He couldn't figure out that his whereabouts today were not secret, but they were by no means easy to find.

The car is a systematic car, and the speed is incomparable, how do those people judge their foothold?

The mind was full of questions, but there was no opportunity to ask, and the people I met were all foreigners who could not understand Long Chinese.

Breath!

All the anger is vented on these killers.

The people who search for him are not afraid, and at the level of special forces, even if a group of people come, it is useless.

What's more, wearing soft armor, he is not afraid of knives and guns.

You can take the enemy by surprise and destroy the enemy quickly.

However, the two snipers hidden in the shadows are like sluice knives hanging overhead, always keeping an eye on their own steps.

The breeze turned into a gale and blew, making all the artemisia grass tilt and make it more difficult to walk.

Sneak and try not to touch the grass around you to avoid causing abnormal shaking.

Suddenly, seeing two people in front of him, holding a small knife in his hand, Lin Lang immediately felt unusual.

Looking at the two people's dress, a loose casual outfit, it is by no means the same as those Westerners in camouflage clothes!

Dongfang's face is full of arrogance, and his small eyes are patrolling around.

Fuso people!

At this moment, they also saw Lin Lang, with excitement in their eyes, and their bodies rushed over.

Seeing the two rushing over, Lin Lang had a solemn look on his face. Bai Plating means that hey, the eye brother closes the mouth and heart chapter

Their bodies, like the wind, did not touch a single thick weed.

Lin Lang was also advancing suddenly, and where the grass was shaking violently, he definitely couldn't stand still.

"Fly with the wind!"

When the two sides were still two meters away, the Tai Knife in their hands suddenly came out of its sheath, like two rays of cold lightning, cutting through the void and cutting towards Lin Lang's body.

"Whoosh"

The sound of breaking through the air seeped people, Lin Lang was taken aback, the speed of the two knives was too fast.

This speed can't be seen in Huang Er's Zhang Jian.

His pupils instantly contracted to a point, concentrating all his energy on the enemy.

The whole person seemed to be unable to control his body, and directly met the sword light.

The two men seemed to see him cut into three pieces, and they cracked their mouths and laughed like night owls.

Lin Lang's body rushed forward, and he pulled it up suddenly, forming a forward pounce.

Place your entire upper body in the sword light, and your shoulders are just above the sword light.

Too bold!

Even if there is a magic gold soft armor body, but the slightest difference is a complete loss.

But that's what Lin Lang did, and in his pupils, only coldness and ruthlessness remained.

His arms suddenly lifted and stabbed forward.

The two of them smirked, and the strength of their hands became stronger.

They were very confident that before the military assassination came, Lin Lang had already turned into three stages, and he couldn't do any harm at all.

"Ding Ding"

The sound of metal crashing sounded crisply, and the knife light that was moving forward at great speed suddenly stopped.

One of them was slashed under the armpit and the other on the ribs, but it was slightly dented, but it did not penetrate.

"Nani?!"

The confidence on the faces of the two people was instantly replaced by horror.

I don't understand what Lin Lang's body is made of, even if it is a piece of iron, the Taidao can make him fatal.

But it was all too late, and the instant panic was a peerless opportunity in Lin Lang's eyes.

The body once again borrowed force on the ground, and the speed increased.

The two military thorns rapidly enlarged in the eyes of the two of them, and finally sank into their throats.

Lin Lang let go without hesitation, and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Chirp"

Two more gunshots rang out, and one of the Fuso people was blown to the head. Another thigh was punched out of a gaping hole.

Lin Lang had just jumped up, and he already knew that it would attract snipers, so how dare he stay.

The body jumped violently, picked up the knife that the two had dropped, and hid in the weeds.

There were only two corpses left at the scene, and there was blood all over the ground.

The wind in the sky was getting stronger and stronger, and the clouds were getting darker and darker, as if a storm was about to fall.

Lin Lang knew that the crisis was getting closer and closer, and there had been a Fusang killer, what else would there be?

Could it be that the killer group is all dispatched?

Just because he dodged three assassinations?

He can't stay where he is, he can't give them a chance to join in, or he will die.

Forward! Forward! Only forward!

Only by fighting a bloody path can there be hope for life.

That's what the system says!

130,000 square meters of grassland is his burial place?

Or a killer's graveyard?

Everything is unknown.

Lin Lang, who was sneaking, found that he hadn't seen the killer for twenty minutes.

Could it be that the bodies of several groups of people were found and all of them were withdrawn?

However, in the blink of an eye, he knew that it was his good wish.

A group of people appeared in front of him, a group of six.

Two Fuso ronin, three Westerners.

There was also a man, with a short placket, his arms and legs exposed, and white cloth wrapped around his fists and upper arms.

The main thing is that one of the three Westerners, standing in the very middle, holds a Blok pistol in his hand.

Six people are moving forward slowly, each of them, responsible for one direction, to ensure that there are no dead ends.

Lin Lang squatted down and picked up a few stones from the ground.

Then, with a jerk of his feet, his right hand flicked, and all the stones flew out, enveloping all six of them.

And focused on taking care of the Westerner with the gun, at least three pieces flew towards him.

After shooting out the stones, his body jumped out of the way.

At this moment, he didn't care about exposing himself, his body was in the grass, and he was moving forward rapidly, like an arrow, making it difficult to aim.

“Fair！Fair！”

The person standing at the front found Lin Lang at the same time and shouted.

Suddenly found an oncoming stone, unable to dodge, his right eye was instantly exploded, and the eyeball popped out.

