The City's Invincible Soldier King

"Get in."

Abruptly, a touch of ice-cold killing intent flashed past Long Lin's eyes.

Xi Wanting had become a machine without any emotional changes, so she kept her calm and collected.

The Mercedes-Benz swung around and roared toward the suburban highway, but it was still half a second too late.

An empty dump truck blocked the exit of the road in front of Long Lin, following that, the 11 business cars also stopped with a sharp sound at the intersection.

Eleven men got out of the van, and the dump truck driver took the rocket launcher from the passenger seat and locked onto the Mercedes.

The Mercedes-Benz could defend against bullets, but not rockets.

Long Lin was one hundred percent sure that no one followed him throughout the entire journey.

Furthermore, the place he and Xi Wanting came to was a place they had chosen on the spur of the moment, so it was definitely impossible for them to set up an ambush ahead of time.

Then, there was only one possibility left.

The traitor had been betrayed!

Xi Wanting's car had a positioning system so that if Xi Wanting was really in danger, the Eagle King would be able to arrange a rescue in time.

The coordinates of this positioning system were handled by someone else.

It could only be because the target's coordinates had been revealed that they were attacking in the middle of the night. However, it was obvious that the assailant was already prepared. Even the rocket launcher was already in place.

"Long Lin, get off." The leading man who stood in front of the eleven people said coldly, "If it's a man, then come down and fight to the death."

"Let Boss Xi leave, I will accompany you to the end." Long Lin rolled down the carriage window a little and said coldly.

"Our target is you, not the woman beside you. However, we can only let her go after you die."

The man's words caused Long Lin to uncontrollably heave a huge sigh of relief, but once again, his heart was filled with confusion.

The target is me? Then who was the enemy?

Silver Fox Mercenary Boss Silver Fox that was uprooted by me?

Chen Gefeng who can't wait for me to die?

Or perhaps other enemies that had enmity with the saber? That's not right, the identity of the military knife had not been revealed yet.

If it was exposed, then even the entire world would be filled with enemies. The people who wanted to kill me weren't limited to just these few people. In all likelihood, a large group of enemies had joined hands to attack us.

Then it should be someone from Silver Fox and Chen Gefeng.

Silver Fox would not care about Xi Wanting's life, of course, the current Chen Gefeng would definitely not say such shameless words like Xi Wanting was the only woman he loved deeply, but the reason why Chen Gefeng was chasing after Xi Wanting was because he knew that the Xi Family was useless.

However, Chen Gefeng himself did not know much, so he did not dare to let Xi Wanting die.

Eliminating all the suspects one by one, Chen Gefeng was undoubtedly the most suspicious.

Chen Gefeng had close ties with the notorious Somali pirate organization sea scorpion, and the Chen Family often passed through the luxurious cruise ship in the Strait of Somalia.

Long Lin looked at Xi Wanting and spoke sternly: "Stay in the carriage."

Xi Wanting nodded expressionlessly, but a dense coldness flashed past her eyes.

Long Lin opened the car door and walked out, looking at the leading man, he said coldly, "Are you all going up together, or one by one?"

"Put the car back there first." The leading man pointed at the end of the road and said coldly.

"Alright."

Long Lin didn't even look back as he walked back to the Mercedes-Benz and put the car in reverse.

The dump truck kept a close eye on the Mercedes-Benz. The leader sat in the front seat of the dump truck, using a rocket to lock onto the Mercedes-Benz. The MPV followed behind the dump truck at a moderate pace.

At the end of the path was a small hill.

Long Lin parked the Mercedes-Benz on the side of the mountain and walked out again. Other than the driver of the rocket launcher, the other eleven people also quickly got off the car and walked forward.

"Let's go together, it's still a revolving battle." Long Lin stared at the leading man and asked again.

The leading man looked at the leftmost man behind him and said coldly, "Go try it out."

The man took off his coat and drew the scimitar that was tied to his waist.

The body of the scimitar resembled a Nepalese military blade, but the hilt was a bronze hilt that was unique to the China. The blade's back was a platinum color.

The density of platinum far exceeds that of steel. Adding it to the back of the blade would allow the bent blade to have a bigger weight within a limited size and thickness range, thus increasing the strength and lethality of the hack.

