Damusi's face was full of arrogance and ferociousness. He believed that he had eaten Dinglin Kun today. He had blind confidence. The fundamental basis for this confidence was that he always believed that he was stronger than Sylves, Heiyu, etc. Even if he was a S-level killer, his strength was far above S-level killer.

After a fight just now, he believed that Lin Kun had used all his strength, and he had used more than half of his strength. He was not so kind, deliberately giving in to Lin Kun, but wanted to thoroughly understand Lin Kun's background. As a result...

Haha, that's just that.

As long as you have full firepower, this so-called Debei Wolf King will become nothing.

Haha, today's battle seems destined to be boring and disappointing.

But just as Damusi was squirting trash words, wanting to increase the fun of this battle, and he didn't want to continue to waste it like this. He fought quickly, but suddenly he felt a phantom flashing under his body, and then there was a severe pain in his stomach.

"ah!"

Damus couldn't help but scream in pain. What was this kicked? The powerful impact force was obviously like being hit by a speeding train. In an instant, not only the soles of his feet were retreating, but his heart, liver, gallbladder and lungs seemed to be kicked out in his chest and lungs. He forced himself to calm down, but soon the whole Zhang was red. He was originally a white-skinned person, and in this way, he was really white and red, like a burning knife that had been drunk for two pounds.

puff!

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and Damus was shaking. Fortunately, there was a wall behind him, so he leaned against the wall, and his waist was bending into a shrimp-shaped mouthful and breathing.

Lin Kun did not continue to pursue, but rushed straight towards Chen Yancui.

Chen Yancui was about to be unable to hold on, and even her eyes were filled with despair. Among the special police, she was definitely a hero among women, no worse than the men in the police force. But when she met the people in the World Killer League, these people were not simple, the little hooligans on the street, nor were they members of the community who were higher than the little hooligans in society. These people were all infected with their lives. They made money by killing people. Every move under their hands was not fancy, and they were all for the sake of death.

There was a white light in front of me, and the sharp knife broke through the white light and stabbed it suddenly.

Whoosh!

The blade trembled and made a buzzing sound. Chen Yancui's feet were still retreating, but her speed was obviously not as fast as the knife in front of her.

Death is right in front of you.

The trembling sound of the blade body seemed to be the sound of death from hell.

But she was unwilling to accept it...

Chen Yancui suddenly shouted, "Lin Kun, you bastard, as long as you meet you, there will be no good things. Even if I go to the underworld, I can't let you go!"

After shouting this sentence, the tip of the knife was pressed against her throat, less than 1 mm away. The smell of blood seemed to have spread in advance. The coldness was about to pierce her throat, and then there would be a scene of blood splattering.

Death is beautiful too?

Clam!

The knife did not pierce her throat, but she had closed her eyes in advance. The blade was like a trapped beast that was deeply locked, as if she wanted to break free from some kind of restraint. However, even if the Westerners holding the knife used all their strength, the knife could not move forward at all.

Crack...

Immediately followed by a crisp sound, the wrist holding the dagger twisted exaggeratedly, the knife in his hand slid down and fell to the ground with a clang. The man holding the knife had no time to scream. His throat was already held by Lin Kun's big palm-like hand. The man's eyes widened and his mouth widened, as if he wanted to shout something loudly, but before a single note could be made, his throat was crunched again, and the expression on his face quickly froze. In the wide eyes, all vitality was quickly lost...

thump!

The body fell straight to the ground, and Chen Yancui stood there in a daze. When she came to her senses, Lin Kun had raised the evil spirit who was fighting with Angelina high, and then fell sturdyly over her shoulders.

Hutong...

The whole room seemed to tremble violently. The evil ghost who fell to the ground never expected that he was quite famous in the killer world. He has been with Damus for many years. He was about to have the chance to advance to S level and be killed by such a simple and unpretentious way of falling over his shoulder.

The back of my head crumbled, and blood and brain plasma splattered out together, which was very bloody.

Angelina was also slightly stunned, and her eyes looked at Lin Kun with a complicated look.

Lin Kun smiled calmly and appeared in front of Kardashiana again.

Among the three ghosts under Damusi, the evil ghost is the most difficult to deal with, and the combat value is the highest, but this is useless. Lin Kun avoided the two swords that the evil ghost took the initiative to criticize, and then suddenly bent down and rushed forward, directly in front of the evil ghost.

The evil ghost reacted quickly, but he was still a little slower. Lin Kun grabbed his chest and was thrown away without waiting for him to make any moves.

It was indeed thrown away. The body of the evil ghost is not as strong as a tiger's back and bear's waist, but he is still an adult man. Moreover, the bones of Westerners are generally heavier than those of Easterners. They are probably more than 150 kilograms, but when Lin Kun grabbed his chest and threw it up, he suddenly realized that he did not have more than 150 kilograms at all, just like a bag filled with bread.

Hutong...

The back hit the roof of the shed heavily, and the whole room suddenly trembled again. There was a life-and-death battle here, but the neighbors upstairs and downstairs and next door must be swearing at home. Is this going to demolish the entire building?

Even if the couple live a couple's life at home, they can't make such a big deal.

puff……

The evil ghost was immediately hit and vomited blood, and his body fell rapidly. He felt the threat of death. His eyes were full of despair. He had completely given up resisting. If he could, he would rather kneel in front of Lin Kun and call him dad, begging to let him go.

Bang!

Unfortunately, Lin Kun didn't give him a chance, and he hit the knee directly in the chest of the ghost. This collision was even more violent than a train.

The ribs were broken, a large piece of his chest was sunken, and he flew out directly. Before he could scream, his heart exploded and saw Marx.

The battle is over...
Chapter completed!