face. Immediately after, an invisible hand snatched the spear from Bald Killer's hands.

"Hey Lin, I'm going to kill you!"

The moment the hat was on his face, Bald Killer jumped as if he was about to shoot out. His hands danced wildly as if he was about to pinch someone's neck.

Unfortunately, this series of actions ended up in vain, and all he grasped was air.

"Stop tormenting yourself. The Dao Lord has already had enough fun. Say it yourself. Do you want to die or live?"

Lin Yiyuan, who had been unable to conceal his presence all this time, finally appeared. It was just that his sudden appearance was like a mirage that appeared out of thin air without any warning.

"You … you … are you a human or a ghost? "Don't …"

Bald Killer was so scared that he almost peed his pants, his legs continuously trembling.

In reality, Lin Yiyuan had not left the place just now. He had only used the Invisibility Charm to hide himself and use coins to create noises.

It was just that Lin Yiyuan did not have enough strength, so he was able to use it for a period of time. Just now, when the rune was about to become ineffective, he took the initiative to appear.

"You are Bald Lion Zhang Qiang, right?"

Lin Yiyuan asked with a smile.

According to what Zhuo Qian had told him, he still had two accomplices. One was Bald Lion Zhang Qiang, and the other was the Golden-furred Lion, Xie Gouzi.

Just a moment ago, Bald Killer had already informed him of his background, saying that he was a ghost angel, and looking at his bald head that didn't have a single blade of grass left, Lin Yiyuan could guess his identity.

"It's me, grandfather."

The Bald Lion was extremely arrogant, he did not cower because of his weakness. Instead, he threatened Lin Yiyuan, "You with the surname of Lin, our Ghost Angel Organization is not soft mud, anyone can pinch us. You originally had the chance to pay for our lives, but now, you are the one who must be killed by us Ghost Angels."

Lin Yiyuan laughed: "So what? If you want to kill me, that depends on your abilities. You have to know, in this world, not just anyone can offend, just like the Feng Shui Master! "