Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Lu Jiujin had only heard of Fang Lin's reputation recently.

As Lu Jiujin himself said, he is the old Buddha of Hongdu. As long as he is around, no matter who comes, they must be coiled up if they are dragons, or they must lie down if they are tigers.

For decades, there have been many people who wanted to challenge his majesty, but none of them could leave Hongdu alive!

Xiong Shengshi, like Zhao Guibin, He Xiaohai and others, paid him a lot of filial piety every year, and they were all his godsons.

No matter who was at fault first, he was always helping his relatives rather than helping others.

And he can only help his relatives but not take care of them, otherwise, his godsons will be disappointed.

He asked his men to point hundreds of guns at Fang Lin, just to make Fang Lin kneel down and apologize and be punished.

How could Fang Lin make Xiong Shengshi kneel down and be humiliated? How could he ask Fang Lin to repay this humiliation to his godson in front of everyone!

At this time, he has given an ultimatum!

A sentence will not be repeated a third time!

He Xiaohai held a cigarette in his mouth, touched his big gold chain, took a step forward, and said with a wild smile: "Fang, since Lafayette said it, you'd better be obedient. Otherwise, with so many guns, you can just do whatever you want. One bullet can kill you."

Zhao Guibin raised his glasses and sneered: "In Hongdu, even if Yao Chengjun comes, he has to visit our old Buddha first. You, the president of the Business Alliance of Handong Province, what do you have here? So cool? Why don’t you kneel down quickly!”

Xiong Shengshi smiled evilly and said: "Fang Lin, I respect you as a person. After learning about your identity, I already said that I would apologize and give you free meals.

But you kid doesn’t give me face, so I have to kneel down and slap myself in the face. Now kneel down for me and slap yourself in the face! "

Thousands of people around them all shouted angrily: "Kneel down!"

"Kneel down!"

The sound started again and spread into the roadside restaurant. It also reached the ears of other vehicle drivers further away because the road was blocked by cars and was impassable.

Whether it was the people in the restaurant or the onlookers further away, they all stood on tiptoes, looking at Fang Lin in the crowd, and sweating for Fang Lin!

Fang Lin looked intently, and even Xiong Shengshi, He Xiaohai, and Zhao Guibin ignored him. His eyes were on Lu Jiujin's face from beginning to end.

Just when everyone was guessing whether Fang Lin would kneel down, Fang Lin slowly spoke again: "I'll ask you one last time... Where did all those guns come from?"

Although firearms are expressly prohibited by China, some people can always find ways to obtain a few.

In this society, as long as someone is willing to pay for something, someone will always find ways to sell it.

Therefore, it is difficult to completely eliminate things like the black market.

But for most people, having three, five, or eight or ten is an exaggeration.

However, this so-called Lafayette was very generous. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of his men pulled out hundreds of guns!

So many people and so many guns, enough to form an armed force!

This is something the country will never tolerate, and Fang Lin himself will never tolerate it!

Lu Jiujin and others really couldn't imagine that Fang Lin would reach this point and even ask where the gun came from.

"You idiot, you have no brain!"

He Xiaohai on the side laughed ferociously, took out a pistol from his arms, instantly opened the safety, and put it on Fang Lin's forehead: "Kneel down for me!"

Fang Lin Leng

He looked at He Xiaohai and asked in a quiet voice: "Who are you? Are you qualified to speak here?"

He Xiaohai laughed loudly, looked around, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Did you all hear that President Fang asked me who I was? He thought I was not qualified to speak!"

There was a burst of laughter all around, and someone shouted: "In Hongdu, apart from Lafayette, there is nothing that Haiye doesn't dare to take care of!"

"Did you hear that?" He Xiaohai put the gun on Fang Lin's forehead again and asked in a ferocious voice: "Now, do you think I have the qualifications to speak?"

Fang Lin smiled faintly and said, "If you are really that capable, then shoot. What nonsense are you talking about?"

He Xiaohai had killed countless people, and he had a bad temper, so he was not willing to be provoked by Fang Lin.

"Don't you dare to act like me?" He Xiaohai's eyes suddenly bulged, and he immediately clasped his fingers!

Wow!

Just when He Xiaohai's finger pulled down a third of the trigger, a cold light flashed from his wrist.

Blood spurted out instantly, and his wrist was cut off across the face as if it had been cut by the sharpest blade in the world!

Immediately, Fang Lin violently kicked He Xiaohai away before he could react.

It hit a Bentley car behind with a crash, shattering the strong windshield into pieces.

At this moment, He Xiaohai's severed hand held the gun and smashed it to the ground.

"Haiye! Damn it, you dare to hit my boss!" A burly man with a height of 1.93 meters screamed angrily, and the large submachine gun in his hand opened fire instantly!

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

The unique sound of bursts of bullets from a submachine gun exploded, flames shot out, and bullets hit Fang Lin one after another!

However, Fang Lin's figure flashed and disappeared from the place in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already at the side of the strong man.

As for those bullets, they continued to hit a person standing opposite, instantly beating the unlucky guy into a sieve, shaking a few times, and died on the ground.

The strong man wielding the submachine gun was tall and burly. Fang Lin, who was about 1.8 meters tall, looked a little short in front of him.

However, no matter how tall or powerful he is, in Fang Lin's eyes, he is no different from a weakling.

Fang Lin punched out, hitting the man's chin. The strong man's body, which weighed more than 200 kilograms, suddenly rose up to a height of more than one meter, and then fell straight down and hit the ground!

Others had already passed out the moment they were punched.

Bending down to take the submachine gun from the strong man's hand, Fang Lin played with it for a while and said slowly: "The HKMP5 submachine gun produced in China is a good product."

At this moment, everyone was staring at him!

From not knowing how to cut off He Xiaohai's hand, to overturning the strong man and picking up the submachine gun, the whole process was extremely short!

It was so short that even if an unlucky guy got shot and died on behalf of Fang Lin, no one would bother to watch.

Seeing Fang Lin holding a gun in his hand at this time, everyone felt a little chilly!

This man's skills are really incredible!

It's already such an exaggeration without a gun in hand. Now with a gun in hand, what else should I do?

For a time, these people brought by Lu Jiujin felt that they were the weaker party.

Even if they are more than a thousand to one.

Even if they pointed hundreds of guns at Fang Lin.

But I still feel that I am a sheep in the tiger's mouth, and it is extremely dangerous.

Just when everyone was in shock. Then he saw Fang Lin holding a submachine gun and walking towards Lu Jiujin again.