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Lin Yu also knew that these people said that they were here to kill, and that they had to call Zhao Yonggang by name, which must have some extreme purpose.

He was worried that Zhao Yonggang would be in danger, so he took the initiative to stand up and pretend to be Zhao Yonggang.

And he did this to test whether these people knew him, the shadow spirit of the military plane.

However, after these people saw him stand up, their expressions were not unusual, and even after looking at him, the corners of their mouths evoked a sneer of disdain.

"You are Zhao Yonggang?!"

The scar-faced man was slightly startled, looked up and down Lin Yu, then raised his head and laughed loudly, and said, "The intelligence is right, he is really a nerd with no hands! It's at this age, it looks a little small. !"

Obviously, he didn't know Lin Yu either. Seeing that Lin Yu was slightly thin in figure and pale face, he subconsciously believed that Lin Yu was a political thinker of the Dark Sting Brigade.

Zhao Yonggang on the side was quite angry when he heard this, but in order not to expose Lin Yu, he did not speak.

"Have you never heard that some people are born young and don't match their ages. In fact, I am nearly forty years old!"

Lin Yu made up a lie casually, and asked leisurely, "Who are these few people? What's the point of coming to our dark stabbing team?!"

"Didn't I just say it, it's here to kill..."

The scarred man sneered, his eyes full of murderousness.

"kill?!"

Lin Yu frowned, and said solemnly, "Where are you from? What are the holidays with our Dark Sting Team?!"

"What's the holiday?!"

The scar-faced man looked stubborn and became very annoyed for a while, and then dashed up, tearing Lin Yu's collar with his left hand, and pressing his right hand dagger firmly against Lin Yu's neck. He shouted coldly, "How much did He Zizhen kill us back then? Indian soldier, don't you **** know?!"

Li Zhensheng, Kui Mulang, Yanzi and the others turned pale when they saw this. They slammed their feet on the ground hard, making a gesture to make a move, but Lin Yu put his hands behind him and waved at them, beckoning them not to move rashly.

"You are also an Indian soldier?!"

Lin Yu glanced at the scar-faced man, and tentatively said, "But depending on your appearance and skill, you don't look like ordinary Indian soldiers..."

"Do you want to play with me?!"

The scarred man sneered, interrupted Lin Yu directly, and sternly said, "Who are we, you will know later, I now want you to find out all the confidential documents of your dark stabbing brigade, especially The plan for the deployment of your frontier forces in the next three years in the summer of summer will be handed over to me immediately! I can make you die faster! Otherwise, in the words of your Yanxia people, I will make you'live better than die'!"

As he said, he pushed Lin Yu back and asked Lin Yu to find what he wanted immediately.

Lin Yu stretched out his hand and brushed his neckline, smiled, learning the tone of the scarfaced man, and said leisurely, "Can you get this deployment map, you will know later, I now want you to tell the origin of your identity. Make it clear, especially the purpose of your sneak attack on our Darkthorn Brigade camp, immediately explain clearly! I can make your death easier! Otherwise, using the words of our Yanxia people, I will make you'live better than die'!"

Since these people weren't ready to take the initiative to confess their identity, Lin Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, planning to do it directly, and then force them to say what they should say.

"Fuck you, you don't know whether you live or die! If you kill you, we will find it ourselves!"

The bald man behind the Scarfaced Man is also proficient in Chinese. Hearing Lin Yu's words, he suddenly yelled and rushed up, grabbing the cold dagger in his hand and rushing towards Lin Yu like a hungry wolf.

But before he rushed to Lin Yu, the Kui Mu wolf on the side swept out like lightning and quickly blocked Lin Yu.

When the bald man saw the Kui Mu wolf that burst out suddenly, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the voice fell, the dagger in the hands of the bald man instantly turned over, stabs Kui Mulang's neck fiercely.

The speed of his sword is extremely fast and his strength is swift. When he is an ordinary person, he can't avoid it at all. Moreover, his wrist is flexible, and he still has a more powerful backhand when making moves, and has almost put the opponent to death.

Unexpectedly, Kui Mulang did not evade at all, his whole body did not even move, and his two big hands grabbed his wrists directly.

The bald man sneered when he saw this, and the contempt in his eyes became heavier. Not to mention the slow speed of Kui Mulang, which is ten times faster, and don't want to grab the dagger in his hand.

But what he never expected was that before his dagger stabbed in front of Kui Mulang, his arm was suddenly caught by a pair of powerful hands.

The bald man trembled in his heart, his face changed drastically, and he was shocked for a while.

Before he could react, Kui Mulang's broad hands had grabbed his forearm and forearm respectively, and squeezed.