Chapter 124

After the howling gunshots.

With a clang, slender sparks were drawn from the empty road.

A 12mm long shell bullet dangled on the ground.

Lin Yin was expressionless, with a hint of cruelty on the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at the roof of Zecheng Building.

On the roof of the building, Wen Twelve clearly saw Lin Yin's cold expression and contemptuous eyes through the scope.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hairs stood on end.

"I, am I empty? Impossible! Why isn't he dead!"

Wen Twelve said in disbelief, his eyes glazed over, his hands went limp, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

This is too scary, right? How did that young man in the white shirt do it?

Wen Twelve was 100% sure in his heart that his shot was definitely aimed at the headshot, but in the end, the bullet missed?

Can't figure out at all what happened.

"Wen Twelve, what's the matter with you?" Wen Jiu asked with a frown.

"Ninth Brother, I, I don't know, he didn't die, and he rushed into the Zecheng Group." Wen Twelve said bitterly, "But Ninth Brother, I can be sure, I must have hit him! No , I must have aimed at him. I don’t know if he avoided it.”

Wen Twelve explained incoherently, he was very aware of the cruel system of the Wen family's secret guards, and if such a low-level mission happened, he would probably be killed by Brother Nine himself!

Fortunately, the general situation of the Wen family has been determined now. If there were empty guns when the Qi family was destroyed some time ago, then my whole family, wife and children would be killed, and I would definitely be considered as bribed!

"Shut up, you bastard! Don't explain to me! How could someone escape the heavy attack?" Wen Jiu scolded in a cold voice, "Wen Twelve, if it wasn't for the sake of you being my cousin, I would have done it right now." Kill you! With such rubbish marksmanship, you have the nerve to say that you are a member of the secret guard of the Wen family?"

"I heard that you like going to the Emperor Dance City to play with women recently?" Wen Jiu glanced at Wen Twelve coldly, "The hands are so soft that you can't even hold a gun! After you go back, you Let me think behind closed doors, and don't participate in future missions!"

"Yes! Yes, it's all up to Brother Nine." Wen Twelve wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said respectfully, but he was thinking in his heart, if you were to shoot this fucking shot, you wouldn't be dead that young man!

"Brother Nine, the surveillance camera shows that the young man has already rushed into the stairs, and it seems that he is really going to rush up to find us." Another man in black, holding a tablet full of technology, said respectfully.

"Very good, get ready, guy, don't kill him before you come up, if you catch him alive, you must interrogate him as a carrier pigeon sent by that clan." Wen Jiu said lightly, with a look of wisdom in his hands.

"Got it! Brother Nine!"

The other three black-clothed men all brought out the black boxes, and took out the weapons they were good at, gearing up.

On the other side, Lin Yin immediately rushed up the stairs of the Zecheng Group.

Three minutes.

Lin Yin arrived at the rooftop on the 60th floor, kicked the steel gate flying, looked expressionlessly at the four men in black clothes lined up side by side, and then glanced at Yu Zecheng who was hanging on the steel wire and was dying.

"Hey, can you kick the iron gate flying?" Wen Jiu said with a playful expression, rubbing his fists and rubbing his palms, and the crackling sounded through his bones.

"Single-handedly? I think you are here to deliver food?"

After saying that, Wen Jiu didn't know when he took out a pistol and fired it with a bang, his technique was as fast as lightning. He was obviously a master gun master who was proficient in firearms.

He was going to shoot first, to cripple Lin Yin's leg.

clang!

The bullet hit the iron gate, but Lin Yin disappeared, as if he had disappeared in place before their eyes.

"This?" Wen Jiu frowned slightly, shocked.

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A terrifying impact came from behind, and Lin Yin's ghostly figure appeared, kicking Wen Jiu flew tens of meters away, and fell heavily on the ground, coughing and vomiting blood.

The other three men in black were horrified, and immediately realized that they raised their guns and were about to fire.

How could Lin Yin give them a chance? He rushed forward as fast as lightning, and with a whip kick, he swept across, cracking, cracking, breaking the bones of his hands on the spot, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.

Immediately afterwards, several more punches met each other, knocking them all out.

Lin Yin turned around and was about to deal with Wen Jiu.

Suddenly there was a gust of violent wind blowing towards his face, and a sharp knife was pierced into the throat.

Wen Jiu is the master among this group of people! Take down Yu Zecheng's master!

Lin Yin sneered at the corner of his mouth, as fast as a gust of wind, he raised his hand and clamped the dagger with two fingers, and the dagger shriveled instantly.

"You?" Wen Jiu was sweating crazily on his forehead, staring at the mysterious young man in front of him.

You know, his speed is already very fast. With a dagger, within fifteen steps, no matter whether you are holding a pistol or a machine gun, you can kill him with a knife before firing!

Is it this kind of terrifying method that was actually dispelled by this young man in an understatement, and even clamped the knife with his fingers with all his strength?

boom!

Lin Yin kicked out, and with a muffled sound, Wen Jiu flew out like a kite.

But in mid-air, Wen Jiu bounced back suddenly, turned around in the air and hit Lin Yin hard on the head with two fists.

This skill is indeed extraordinary.

Lin Yin caught Wen Jiu's punch, and the two of them were as fast as a storm. In just ten seconds, they punched each other at least seventy or eighty times.

Crackling.

After the sparring, Wen Jiu stayed where he was with a pale face, suddenly thumped and knelt down, his whole body creaking, his eyes were full of horror, and he stared at Lin Yin.

Wen Jiu's muscles and bones were broken, and his bones could no longer support his body!

"You? What kind of expert are you?" Wen Jiu said bitterly.

He felt that he was already very strong. He was a master who was not afraid of guns. He could hit a thousand pounds of strength with a single punch. However, he failed to survive ten rounds under the hands of the mysterious young man.

"Heh." Lin Yin sneered, "If you can survive under my fist for ten seconds, you are already pretty good."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yin ignored the broken Wen Jiu, turned around and flew into the air, broke the steel wire, and helped Yu Zecheng down.

"Master Yin, I knew that you would come to save me. Lord Yin's great kindness will never be forgotten." Yu Zecheng panted, dying.

"These people are handed over to you, and I have to interrogate them one, two, three." Lin Yin said indifferently.

"I will definitely pry their mouths open!" Yu Zecheng said with blood in his mouth, his eyes were full of anger, obviously he had deep resentment towards these people!

Soon, Yu Zecheng called in his confidantes and dragged all four of the Wen family's hidden guard killers to the basement of Zecheng Group.

After more than an hour.

Lin Yin was sitting in the CEO's office, sipping black tea with a blank expression on his face.

After two bangs, Yu Zecheng knocked on the door and came in.

"Master Yin, I used the electric chair, and the four of them have already opened their mouths, telling a lot of secret things about the Wen family." Yu Zecheng changed into decent clothes, and said respectfully.

Lin Yin put down the teacup, "Go ahead."