Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 137: Killing Scarface

"Are you here to hunt me down?"

A look of hideousness flashed on the cold face of Scar's face.

"No, I'm here to find Daupa to cooperate."

Lin Chen glanced at the other mercenaries calmly, they didn't seem to notice the strangeness here.

"cooperate?"

Scarface stepped back two steps and pointed the gun at Lin Chen's head.

"You and the Huaguo police are in the same group, so I will tell Knife."

As he said, he moved to the side step by step, but his eyes were still staring at Lin Chen.

"No, you believe me, I am an auctioneer, and my interests are above all else."

Lin Chen tried to stabilize the opponent.

"fart!"

"A nonsense that you thought I would believe?"

Scarface snorted coldly, "Leave Kana to explain these words yourself."

"Knife, why are you here?"

Suddenly, Lin Chen glanced behind him, smiled and waved.

"Brother Dao."

Scarface turned his head and wanted to tell Daupa, Lin Chen's true identity.

However, at this moment, a fierce wind came from behind!

The fighting consciousness cultivated on the battlefield for many years drove Scarface to react the fastest, and a donkey rolled over two meters to the side.

After pulling the distance, he raised his head and faced a smiley face.

"you!"

Scar's face changed drastically.

It was this kind of temperament that made him feel extremely dangerous.

Lin Chen's indifferent eyes, without any emotion, swept across the scar face.

"It's nice to see you."

A chill surged from the back of Scarface's face, and it rushed straight into the sky from the tail vertebrae.

"You lunatic, die to me!"

"Die to me!"

With that said, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Da da da!

Da Da Da Da!

The bullets poured out like a tide, full of anger and panic.

Lin Chen's slightly weak body was about to be submerged in it, but strangely disappeared in place.

After a few flashes, he suddenly appeared in front of Scarface.

Extend the index finger and press it against the position of the finger, so that Scarface can no longer press down.

"You, are you a man or a ghost?!"

Scar's face was shocked, astonished on the spot.

Hide bullets?

Rao is the temperament he has tempered through dozens of life and death battles, and he also feels his scalp numb at this time.

Lin Chen, is he still a human?

"who?"

"what happened?"

At this time, hearing the gunshots, the other mercenaries turned their heads in shock and were about to rush over.

Lin Chen didn't hesitate when he saw it, grabbed the gun backhand and pulled the trigger!

Da da da!

A shuttle directly smashed the scar face into a sieve.

"Let you please me!"

"damn thing!"

"Almost killed Laozi, your grandma's!"

"Ho ho..."

Scarface suddenly stiffened, looked down at the gunhole on his chest, opened his mouth, wanting to say something...

In the end, there was no sound, and he fell straight to the ground.

Do not look down.

In his whole life, he has experienced the most dangerous scenes, even in the circumstances of a lifetime of nine deaths, he can escape a way out.

Even in the land of Shenzhou, he was chased and intercepted by the police, and he could escape back to Burma.

I didn't even think that I would be planted in the hands of Lin Chen, an auctioneer.

"stop!"

"Put down the gun!"

"Grass, who are you?"

A rush of footsteps sounded, and the mercenaries rushed over, holding their rifles, and staring at Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's face was still full of grief and anger, and she scolded.

"damn!"

"Point me, let you point me!"

"Laozi killed you dog X!"

"Grass!"

Xiao Bai separated from the body, a feeling of weakness struck, causing Lin Chen to almost collapse to the ground.

However, compared to the first time, he can still bear it through gritted teeth.

Soon, the knife was alarmed.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, and then at Lin Chen, he waved without saying a word.

A dozen black motorcycles, the overseers, were all mobilized.

The mercenaries personally detained Lin Chen in a room.

There is no door or window in this room, and the door is firmly guarded.

Lin Chen sat in a chair, thinking hard about countermeasures.

With a creak, the door opened.

With a sullen face, Knife Pai walked in.

With cold eyes like a poisonous snake, staring at Lin Chen, there was a murderous intent in his hoarse voice.

"Why kill my people?"

Lin Chen raised his head and sneered, "I only found out today that he is yours."

"Hahaha, coincidence, it's a coincidence!"

"I originally thought that there would be no chance of revenge in this life, because the sky has eyes."

He laughed wildly and slapped the table from time to time.

Dao Pa was stunned, and sternly shouted: "Enough!"

"Lin, what the hell do you do?!"

Lin Chen smiled and sat on the chair, looking at him strangely.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't I say it before? I'm an auctioneer."

"Can the auctioneer use an M16 rifle?"

"Can the auctioneer kill an experienced mercenary?"

There is a touch of uncertainty and hideousness on the black and thin face of Daupa.

He stood up, put his hands on the table, and leaned forward in an oppressive posture.

"Lin, today, if you don't give me an explanation, I'm afraid I will die here."

As the voice fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became more subtle.

A dozen mercenaries rushed in, a dozen rifles, all aimed at Lin Chen.

As if the next second, he would be torn to pieces alive.

Although Lin Chen was not disturbed.

He had already anticipated this situation when he killed Scarface.

"Well, I have a showdown."

Lin Chen sat on the chair calmly and said lightly, "My identity is indeed the auctioneer."

"However, there is another identity."

"Are you a PC?"

Daupa's cold eyes shot out two cold glows.

"PC? Hahaha, Knife boss, you can't make this joke."

Lin Chen shook his head and sneered, "Okay, don't sell it, tell you clearly, I am a tomb robber."

"Grave Robber?"

Knife Pao was slightly startled, obviously a little surprised.

"good."

"I have been to many graves, and I have had many treasures."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Otherwise, why do you think Thousand Baidu will value me? Didn't it value my gold-handling ability?"

Dao Pao stared at him, and after three full seconds, he gave a cold snort.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"Even if you are a tomb robber, what does it have to do with my subordinates?"

"You suddenly attacked the killer, can't you justify it?"

He is not easy to fool.

In Myanmar, the current situation is turbulent, and he still occupies a mining area. Naturally, many people are jealous.

In addition, he is also in the sweatshop business, and there are countless people who want to kill him overtly and secretly.

The magic weapon for winning is two words.

cautious.

"The kid click on me!"

Lin Chen's mood suddenly fluctuated sharply, slapped on the table, and shouted angrily.

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