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Mo Le fainted, the killer's sinister smile became even stronger. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the hillside.

"Your patience is pretty good! "If I don't come out now, I will leave." The assassin's eyes fell on the spot where Yan Yun had previously left from.

was not surprised by the killer's discovery. Previously, when he was standing not far behind Mo Le, the killer would have found out when he was hiding in the darkness that he probably wasn't prepared to kill. After all, the mission had failed and they were all preparing to retreat at that time.

Yan Yun had been enduring it patiently the entire time, Yan Yun also had some difficulties, since the killer had discovered that he could still be so arrogant, he must have had something to rely on, and maybe there would even be an assassin hiding in the shadows, if he appeared, he would be killed, the previous' Barrett 'would be a good proof of that.

Yan Yun didn't want to die, but he couldn't either. Once he died, Mo Le would be in danger, and being killed by this unimaginably ugly fellow would simply be a form of humiliation.

The other party was using lust. Those obscene words were spoken without care for Mo Le, causing Yan Yun to be extremely furious, wishing that he could quickly kill this assassin, but there was still a high possibility that there were assassins lurking in the darkness, aiming at him with the heavy sniper king Barrett.

Yan Yun was not a god, he was just outstandingly skilled. It was impossible for him to be like Sun Wukong from Journey to the West, where all the demons could not move at all after hearing the word "fix" from his mouth and allowed him to ravage them in the end.

At such a critical moment, Yan Yun needed to remain calm. The killer was shouting, but he did not move, nor did he make a sound.

Although the Mo Family's daughter was alone in the wilderness, how could the Old Master Mo not arrange for his to secretly come back to offer sacrifices to his parents? With Old Master Mo's shrewdness, he would not secretly send bodyguards to protect him?

A total of five black clothed bodyguards appeared one after another behind the five tombstones. They stood tall and straight with a calm aura. One look was enough to tell that they were practitioners, but when the assassin looked at the five bodyguards, his eyes were filled with contempt.

"Release the young miss. Otherwise, I guarantee in the name of the Mo Family that you will never be able to leave the capital sea."

A bodyguard spoke up. He ignored the contempt in the killer's eyes. As a qualified bodyguard, his master's safety was his top priority. Other than that, no external factors could shake his character.

Yan Yun secretly sighed, the bodyguards thought that the killer spoke to them before coming out from behind the tombstone, if he did not appear now, the lives of the bodyguards would be lost.

"All on the ground, move."

Yan Yun somersaulted and landed in everyone's line of sight. He was extremely tense and his steps were very weird as well. He did not have a specific route and had a kind of floating feeling.

"Young Master, you're here too?"

A bodyguard saw that Yan Yun had appeared and revealed a happy expression.

Yan Yun nodded his head, it was not strange for the bodyguards to call him that. As a bodyguard, he had to understand a lot of information about his master first, Yan Yun was Mo Le's fiance on the surface, such an important person, the bodyguards would definitely remember his image.

"Get down, quick."

Yan Yun shouted again, his expression anxious.

The bodyguards vaguely felt that something was amiss. They did not disobey Yan Yun's orders and hid themselves, at the same time changing their positions behind the various tombstones.

Although they didn't know how good Yan Yun was, Yan Yun was Mo Le's fiancee and he could deal with the killers so easily, just these two points were enough for the bodyguards to listen to his orders temporarily.

"Stop, turn around." The assassin saw that Yan Yun was still moving forward, so he called out to stop him.

"What is it? Didn't he have confidence in himself? "Since when did killers become so cowardly?"

Yan Yun looked at the killer in disdain, at the same time, he moved his body towards the left, and in the next moment, a bullet that carried a berserk sound of wind flew past him, the powerful destructive force of "Barrett" directly destroyed four or five tombstones.

The bodyguards were all shocked. They knew how to use guns, and knew that such a destructive power could only be possessed by the King of Heavy Snipers, who even had assassins hidden in the shadows. This was a dangerous signal, and if not for Yan Yun's timely reminder, they would have been killed one by one by the "Barrett".

However, Yan Yun seemed to be able to predict and dodge the sneak attack of the sniper. Such skill caused the bodyguards to be shocked, this was simply unimaginable.

"I told you to stop." The assassin's face sank, his heart was also shocked. He believed that he could not dodge the spear, but the man in front of him could easily dodge it. Moreover, when he looked at him, the corners of his mouth had a trace of a mocking smile. Undisguised contempt.

"Using a woman as a threat, you've really shamed your organization."

Yan Yun mocked and sneered, but he stopped in his tracks. He was a distance away from the assassin, and since the assassin was prepared, with his speed, he would not be able to kill the assassin in a short moment to save Mo Le.

"Assassins never care about methods when it comes to killing people. Hmph, the one who fought against Qing Ze was probably you, right? Qing Ze died? "

"He's more professional than you." Yan Yun looked at the killer in disdain, at the same time, he moved his body.

Boom!

The bullet had once again turned four or five tombstones into powder. If Yan Yun was slower by half a beat, he would have exploded into a pile of meat paste.

The positions of the two snipers were different, the sniper in the dark was also very cunning, constantly changing to different positions to snipe Yan Yun.

The two assassins, one in the light while the other in the dark, were talking to stall for time and looking for an opportunity to kill.

The bodyguards could not bear to watch any longer, their faces all flushed red, these two assassins were too despicable, but with Mo Le in their hands, Yan Yun had no choice but to refrain from shooting at them.

"It's even better if he dies. That way, he won't be a threat to me! Haha!" The killer laughed out loud, without any sense of shame. No matter how Yan Yun retaliated, he would not be angry, the white Desert Eagle was firmly pressing down on Mo Le's head.

Within fifteen minutes, Yan Yun had been ambushed over a dozen times, and every time a bullet passed by his shoulder, the current Yan Yun looked like he was dancing on the tip of a blade, which could be said to be every step of his way.

The bodyguards all felt unfairness for Yan Yun. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a sniper threatening them secretly, they would have already rushed forward.

Suddenly, a mournful scream was heard from afar. The assassin's face instantly turned pale when he heard the scream. It was his companion's voice.

The assassin died in the dark, which meant that Mei Ying had rushed over. Taking advantage of the assassin's moment of absent-mindedness, Yan Yun took a few steps forward and appeared beside the assassin.

Crack!

The killer's grip on the white Desert Eagle's left hand broke instantly, and the white gun fell to the ground. However, the bad luck in his left hand was not over yet.

Yan Yun's leg struck the assassin's chest, and both of his hands firmly grabbed the assassin's left hand. Borrowing the recoil from the kick, he fiercely pulled, and directly tore the assassin's left hand off.

The bodyguards who had already stood up just happened to see this bloody scene. They all felt elated and a little scared at the same time. This young master's actions were cruel. It seemed that although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was filled with anger!

"Is my wife someone you can touch?"

Yan Yun stepped on the assassin's chest, looking down on him.