A ferocious tongue of fire instantly spurted out from the muzzle of the gun. The bullet seemed to be endowed with endless power by the devil. Like an arrow shot from a bow, it carried the breath of death and instantly penetrated Ren Jianghai's body.

The huge impact force was like an invisible giant hand, pushing Ren Jianghai's body backwards. He looked like a piece of waste paper thrown into a trash can.

At first, he was in extreme shock because of the severe injuries he suffered, and his nerve endings had not yet transmitted the piercing pain signals to his brain, so he did not feel the pain. But in just a moment, a burning and painful feeling like it came from the abyss of hell, which he had never experienced before, rushed from his chest like a surging tide.

Ren Jianghai's facial muscles twisted instantly, his eyes widened to the extreme, as if they were about to burst, and he let out a dull cry. Then, he closed his eyes powerlessly. His blood gushed out from the shocking bullet hole like a flood, and soon soaked the clothes on his chest.

The bright red blood fell drop by drop, gathered on the ground, and formed a bright red circle. It looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight, as if it was the fatal mark drawn by the god of death with blood.

Wang San, who was standing aside, had a look of madness and determination in his eyes. The gun in his hand was still emitting wisps of green smoke. In order to ensure that Ren Jianghai was completely dead, his fingers mechanically and continuously pulled the trigger.

One, two... However, apart from the crisp sound of the trigger hitting the empty chamber, no other bullets were fired.

Only then did he realize, as if waking from a dream, that there was only one bullet in the gun.

Wang San's face was full of confusion and astonishment. He turned his head abruptly and looked at Lin Yang, who had been silent behind him, with his mouth slightly open, before he could ask "Why is there only one bullet".

Lin Yang was like a ghost. With lightning speed, he had the gun against Wang San's forehead again.

Lin Yang's lips moved slightly, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "You dare to hold a gun in front of the police and commit crimes, you are looking for death!"

Bang! A gunshot rang out.

Lin Yang pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet was like a messenger of death, carrying an irresistible force of fate, and instantly pierced through Wang San's head.

Wang San's eyes were wide open, and he could not believe until his death that Chu Guoan, who was always his brother, would be so cruel to him.

His heart was filled with resentment and resentment, and countless questions were flashing through his mind, but he would never have the chance to find Chu Guoan to find out the truth in this life, so he could only fall to the ground with endless resentment and die with his eyes open.

Lin Yang walked forward cautiously, taking every step extremely carefully, for fear of disturbing the "tranquility" of this land of death.

He squatted down, slowly stretched his fingers under Wang San's nose, felt Wang San's breath, and made sure that he was completely dead. Then he slowly stood up and looked at the four big guys expressionlessly.

At this time, the big guy, the fat guy and others had already been frightened out of their wits by the two sudden gunshots. Their legs were weak and their crotches were already wet.

In just a blink of an eye, two people were beaten to death in front of them. They had never seen anyone as cold-blooded and ruthless as Lin Yang. In their eyes, Lin Yang was simply a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, a Shura who crawled out of hell to reap lives.

“Big... Big brother... We... Don’t kill us...” The big guy’s voice trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, his legs went weak, and his lips trembled as he begged.

Lin Yang took a look at their miserable appearance, put away his gun, forced a seemingly kind smile on his face, looked at the big guy and others and said, "Don't be silly, why would we kill people casually? Take your things... Get out!"

"Are you really letting us go?" The big guy asked cautiously with a hint of disbelief in his eyes, as if he suspected that this was a deadly prank.

"Yes, it's true!" Lin Yang said with a pleasant look on his face and a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes, making it hard to understand.

When the big guy and others heard this, they felt as if they had been pardoned. Their tense nerves relaxed instantly and they immediately started to run.

Suddenly, Lin Yang called them again, "Wait a minute!"

The big guy and the others froze in place, turned around in fear, looked at Lin Yang, and asked tremblingly, "Brother, aren't you going to let us go?"

Lin Yang smiled and said, "I'm going to let you go, take your things!"

As he spoke, Lin Yang pointed to the ground, signaling the big guy and others to take away the knives, iron bars and other weapons they had thrown on the ground.

"Take it and go!" Lin Yang urged again.

The big guy didn't suspect anything and tentatively picked up a knife from the ground. His movements were slow and cautious, for fear of accidentally angering Lin Yang.

The fat man and the other two also bent down to pick up other weapons from the ground, and then carefully retreated to the door.

At this moment, Lin Yang's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he suddenly drew his gun at lightning speed.

He roared, "How dare you attack the police with weapons?!"

Bang, bang, bang! Several gunshots rang out in succession.

Lin Yang and his three men simultaneously raised their guns and pointed them at the four big guys, pulling the trigger without hesitation.

The big guy and the others didn't even have time to scream before they were shot through. Blood gushed from their mouths and noses, and they fell to the ground in pain, their eyes filled with despair and unwillingness, and the light of life quickly dimmed at this moment.

Seeing that there was no one alive in the house, Lin Yang put away his gun. At the same time, he and his two men bent down tacitly, picked up the bullet casings on the ground, and carefully dug out the bullet embedded in the wall according to the trajectory of the ballistic trajectory.

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