Nightmare’s Call

"Any reason you need to do anything. This is the rule."

Lin Sheng didn't know who said this in his memory, but he thought so.

As more memory is absorbed, there will be other people's contacts and conversations in the memory. So he can't remember who the source is.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it is useful, he adopts it.

So, just now, he found a reason for himself.

He came over to ask for directions, but was bullied by the other side, so he struck back with a disability. In this regard, even if the police report, there are still three witnesses around.

As for why he didn't speak at first.

He just spoke slowly and didn't have time to speak. Many people around can prove that he is asking for directions.

Before Lin Sheng started, he thought about everything.

He had asked several people around before, just to prepare for the moment.

From the morning tea stand to the Lin Family Store, there is almost a hundred meters in the middle.

With crowded heads, Lin anniversary moved into the store after moving the goods. I didn't notice that there was a secret move between the crowds 100 meters away.

Lin Sheng stepped forward, the sword did not come out of the sheath, and the hilt slammed forward, hitting the dagger pulled out by the first man with precision.

With a clang, the dagger was swung open.

The others snarled, rushing from several directions at the same time, holding daggers in their hands.

Lin Sheng took a step back, and the hilt suddenly pulled out.

A circle of silver light suddenly lit up, surrounding it like a ribbon.

Huh! !!

In a series of hissing that made the scalp numb, the four screamed at the same time, mourning and holding their hands and falling to the ground.

A lot of blood poured quickly along their hands and spread out on the ground.

A strong man with a single order was behind Lin Sheng, and quietly found out a black pistol from his waist, his face was pointed at Lin Sheng.

Huh! !!

With a flash of silver, his right arm fell to the ground with a gun in his hand.

Ahhhh! !! !! my hand! !! !!

The brave man snarled with a broken arm and fell to the ground, his eyes rolled over a few moments later, his body was soft and passed out.

"Well, I even took out the gun. Fortunately, I started quickly, otherwise the person lying on the ground is me now. I guess correctly, you really want to kill me."

Lin Sheng sighed.

Compared to these ordinary people on the ground, he has surpassed them in both combat experience and killing skills.

If it is one-on-one, it may not be finished so soon, but together, it really gives him room to borrow.

Only then did the surrounding crowd react, exclaiming, screaming and spreading, leaving a round space for the place.

Lin Sheng glanced at a few people on the ground, turned around and quickly left, submerged into the crowd.

He cut the aorta of these people. If they don't stop bleeding in time, it won't be long before these people will bleed and die.

Of course, before that, he had asked Xia Yin a few of them in advance to arrange for a police call and emergency call.

Death is indestructible, at most blood flow, and the body becomes weak. In addition, when he was out of the sword, they cut their tendons by the way, and they became frail and sick, and their palms were not flexible, which is very common.

Lin Sheng moved quickly, and the people around him just slammed into the middle as soon as he wanted to avoid it.

The people behind did not know him and did not avoid it at all. They were quickly integrated into the flow of people and disappeared in a flash.

Lin Anniversary heard a noise in the shop, and then came out, looking a little puzzled in the direction of movement. Don't know what happened there.

A short while later, police cars flashing with lights arrived.

Then came ambulances with white stretchers.

The man on the ground was lifted onto the stretcher one by one, and his intact hand was handcuffed. Everyone had a police officer guarding the ambulance.

..........

..........

Not far from an alley.

The three people, Xia Yin Russell Madilan, stared blankly at Lin Sheng and killed a group of strong men all the way.

One of them tried to fight back with a gun, but was cut back with a sword like Lin Yan's long eyes.

This cruel, bloody, yet slender and lightweight sword skill formed a strong contrast in their minds.

Until Lin Sheng walked in front of them, none of the three had returned.

"This is the actual battle." Lin Sheng stood at the alley and looked at the three.

"The so-called actual combat is that we must hold to the idea of ​​letting our opponents completely lose their resistance, go all out and don't keep your hands!"

"Will they ... die?" Xia Yin asked with a trembling voice.

"No, I have a good hand. I will never kill someone."

Lin Sheng shook his head. Combining the memory fragments of so many people, he is very clear about the strength of his shot and what kind of damage effect it can cause.

"But ... just now, I'm not sure yet ... what if you make a mistake?" Madilan looked pale and hesitant.

"I made a mistake when I was mistaken for the defense. Didn't see them do it first?" Lin Sheng asked.

"But this trip should make the main messenger behind feel the pain." Xia Yin whispered, "Teacher, I'm going down here to find out where these messes come from."

"Where?" Lin Sheng looked pale.

"White card gang." Xia Yin gritted her teeth.

"Very troublesome?" Lin Sheng said unexpectedly.

"Well. Very troublesome." Xia Yin nodded fiercely. "It's the biggest gangster in Huaisha. Behind the scenes, there are people who cover it."

"How could it be related to the white card?" Russell called, holding his hair. "It's an amateur swordsman league. Is there someone with a white card?"

"Go back first and talk about it. There should be no problem here for now. It is estimated that someone will come to you soon." Lin Sheng looked calm.

I did everything, and now it's too late to think about the others.

It is imperative to consider how to deal with follow-up.

"Teacher, don't worry, we've messed this up with you, and we'll take care of you!" Xia Yin said seriously.

Lin Sheng didn't speak.

He suddenly felt irritable.

Compared with dreams, reality can't just kill people casually. Even if they are provoked, they must keep their hands and not cause death.

Otherwise, official trouble will be caused.

If there was so much trouble in the dream, one sword killed it.

At close range, even a gun is not his opponent.

Now Lin Sheng has this confidence. Because the gunman had no time to shoot.

But he is not invincible.

According to estimates, as long as someone is five meters away and holding a firearm, it may pose a lethal threat to him.

"... different worlds have different world rules ...... what I should do is to live better within the rules ..."

Lin Sheng's heart grew calmer.

With the memory of so many people, he could see the situation at a glance.

If he has a stronger power than the white card gang, then this kind of thing will definitely not happen now.

If he has that kind of power, those people will be killed if they are killed. Does the white card help dare to bother him?

Xia Yin and Madilan, Russell, were on the phone.

In this era when mobile phones are still very expensive, all three of them are equipped with mobile phones, and their families are certainly not ordinary.

But in the face of a white card, it was quite daunting.

Suddenly Russell cheered.

"It's saved! My grandfather shot! It's no problem if it's pressed down from the official surface!"

The other two heard the words and were relieved.