The best beauty's soul control master

Chapter 47 Professional Assassin, Zhao Sanqiang!
Lin Lang was happy, this Ye Liu actually planned to get some money back from him.

"Succeed, Brother Lang's words will definitely count. You don't have to wait until you get off work, just go now, and Xiao Kun will come with you."

He Kun grinned and said, "Okay, brother Xie Lang."

Immediately, the three of them left the bar and had supper at a seafood restaurant not far away.

"Brother Lang, have you ever studied kung fu or been a soldier? I see that your skills are really amazing." At the dinner table, He Kun asked with some admiration.

Lin Lang narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you how to do it when you have time."

He Kun's eyes brightened: "Brother Lang, are you serious?"

"Teaching you kung fu is also to enhance the strength of our bar. Since we are in this business, we must have the strength to prepare."

"Sometimes when you encounter some rubbish, if you say no, then be tougher. We open our doors to make money, not to be angry."

"In the future, you feel that there is no background and backing for the fierce fire, so the way to deal with it is to compromise besides being gentle. But starting today, it doesn't have to be like this."

"Your backer is me!" Lin Lang said with a smile.

In the words of the chuckle, there was a domineering taste, and his eyes were as sharp as wolves.

He Kun and Ye Liu were inexplicably excited when they heard the words.

After all, no one wants to be a grandson!
At two o'clock in the morning, Lin Lang just returned to his community.

He had just parked the car, and the moment he got out of the car, his heart suddenly trembled!
boom!
A slight gunshot sounded suddenly, and a bullet that could not be caught by the naked eye flew past his forehead!
With a bang, the car window on the driver's side instantly shattered and splashed everywhere!
If he hadn't turned his head away in time just now, this bullet would have pierced through his forehead!

"What!"

Lin Lang's heart sank, he quickly dodged and hid behind the car.

At the corner of the building, a middle-aged man in black with gloomy eyes.

"It was actually hidden! This guy's reaction is really terrifying!"

"But even so, you can't escape my assassination by Zhao Sanqiang!"

The middle-aged man gave a serious smile, and with the silent pistol in his hand, half-closed his eyes again, he raised it up and pointed it in the direction of the business Mercedes.

Zhao Sanqiang has been here all night.

He didn't know if Lin Lang would come back at night, but as a professional killer, he had plenty of patience.

Fortunately, on the first night of the stay, Lin Lang returned to the community in the middle of the night when no one was around.

The 92-type pistol in his hand was equipped with a silencer. When everyone was asleep, a slight gunshot would not cause any panic.

Even if someone heard it, they just thought there was a playful child who threw a firecracker downstairs as a prank in the middle of the night.

Lin Lang crouched halfway behind the car, his eyes narrowed coldly.

He didn't know who sent the person who wanted to kill him, but he was already on guard in his heart.

Back in Yuncheng, I offended many people and took revenge on many people. Some of these people cowardly chose to remain silent, but some of them would not be reconciled, so they chose to pay a lot of money for revenge!

These were all within his expectations.

Ten minutes passed, Lin Lang didn't move, and Zhao Sanqiang, who was hiding in the corner of the building, didn't move either.

Both of them seemed to be extremely patient.

From the position of the gunshot just now, Lin Lang knew the direction Zhao Sanqiang was in, and the distance from him was less than 20 meters.

Within 50 meters is the effective range of the pistol.The closer it is, the more dangerous it is.

If Lin Lang rushed out now, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to dodge the killer's shots continuously!

He took out his wallet from his pocket.

In the middle of the wallet, he took out a small white iron box with a length of only ten centimeters.

Small iron box, very thin, but can be opened.

Inside, there was a ring quietly placed.

However, this ring is a little different from ordinary rings. On the front of the ring, a slender blade is welded.

This blade is only seven centimeters long, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Lin Lang quickly took out the ring and put it on the index finger of his right hand.

"I didn't expect to use you not long after I came back." The corners of Lin Lang's lips curled up slightly, and there was a touch of coldness in his eyes.

The Cicada Wing Knife, a miniature weapon he had been using when he was away today.

Even though the Cicada Wing Knife is very small, the amount of blood it is stained with is already unknown...

After putting on the Cicada Wing Knife, Lin Lang picked up a loose floor tile and grabbed it in his right hand.

Then, he jumped out and rushed out!
boom!
The gunshot rang out again, hitting his head directly!
Swish!
Lin Lang leaned sideways, and the penetrating bullet flew past his shoulder.

Shooting at close range, the speed of the bullet is very fast, and it is impossible for ordinary people to avoid it.

But Lin Lang's physical strength could burst out at a terrifying speed in an instant, otherwise, he would not have survived the hail of bullets on foreign battlefields.

However, as a professional killer, Zhao Sanqiang is also very powerful. After seeing Lin Lang's amazing dodge speed, he has already begun to predict the direction of his shooting!

The so-called prediction refers to the direction of aiming, no longer Lin Lang himself, but the direction where Lin Lang is moving!
This position is the same position where the bullet and Lin Lang appeared at the same time!

Since Lin Lang rushed out, his eyes have been locked on Zhao Sanqiang's eyes.

Zhao Sanqiang's eyes were full of murderous intent, as well as the insidiousness of conspiracy.

If the position where the gun was aimed at changed, he knew what Zhao Sanqiang was thinking!
The corner of his lips curled up, and the floor tile in his right hand flew out!

call out!
The floor tiles were like a flying cake, spinning and hitting Zhao Sanqiang's head!

Zhao Sanqiang's face changed, unexpectedly Lin Lang was still hiding the hand, cursed in a low voice, and quickly shrank back into the corner of the building.

Bang!
The floor tiles were spinning and fell to the ground. When Zhao Sanqiang rushed out again, he felt a bright light and shadow fall from his figure!
puff!

"what--"

The sound of screams came from Zhao San's gun, and at the same time, there was the sound of an arm and pistol falling to the ground.

Bleeding!
His face is as white as paper!

But Zhao Sanqiang didn't care about the severe pain, and quickly fled away.

"Can you still escape?"

Lin Langsen's cold voice came from behind Zhao Sanqiang.

There was a hint of despair in Zhao Sanqiang's eyes.

He stopped, covered the wound on his right arm with his left hand, and said with a pale face, "I never thought that I would meet a famous wolf in such a small town!"

Lin Lang squinted his eyes: "I didn't expect you to recognize me."

"The cicada wing knife, the wolf is striding forward, except that I met the legendary wolf, I don't believe I will fall!" Zhao Sanqiang gritted his teeth.

Lin Lang smiled lightly and said, "Then let you be a sensible ghost."

"Yes, I am a wolf!"

puff!

A white cold light swept past Zhao Sanqiang's throat, and suddenly, a streak of blood splashed out.

Zhao Sanqiang's eyes widened, his throat trembled, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Lang indifferently dragged his body, as well as the severed hand, into the car.

To kill someone in the city, the most troublesome thing is to dispose of the corpse.

After driving to the beach, Lin Lang threw Zhao Sanqiang's body directly into the sea.

Even if someone found Zhao Sanqiang's body, they couldn't find him.

(End of this chapter)