C23 One slash cold

Seeing the busy crowd, Long Lin asked Qian Qingxi about the situation of a few red snake s before leaving.

"Long Lin, are you alright?" Seeing Long Lin, Luo Yu ran over and asked in concern.

"I'm fine."

"Did you chase those bad guys away?" Luo Yu asked curiously.

"There are more than thirty of them." Long Lin joked, "? Do you think I'm Huang Feihong? I can force a group of people away by myself. "

White Rabbit and the others nodded in deep agreement, but Luo Yu firmly believed that this must have something to do with Long Lin.

… ….

On the way home, Luo Yu stayed silent and was a little depressed, but Long Lin didn't take the initiative to speak up either.

From the moment he met Long Lin by accident, it had only been a short day.

But the things he had experienced, were even more wonderful and illusory than the past twenty odd years. It made Luo Yu feel as if he was dreaming.

Returning home, Luo Yu looked at everything that she was familiar with and felt that everything became real.

"You …" Luo Yu looked at Long Lin, and spoke while hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you leaving soon?" Luo Yu bit his lower lip as he waited for Long Lin's reply.

Long Lin was a little dejected.

Luo Yu was only a passerby to him.

However, he had already messed up the rhythm of Luo Yu's life. Without mentioning anything else, just because he had helped her take care of Ge Haotian, Luo Yu had given up on the First People's Hospital in Yanjing, which was something she really wanted to go to.

"I only have ten days." Long Lin paused for a moment, and said, "I'm about to go carry out another mission."

Luo Yu asked with some unwillingness, "Weren't you stripped of your military records?"

"I was indeed stripped of my military status, but after coming out, I ran into a senior who wanted me to help him protect someone."

"Do I need to protect you for a long time?"

"I don't know either."

"Will you come back to see me?"

Luo Yu looked up at Long Lin, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Towards this crystal clear woman, Long Lin couldn't help but say, "I'm at Yanjing, if you encounter any difficulties, just call me."

"Then when I'm free, can I look for you?"

The film crew spent more than ten years, but were still unable to complete their plan.

It was not hard to imagine how huge this plan was and how many powers were involved.

Long Lin really didn't want Luo Yu to get involved in his life, as that would bring her many unexpected dangers.

Long Lin really wanted to reject, but he still nodded his head.

"Yeah." Luo Yu was extremely excited, she hugged Long Lin and kissed him, but after recovering from her excitement, Luo Yu's face flushed red again, she suddenly let go of Long Lin and rushed into the bathroom.

… ….

As the night deepened, Luo Yu fell into a sweet sleep.

Long Lin was carried away by the shoulder bag, and opened the big door and silently walked out.

With a sharp sound of brakes, the taxi stopped in front of a courtyard.

Hon Yun Security Company.

Hanging a sheep's head and selling dog meat.

Long Lin suddenly erupted with strength, his right fist heavily smashing on the wooden signboard.

BOOM!

Amidst the dull thumping sounds, the thick signboard broke into pieces and turned into a dozen pieces of abandoned wood.

"Who is it?" Eight member of the Red Snake Society in security uniform opened the heavy iron door, holding onto their batons, they rushed forward and surrounded Long Lin.

Long Lin did not reply at all. Both of his feet fiercely stomped on the ground and shot towards member of the Red Snake Society like a cheetah.

"You're courting death."

The eight cultivators were enraged, and they raised their batons, but all of them stared with wide eyes.

Quick.

It was simply too fast.

This person was clearly in front of them, but all they saw was an afterimage.

"Ahh …"

The mournful howls connected into a group.

The eight of them could finally see Long Lin clearly, but they saw that the other seven of their comrades were like them, all hugging their pants and kneeling on the ground, pale and drenched in sweat from the pain.

Jue Hu raised his foot.

It was a simple, yet very practical technique.

Long Lin took out a walkie-talkie from a security guard's waist, went close to his mouth and said coldly, "Tell Nie Xinghua to gather all the member of the Red Snake Society, and tell him that Long Lin, the one with the famous KTV, is here to visit."

