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The situation at this time has left Lin Yu with no time to think about what to do next if he is against Wanxiu.

Because if they don't get rid of the gang of hungry wolf-like members of the Special Affairs Department, they will most likely die alive and continue to fight, completely losing their qualifications to meet Wanxiu!

"Then you must pay attention to safety!"

Han Bing asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, you hurry up and run forward, I'll be right there!"

Lin Yu pushed Han Bing hard as he spoke.

He himself stayed where he was, without moving in a hurry, flipped his fingers, quickly opened the metal box, took out the six bombs in the box, and held them in the palm of his right hand.

"He Jiarong!"

"It's He Jiarong!"

"That's right, it's him!"

At this time, a group of black shadows rushing down from the mountain had already reached a hundred meters away, and through the light reflected by the snow,

Lin Yu was recognized at a glance.

Although Lin Yu's face could not be seen clearly, the aura on his body was really outstanding!

Some of the dark shadows had seen Lin Yu in person at the Los Angeles headquarters, so they recognized it almost instantly!

Many of them had run out of pocket guns and bullets, so they simply threw the guns away, took out the dagger at their waist, and rushed towards Lin Yu, everyone's eyes were shining with hot light, like salivating hungry wolves .

Each of them wanted to cut off Lin Yu's head with their own hands.

Because before coming, the higher ups had already offered a bonus incentive of tens of billions of dollars. Whoever can cut off Lin Yu's head and take it back will get the tens of billions of dollars!

Driven by huge interests, they instinctively forgot how terrifying Lin Yu's strength was, and they had no time to think about whether this huge bonus was fatal.

Earn, lifeless flowers!

Lin Yu looked at the surging crowd without the slightest panic, nor was he in a hurry to escape. Instead, he scanned the crowd with his eyes and calculated the specific number of people.

"Sure enough, there are more than a hundred people..."

After Lin Yu glanced around a few times, he came up with a rough estimate that there were indeed hundreds of people.

Seeing that the gang of black shadows had rushed tens of meters in front of him, he turned around abruptly and fled forward.

While escaping, he bent down from time to time, stuffing the pocket bomb in his hand into the crevice of the stone on the ground.

Because the crowd in the back is scattered after running, he also needs to disperse the bombs to ensure that the maximum number of enemies can be killed!

A bomb the size of a soybean fell into a crack in the stone and disappeared instantly, without attracting the slightest attention.

Although all the black shadows clearly saw Lin Yu leaning over frequently

, but they didn't care at all, they only wanted to kill Lin Yu on the spot in their minds!

After all, they have an overwhelming advantage in numbers!

But at this moment, Li Qingshui and the man in the mask who were standing on the hillside realized something was wrong.

"Why did He Jiarong run away until now?!"

Li Qingshui's face changed, and he felt a little bad.

"Yes, he seems to be deliberately waiting for our people to approach him!"

The man in the mask also saw the clues, and said worriedly, "He Jiarong is famous for being insidious and cunning, isn't he going to play some tricks again?!"

While talking, they had already noticed that Lin Yu bent over frequently while escaping.

"not good!"

Li Qingshui trembled all over, and said in surprise, "He seems to be putting something on the ground!"

"What's the use of putting things!"

The masked man said indifferently

, "Can he still drop bombs on the ground?!"

As soon as the words fell, he himself trembled all over, as if struck by lightning.

"retreat!"

Immediately afterwards, the masked man rushed down the hillside recklessly, waving his arms, and shouted loudly in English, "Stop attacking! Withdraw! Withdraw immediately!"

But amidst the shouts of killing all over the sky and the howling mountain wind, his hoarse cry was almost inaudible.

The team members rushing to the back of the crowd spotted him, but they also didn't hear his words clearly, thinking that he rushed down with the crowd.

"Did you see that even the officer rushed down with us!"

"We have no reason not to work hard!"

The black shadow at the end of the team discussed a few words, became more emotional, imitating the man in the mask and raised his arms and shouted, "Kill!"

(end of this chapter)