The strongest sniper king

Chapter 1476
"Yeah, delicious!"

Falcon put down the noodle bowl, took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, then walked up to Li An and whispered,
"The outside is already surrounded, and I will definitely not make a move later."

After finishing speaking, Falcon laughed coldly, then picked up the wine jug on Li An's table, walked to another corner and sat down, tasting wine while waiting for a good show.

"Beep, beep."

One long, two short and three horns sounded outside, which was obviously a signal to do something.

Yiji's dancing posture is very beautiful, with a beautiful lower back movement, the fan in his hand is just pointing at Ang Lee.

Under the light, three thin steel needles flew out from the fan and attacked Li An.

"Ugh."

Li An sighed softly, he had already expected the situation before him, but he was still a little disappointed when it actually happened.

People are not enough to swallow elephants, and they have returned the Dark Era to the Brotherhood, but they still want to kill themselves to silence them.

Sometimes it is not you who have to make a choice, but someone else forces you to make a choice.

Li An threw out the wine glass in his hand.

With a "pop", the three steel needles hit the wine glass with a bang, and the wine glass burst and exploded.

Yiji turned over, and the fan in his hand stabbed towards Li An across the table.

"bass."

A sharp blade popped out from the fan bone, heading towards Li An's heart.

"squeak."

Li An kicked, and the table moved forward with a friction sound and pressed against Yiyi's abdomen, preventing him from moving forward, and the blade just touched Li An's chest.

"Usually I don't kill women."

Li An spoke.

Yiji didn't understand the meaning of Li An's words, whether to kill her or not to kill her, when a cold light flashed, Li An held a bone-cutting kitchen knife and swiped in the air.

"Snapped."

A white hand held a fan and slammed it on the table.

Yiji's face changed, and she didn't feel any pain until her hand hit the table and made a sound, she just watched the blood spurt from the severed wrist, and instinctively let out a scream.

"It's really ugly."

The bone-cutting kitchen knife in Li An's hand hit Yiji's head with a "bang", and Yiji passed out on the table.

It's true that Li An didn't kill Yiji, but if Yiji's severed wrist doesn't stop bleeding, it won't last long and he will die from excessive blood loss.

"Why hasn't my face come up yet?"

The drunk suddenly got up and yelled, looking very angry, grabbed the wine glass and threw it out.

However, the wine glass was flying towards Li An.

Almost at the moment when the wine glass was thrown out, the drunken man no longer had a trace of drunkenness on his face, his eyes became cold, and he put his hand into the briefcase.

At the same time, the bald man sitting opposite Li An suddenly got up from his seat like a fly smelling blood, and rushed towards Li An.

The old man guarding the door didn't seem to be doing anything, but his eyes opened at this moment, exuding a chill.

"Whoosh."

Li An threw the bone-cutting kitchen knife in his hand.

The drunk man at the bar took out a pistol from his briefcase, and before he could pull the trigger, there was a "poof", and the bone-cutting kitchen knife was stuck in his chest.

"Snapped."

The drunk man fired as he fell backwards, sending bullets hitting the ceiling.

Just as the gunshot rang out, the bald man kicked his feet, and he rose off the ground, hitting Li An like a shell.

There was a glimmer of light on the top of the bright head, giving people a ferocious feeling.

Iron head skill?
Li An picked up the chair under his buttocks and smashed it out. The chair made of elm wood was full of weight, and then hit the big shiny head with a "bang".

Outside the noodle shop.

The thin man stood outside a black car, with the window lowered by four or five centimeters, through the gap one could see a person sitting inside, but he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

When the gunshots came from inside the noodle shop, Qingshou said with a smile: "They started to move.

Please rest assured, this mission is a bit hasty, but I found four top assassins from the Martial Arts Association, no matter how powerful that guy is, he will die.

Especially Mr. Inoue, the last one sitting in the township, he is a master of martial arts, and his best skill is wielding a sword. "

There are four killers in the Martial Arts Association. The young artist is good at using tricks and hidden weapons. Her favorite thing is to kill people with hidden weapons when the target is confused by her dancing posture.

The drunk is good at disguising, and his marksmanship is top-notch, with no false shots within a hundred meters.

The third bald man practiced kung fu horizontally, and the top of his head could break a bluestone weighing hundreds of catties.

Needless to say, Inoue already killed countless people with a single knife.

Usually the four of them act separately, but this time the four major killers were assembled at once, and the thin man is naturally very confident.

Inside the noodle shop.

Art skills and drunks have been settled by Li An, and the third bald man who practiced kung fu has been smashed by hard elm lumps, and he shrinks in the corner, shaking his hands and shouting:

"Don't fight, please don't fight, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat? Do you think this is a house game?"

Li An sneered, and the elm lump in his hand continued to rise and fall until the bald man collapsed on the ground and kept moaning.

Inoue, who was guarding the door, didn't make a move until Li An turned to face him, then raised the crutch in his hand, twisted the head of the stick lightly, and pulled out a long knife from it.

"Young man, you are very nice, but you are unlucky to meet me today, Inoue."

As soon as Li An saw the momentum of Inoue holding the knife, he knew that he was a master. He swung his arm vigorously and smashed the elm chair in his hand towards the well.

Inoue took a step forward and slashed into the air with both hands holding the knife.

"Clap" sound.

The elm chair that had just been broken by a bald man practicing kung fu was cut in half with a single knife, and the incision was smooth, as if carefully set up by an artist.

Inoue is very confident in his knife skills, and even more confident in the knife in his hand.

With the exquisite sword technique and precious sword, Inoue thought that beheading Li An was as easy as killing a chicken.

Li Ang threw out the chair and rushed towards the drunk man's body.

Seeing this scene, Inoue showed a sarcasm smile. He had seen Li An use a knife just now, and he thought that he was also a master with a knife.

In addition to his confidence in his sword skills, Inoue was already old, and his speed and physical strength were not dominant, so he did not pursue him, but stood still and waited.

Li An did pull out the bone-cutting kitchen knife, but threw it at the well again as a hidden weapon.

"when."

The knife in Inoue's hand and the bone-cutting kitchen knife collided into sparks in the air, easily defeating Li An's technique.

"Bah."

Just as Inoue was complacent, a gunshot sounded, and there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows.

Why don't you play your cards according to the long rule.

Inoue was a little restless.

Li An sneered: "It's so old, you still use a knife."

(End of this chapter)