"I …"

"Too much nonsense."

Before the cold shout even faded away, a cold light flashed past.

A sharp dagger pierced the unfortunate man's right shoulder, penetrating his shoulder blade and revealing a bloody point from his back.

"Ahh …"

Another pig-slaughtering howl rang out, causing the other seven to shudder uncontrollably.

The scene was bloody and cruel.

No one could understand. Was it because Long Lin's power was too terrifying, or was the dagger too sharp? How could it penetrate through the thick shoulder blade?

Long Lin then moved the walkie-talkie closer to one of the security guards' mouth and shouted coldly, "You speak."

"B-Brother Feng, someone broke in …"

The security guard trembled, causing Long Lin to lose his patience, he spoke into the walkie-talkie coldly, "Listen carefully, I am Long Lin under the protection of the famous celebrity KTV, I will give you 10 minutes to gather all the people, after 10 minutes, I will rush in through the front door."

"Bastard."

A curse came out from the walkie-talkie, but Long Lin had already slammed the walkie-talkie onto the ground.

"Whap."

Amidst the ear-piercing noise, the walkie-talkie became fragments that flew in all directions, and Long Lin stepped into the courtyard that the eight security guards had opened.

Within the courtyard were two seven-story old residential buildings.

After a short while, the lamps were lit up.

Seeing member of the Red Snake Society, who was holding onto a blade, quickly rushing down the stairs, Long Lin squinted his eyes.

The majestic Yanjing, the capital of the China.

If there was no one protecting him, how would the black astringent dare be so arrogant?

If it wasn't for his promise to the commissar, Long Lin really wouldn't mind killing him.

Before long, the member of the Red Snake Society had gathered and lined up neatly. If they did not have a bright machete in their hands, then they were a group of well-trained soldiers.

This was the true backbone of the red snake!

There were three square arrays, each with thirty people.

Moments later, a man in his forties, under the protection of seven men with steady steps and presumably born from the military, walked out from a small independent building on the west side of the courtyard.

red snake Head, Nie Xinghua.

"Salute." As the three in charge of the square formation shouted, all ninety nine member of the Red Snake Society s raised their right hands.

Military salute was a form of respect towards a soldier.

He wasn't worthy.

With an ice-cold expression, Long Lin walked towards the square formation at a steady pace with powerful footsteps.

The dim yellow light made Long Lin's back grow longer.

Under Nie Xinghua's lead, ninety member of the Red Snake Society walked over with large strides.

It was powerful and extraordinary.

In the middle of the courtyard, Long Lin and Nie Xinghua faced each other from twenty meters away.

"You are Long Lin?" Nie Xinghua asked.

"I am Long Lin."

"You must have a lot of guts."

"You have quite the nerve." Long Lin said coldly, "In the Yanjing, you actually dared to be so brazen. I am very curious, who gave you the guts?"

"There's no need for you to worry about that." Nie Xinghua stared at Zhang Mingyuan, and released a cold killing intent, "Speak, why have you come to the red snake?"

"I told you to promise not to harass Qian Qingxi again."

"And if I refuse?"

"Blood flows like rivers, red snake does not leave any chickens or dogs."

Nie Xinghua squinted his eyes, showing a sharp glint in his eyes.

"You guys go and test this kid's strength." Nie Xinghua said to the person in charge of the square formation.

"Yes." Fang Zhen took the machete and rushed forward.

Long Lin did not move.

"Kill!"

The person in charge of the square formation instantly rushed over and hacked down with his machete.

"You are too slow."

A cold shout suddenly came out, Long Lin's right hand suddenly swung out, tightly grabbing onto Fang Jian's wrist.

"Crunch."

The sound of bones breaking resounded clearly.

Broken wrists, saber-snatching;

With a single slash, his arm was severed.

" "Aaaah!"

A mournful howl shook the courtyard.

In his left hand, he was holding a severed arm that had been chopped off from his shoulder.

In his right hand, the blood-red machete fell to the ground.