The special scimitar made for these people made it obvious who they were.

Mo Bei's 13 heroes!

A notorious roaming bandit group that only recognizes money and not people.

This group of people had lived in the vast desert in the Northern Desert all year round. Relying on their powerful combat strength, their familiarity with the desert's terrain, and their long prepared retreat routes, they had successfully escaped the pursuit of the official forces time and time again.

"Mo Bei's thirteen heroes were not properly staying in the Desert North Desert, and actually dared to come to the Yanjing to kill people. Are you all tired of living?"

"Who are you?" Long Lin's words caused the leader to become alert.

"Your father's identity is not something that you bandits are qualified to know." Long Lin asked coldly, "Where is your boss, Jing Rui Hua? Let him come out and talk to laozi. "

The leading man looked at Long Lin from head to toe, then asked coldly: "Who exactly are you? Say the name of the Dao so that it does not flood the Dragon King's Temple. "

"I'm not a friend of the underworld. What's more, even if I were a friend of the underworld, I still wouldn't be family with you guys."

"You're courting death." The man that was about to fight shouted in anger.

"Who are you to Mo Bei's thirteen heroes?"

"Thirteen."

"Qiao Hang."

Long Lin accurately reported his real name, causing the leader's expression to become even more serious.

"You know Mo Bei's 13 heroes very well?" The leading man asked in a deep voice.

"I had thought of personally leading people to annihilate you guys, but I couldn't free my hands." Long Lin said in disdain, "If I were to make a move, the Mo Bei thirteen heroes would have already become Mo Bei's thirteen corpses."

"Arrogant."

"I'm really not arrogant." Long Lin said in disdain, "No matter how strong you are, no matter how familiar you are with the terrain, you would not be able to stop a dozen helicopters that have heavy machine guns and small air-to-ground missiles.

"You are a soldier of China?" The expression on the leading man's face changed again as he asked with a deep tone.

Soldiers protected the weak, killing the soldier was equivalent to poking a hornet's nest, especially when it came to battling troops that were full of bravery. Thus, unless there was nothing they could do, Mo Bei's thirteen heroes would not massacre the soldier.

"Cut the crap, let's fight."

Long Lin crooked his finger at Qiao Hang, his face filled with contempt and disdain.

Qiao Hang turned his head to look at the leading man, and after receiving his nod, he suddenly raised his specially made curved blade.

"Kill!"

With a berserk roar, Qiao Hang brazenly rushed forward.

But Long Lin caught the fear in Qiao Hang's eyes.

An opponent with a timid heart was nothing to fear.

"Kill!"

Long Lin's right palm struck out like lightning, directly grabbing towards the sharp blade of the unique curved blade, his left hand turned into a grab, grabbing towards Qiao Hang's throat.

"You're courting death."

Qiao Hang was enraged, he immediately increased the speed of the scimitar, and vowed to cut off Long Lin's right palm.

One inch longer, one inch stronger.

The curved blade would definitely be the first to slice apart Long Lin's right palm.

With his right hand broken, his body would instinctively spasm under the stimulation of severe pain and his attack speed would greatly decrease. The attack speed of Long Lin's left hand was not something to fear.

Qiao Hang who had rich battle experience directly ignored Long Lin's left hand, and focused all of his energy on the wild strike of the curved blade.

Just as quickly as that.

"Scram."

"Die!"

Under everyone's unblinking gazes, Long Lin's right palm was heavily slashed by the curved blade. Even though it wasn't cut into two, the blade edge had already deeply embedded into the center of his palm and was stuck in the bone of his palm.

Fresh blood flowed out, like a broken bead, from Long Lin's tightly clenched fist, it unceasingly dripped.

At this moment, a majestic force came from the scimitar.

Qiao Hang lost his balance and fell to the ground like Long Lin. Long Lin's left hand transformed into a bolt of lightning and grabbed onto Qiao Hang's throat.

Long Lin used his bleeding right hand to take the curved blade from Qiao Hang, who did not dare resist, and placed it on top of Qiao Hang's heart. With a voice that was as cold as a blade, he asked, "How do you want to die? Is my throat crushed, or is my heart pierced? "