Battlefield Contractor

"Ha, you were surprised, didn't you? You must have thought I was looking around like these idiots below... Actually, you can show up here because I deliberately gave up the freight elevator.

I pretended to be confused by the sound of footsteps, and ran towards the other one. But it's actually coming up from another freight elevator, waiting for you here specially. Because I know you will be coming up from this freight elevator, I intend to give you a little surprise. Unexpectedly, you were actually very alert and found out the small trap I set in advance. "The auctioneer shrugged and said, "It's a pity that I didn't see the expected explosion flame." "

Lin Rui smiled slightly, "I really admire you, you really have a way of playing smart."

"There is often great wisdom behind cleverness. It's you, which surprised me a little. Who are you, from Raytheon?" The auctioneer frowned, "It doesn't seem to be the same, so are they the mercenaries they hired?"

"Before telling you, can you tell me who you are?" Lin Rui said slowly, "Just let me know."

"No problem, you may call me Conan Christopher O'Brien." The auctioneer laughed triumphantly.

Lin Rui was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "That talk show host? I have to say, your small eyes and glib tongue really smell like a talk show host. But at best, it can only be regarded as a clown role. , Compared with the Red Baron you are far behind."

"Do you know the Red Baron?" The auctioneer was startled slightly.

"I'll tell you one more thing. It is actually a very bad habit to hold a gun against someone else's head." Lin Rui said slowly.

The auctioneer who claimed to be Conan sneered, "I have a lot of bad habits, but I just don't want to correct them."

"I respect personal habits. However, usually we have to pay for our bad habits." Lin Rui sighed, his head leaned back slightly, and Conan's muzzle slid along his scalp. .

Conan's gun rang instantly, but it was still a step too late, although the gunshot almost ruptured Lin Rui's eardrums. However, the shot was empty. Lin Rui suddenly raised his leg and kicked back. This was called tiger-tailed leg in Chinese martial arts, which specifically attacked the chest and abdomen of the target behind him. Because it is a back kick, the force is quick and the force is very heavy.

Conan was kicked to his chest and abdomen on the spot, and the powerful force almost immediately kicked him upside down. Taking the opportunity, Lin Rui caught up to a step, half-turned around and kicked in the air, swept away the pistol in Conan's hand.

Conan took off his pistol, clutching his chest and abdomen, his face pale. The foot that Lin Rui kicked him was very heavy, and his lungs were violently impacted, and his breath was almost uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth, a gun tumbling about to pick up the ground. It was just that Conan was still a step slower, realizing his intention, Lin Rui went up first and kicked the gun on the ground.

Conan leaped backward in embarrassment, reluctantly drew a sharp tactical knife from his waist, and stared at Lin Rui viciously.

Lin Rui also looked at him and said coldly, "Human skulls are curved, and a little bit of force can make the muzzle slide along. This process is even less than a second. If you master the appropriate time and method, you can It's faster than your reaction speed when you shoot. So next time you want to point your gun at someone else, it's best to keep the gun at a distance of about one meter from the other person. Instead of using the gun directly against someone's head."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't think I can't kill you without a gun." Conan said angrily, "Come on, let me try your Chinese Kungfu."

Lin Rui still stood there without moving. In fact, after the strenuous exercise just now, he suddenly felt that the gunshot wound on his left arm was beginning to hurt.

Conan is tall and thin, with a pale, pointed face with a vicious and dangerous expression, holding a sharp knife in his hand. But a pair of small eyes were still staring at Lin Rui. His person looks like the knife in his hand, short and sharp, full of aggressiveness.

Lin Rui also drew out his black military dagger, and confronted Conan.

Neither of them dared to move first for fear of revealing flaws. Just for a moment, Conan saw the dagger in Lin Rui's hand, and said with a sneer, "The paratrooper knife of the special air crew? However, you don't look like an Englishman in my opinion."

"This is the relic of a comrade-in-arms. I think he would be willing to see this knife stained with the blood of members of the secret society." Lin Rui stared at Conan and said coldly.

Conan sneered, "It's just a general merchandise. The knife in my hand is different. Modern technology has made weapons diverse, and some originally simple cold weapons can become extremely powerful after being designed in a responsible way.

This is how the saber designed by you is powerful. Seeing it, there is a highly compressed air tank inside the knife handle, and the knife handle has a button. After pressing it down, the ultra-high pressure air stream will instantly spray out along the thin pipe in the knife body. After this kind of knife pierces the body of a human or animal, the high-pressure air can instantly support the wound to the size of a basketball. You better pray not to be stabbed by me once, because just one time is enough to kill you. "

"Your sword is the same as yours, you are a sinister villain." Lin sneered.

Conan grinned grinningly, and suddenly a low hiss like a rattlesnake in his throat. At this moment, his people rushed towards Lin Rui, and the knife light flashed and pierced Lin Rui's throat. His shots have always been quick, accurate and fatal!

Lin Rui seemed to want to dodge backwards, but suddenly, the dagger in his hand drew a black arc towards the opponent's wrist holding the knife.

Conan didn't seem to see his movements at all, and he still leaped towards him with a knife. As long as he can pierce the opponent's body with the knife in his hand, that is his only purpose. Even if he was hit by a knife, he could kill Lin Rui instantly.

Indifferent and insidious, even fighting with his life, this is the real most terrifying place in Conan, even more terrifying than the knife in his hand.

Lin Rui couldn't help but back, but suddenly, when he turned, his right leg kicked out with the force of twisting his body, kicking on the opponent's wrist. But at the same moment, he had already stabled back, and the military dagger in his hand went straight into Conan's abdomen.

Conan lowered his head and rushed towards Lin Rui. The knife in his hand had been pulled out, and with all his strength, he pierced Lin Rui's ribs. Although this blow was vicious, it was no different from selling himself to Lin Rui.

Even if his knife can pierce Lin Rui's ribs, his own lower abdomen will inevitably be pierced. Except for him, no one would use this desperate style of play, and no one would use it. Because even if the two were hit at the same time, the high-pressure gas cylinder dagger in Conan's hand would burst Lin Rui's chest in an instant. A single knife is enough to kill.

But Lin Rui's body suddenly flashed, and he had passed the knife, and his arm suddenly sank and caught Conan's right arm holding the knife. Then he turned around suddenly without warning. "K" Conan's right arm joint was almost dislocated by twisting it alive. The sound of the joints falling off was heartbreaking.

The cold sweat rolled off Conan’s face like a bean. Lin Rui’s hand hit, and immediately pushed his elbow forward. Conan’s people were immediately knocked out and fell three or four meters away with a pale, pointed face. It was full of blood. But he was still struggling, and wanted to jump on again.

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