The Fuso people on both sides reacted quite quickly. The knife in his hand was pulled out violently and slashed towards the flying stones.

But he didn't want to, the stone was broken as soon as he chopped it, and under the strong inertia, he still flew towards the front door of the two.

"Yaga!"

The two men hurriedly dodged, and although they were not injured, they were in a panic.

Westerners with pistols are facing three stones flying in front of them, and there are people in front of them, left and right, and it is difficult to dodge.

I only had time to put my hands in front of me.

Three stones, breaking the metacarpal bones of his hands, stuck inside, and the gun in his hand fell off the ground.

The last two people, because of the warning in front, reacted and easily dodged the stones.

But at this moment, their compact formation was completely disrupted, and Lin Lang had already rushed to their side.

Hold a knife in each hand, and directly cross the cross.

The two Fusang ronins, because they were in a panic, it was too late to dodge, and they barely blocked, but they didn't have enough strength.

In an instant, the knives of the two people bounced back and hit their chests hard, almost breaking their bones.

The Westerner in the middle, on the other hand, was not so lucky, and the position of covering his eyeballs with his hands was cut by two knives and cut into three sections.

Lin Lang's eyes were cold, and he was ruthless.

The murderous aura cultivated in the space of consciousness blooms unreservedly.

All kinds of weapons can be used, and the Taidao is also among them.

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and the moment the body of the third section had not yet landed, he kicked out with both feet and smashed them into the three people behind him.

His movements were lightning fast, and the knives in his hands swung with a swing.

"Splitting Huashan"

The evolution in chopping wood is split towards the two Fuso people who are retreating.

Two people, one move is slow, and the steps are slow.

Before they could recover from the pain, they saw the knife slashing down again.

It was too late to hide, so I had to raise the knife with both hands and resist hard.

"Broken!"

Lin Lang burst out, his arms instantly swelled in a circle, and the speed of the Taidao reached the extreme.

"Click"

The two swords broke, and their bodies were split in two pieces in the terrified wooden light.

Fierce!

This is the most intuitive feeling of the remaining three people.

Westerners with wounded hands, yelling frantically at the headset.

Lin Lang no longer paid attention to it, and with a body of blood, he killed the three of them.

The two Westerners, already frightened, retreated sharply when they yelled at the headset.

But how can the impact of retreat be fast, Lin Lang rushed forward.

With just two swords, two people turned into four petals and fell into the dust.

The last person, with a solemn look on his face, did not turn around and run away, but was on guard.

Seeing Lin Lang slash down the two people, the knife momentum was completely old, the corners of his mouth grinned, and a cruel smile appeared on that black face.

He crouched on his knees and rushed up with great speed, outpacing the two Fuso.

Lin Lang felt it in an instant, and the other party turned out to be a yellow-level master.

That kind of explosiveness, that kind of momentum, Lin Lang is very familiar with it, and he has felt it in Brother Wolf.

He is not as calm as Brother Wolf, and his internal qi should have just condensed into dark energy.

Even so, Lin Lang was secretly shocked in his heart.

It's horrible!

There is a yellow level involved in the search, so what kind of master will be the real master.

Thoughts flashed like sparks, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body rushed out.

It's just the direction, not the person, but in the grass, as if to escape.

"Where to go!"

The man spoke for the first time, extremely lame in Long Chinese.

Lin Lang killed five people, such as cutting melons and chopping vegetables. When he was about to face himself, he turned around and ran, is that possible?

In the angry roar, a move that was ready to be launched turned into a desperate chase.

Lin Lang only ran two steps, turned back suddenly, changed his center of gravity three times under his feet, dragged his hands on both sides, and rushed over.

Counterattack in an instant!

The anger on the man's face had not yet gone away, turning into consternation.

An ordinary person would dare to face the yellow level!

Come back and die!

The astonishment quickly turned into joy, and the body did not stop, rushing forward.

Seeing Lin Lang's center of gravity change, he was shocked again, what is this?

In his eyes, Lin Lang flickered left and right, and it was difficult to judge the true direction.

At this moment, Lin Lang's right-hand knife arrived, flying diagonally upward, as if it was about to slash him in two.

Yellow-level master, at least the reaction speed is not slow, his body tilted, dodged the Taidao, and got up to Lin Lang's side.

He raised his elbow and slammed into Lin Lang's knife-wielding right hand. At the same time, he pushed his knees and rushed straight to Lin Lang's chest and abdomen.

Muay Thai!

At that moment, Lin Lang could see clearly that the other party was a master of close shortfighting.

Pull your right hand back as hard as you can, stabbing your opponent's elbow with the blade, leaving your left hand unchanged but moving backwards significantly.

His body, with his left foot half a step back, also raised his right knee, and collided with the opponent.

"Bang"

The Thai obviously didn't expect Lin Lang to dare to touch him, and the moment his knees collided, his body involuntarily retreated.

Defeated!

The hardest place against the enemy, and actually defeated?

Unbelievable, there was a moment of confusion in his eyes.

You must know that he is a yellow-level, and when he fights against ordinary people, he is basically devastated.

There are very few people who can resist even a little, let alone be beaten back!

To lose one's mind when facing the enemy is to give the enemy a chance.

Lin Lang naturally seized the opportunity, flew by with a knife, and his head fell to the ground.

He was a little strange and attacked six people, but he didn't feel the gunshots.

Without sniper containment, he was more able to let go of his hands and feet, and in a violent gasp, he picked up Blok and continued to impact.

In the light of light, killing six people naturally requires an excessive amount of physical energy to achieve.

He hoped that his murder could cause strong psychological pressure on the pursuers.