Urban: Town Country War God

At the foot of Jilong Mountain, there are fourteen excellent players with good abilities, plus a Zhouquejin who does not know the depth and holds a small pistol.

However, on Lin Xiao's side, Xu Hao and himself were the only two.

The two sides seem to have their strengths hanging to the extreme, but in fact, only their hearts are clear.

Zhou Quejin is a dog next to Yan Lingmu, a dog that bites but doesn't bark, but is very spicy.

His slightly long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and Lin Xiao, who stared at him playfully, wanted to see from this young man the flaws in why his confidence would be sufficient.

But, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see through it, as if the young man standing with his hand in front of him, looking inelastic, was an incomparable monstrous and prominent figure.

Xu Hao took the dagger and started to walk forward, the face that looked like a **** Shura, unusually weird and enchanting, like a visitor from hell.

Coupled with Lin Xiao's calmness, Zhou Quejin, who was originally vowed, became suspicious all of a sudden.

Is it really a powerful dragon?

Zhou Quejin thought secretly in her heart, otherwise she couldn't explain it clearly.

"Brother, no matter who you are, if you severely injured my young master, you will probably be disabled in the future. Isn't this too much?"

"What the older generations often say, I think it makes sense, to stay a line of life, not to say that you will see each other in the future, at least there are many ways to go, this is the final rule, you are right?"

Zhou Quejin didn't do anything for the first time, but made a gesture and pressed down the subordinates around him.

A step forward slightly, the small pistol in his hand was gently held in his hand.

He is a cautious person. It's not that he has never killed anyone, and he has killed many people.

Formidable opponents have also been encountered, some were solved by him, some killed a thousand enemies and hurt himself 800, and some, he could only run away dingy.

Therefore, he is very clear about a truth.

It is not easy to rush into action without knowing the strength of the enemy, as this will only put oneself in a disadvantaged situation.

It is extremely detrimental to myself.

For example, this time, it seemed that the place was right and the people were on his side, but the other party's calmness, as if everything were under control, made him dare not rush.

The winter in Jinling is indeed very cold, with a gloomy cold, it is cold to the bones.

A strong wind will make you shiver.

It's no wonder that people from other places will tease Jinling as a feminine city, with a strong feminine atmosphere and less masculine flavor.

For example, the Zhou Quejin in front of him is different from the big dudes that Lin Xiao met in Yanjing, or the big gray owls.

No, so much domineering.

Only start to test your strength bit by bit, unusually cautious.

Lin Xiao chuckled, and said with a smile: "Why don't you ask, how could your young master become like that?"

Zhou Quejin: "..."

"My master is a bit domineering, but he won't make him like that, right?"

Zhou Quejin also smiled and replied, but while talking, the gun in his hand began to hang silently.

"That's it, then can I understand that you are only allowed to kill your young master, and not allowed to touch him, right?"

Lin Xiao just glanced at Zhou Quejin's pistol lightly, and didn't care about it.

When I came to Jinling on the first day, I met so many interesting things. It was really interesting.

Zhou Quejin was noncommittal, and suddenly raised his pistol, holding the black hole of the muzzle, facing Lin Xiao, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

In the surroundings, the remaining thirteen subordinates took out the guys in their hands and surrounded Lin Xiao.

The smile on Xu Hao's face was even stronger, the dagger quietly stopped, and a slaying air filled him.

Lin Xiao was in full view. In this crisis, he slowly took out a bag of golden white sand, took out one of them, lit it in front of Zhou Quejin, took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and spit out. Smoke, "The speaker is really domineering, is he saying that the sons of horses are like this?"

Huh!

Tear

When the voice fell, Xu Hao moved, and with a palpable speed and unparalleled lethality, he began to wander around.

Every time a shot was taken, one person fell to the ground, and on his neck, there was a slight blood stain, and then it gradually became thicker, with blood flowing.

Basically, Zhou Quejin could not react.

When he reacted, all of his subordinates were already dead and could no longer die.

Everyone fell to the ground one after another, with blood stains on their necks, and their faces covered in panic.

This

Zhou Quejin's narrow and long eyes shrank violently, his mouth slightly widened, and his face was full of shock.

You know, this group of subordinates are all carefully selected by him.

Each one, one pick five is absolutely no pressure, besides, everyone still has weapons in their hands.

However, these were useless, and within a minute, they were all overturned and turned into a corpse.

"Don't move."

When he was shocked, he suddenly felt abnormally cold around his neck. A jet-black dagger whose blade was against his skin. A sense of threat of death began to emerge spontaneously, as if he would die in the next moment. .

Xu Hao's face was bloodthirsty, and his whole body exuded like Shura's evil aura. With the corpses all over the floor and the dim street lights, he set off his whole person, like a great devil.

"Let me ask you, what is your name and who sent you here?"

Lin Xiao was holding a cigarette with a faint smile on his face, and walked towards him, looking harmless to humans and animals, as if they were harmless.

However, Zhou Quejin definitely did not dare to think that this is a harmless young man.

At this moment, he was horrified, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Xiao in disbelief.

Subordinates are just so powerful, so how strong are I?

can not imagine!

Guru

Zhou Quejin swallowed fiercely, slowly raised his hands, and threw away the small pistol in his hands, and then said: "My name is Zhou Quejin, and I was sent by Mr. Yan Jia."

"Mr. Yan Family?"

"Which confuses the grief, is actually helping the speaker deal with unclean hand judgments?"

Lin Xiao said in surprise, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Yes, it's him, who are you?"

Zhou Quejin's breathing was a little short.

The threat of death, no matter who comes will be afraid.

He is not a sage. He helped Yanlingmu do things for the sake of money. Now it is not worth it to lose his life for him.

However, I was more curious about Lin Xiao's identity.

Such a strong person, and he has never seen him in Jinling before, so he must have come from other places, and his background must be good.

"I don't need to kill you, go back and report to your master, take his precious son with him, and come to the house to apologize."

Lin Xiao took out a business card and placed it in Zhou Quejin's shirt pocket. After that, he took a deep breath, pinched out the cigarette butt, and signaled Xu Hao to let go.

Afterwards, he left.

But the last sentence before leaving made Zhou Quejin's limbs chill, and a chill lingered in her heart.

"Otherwise, let the language become history."

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