Bang bang bang bang——
Four gunshots rang out.
Two people fell. The Russian and the quiet card player were unlucky and were hit by Zhang Lin's casual shooting. One was hit in the head and died on the spot, while the other was hit in the chest. He was not dead yet, but his wound was bleeding, and he was probably not long to live.
Wang Jia and Haozi were lucky; Zhang Lin fired four shots, but neither of them were hit.
But the two were stunned by the gunshot.
They later completed the plan: after Zhang Lin opened the door, they would first check if Zhang Lin had a gun. If he did, they would abandon the plan; otherwise, they would proceed according to the original plan.
It can be described as extremely cautious.
Door number 12 opened, and they could see clearly that Zhang Lin's hands were empty; he wasn't carrying a gun at all.
In the blink of an eye, the pistol seemed to suddenly appear in Zhang Lin's hand, and with a few bangs, two of his four men were killed.
Wang Jia and Haozi were lucky to survive, but facing the dark muzzle of a gun, they were immediately terrified and dared not rush forward. They stopped and stood in the corridor, their faces pale, but they dared not move.
"It really is you guys!" Zhang Lin pointed his gun at the two men, feeling a little regretful. He had originally planned to take down one enemy with a single bullet, but alas... his marksmanship was still lacking.
"Big brother, it's all...it's all a misunderstanding..."
The mouse was sweating profusely, its hands raised high, and its body involuntarily retreating backward.
Modern people have never experienced the terror of having a gun pointed at them.
He used to be a gangster, and at most he would only use a knife, and it was the kind of watermelon knife that could only be used for chopping. If he didn't hit a vital spot, he could kill someone even with a dozen or so cuts. But now, Zhang Lin could take his life as soon as he pulled the trigger!
Wang Jiachong was the fastest and closest to Zhang Lin. As he watched Zhang Lin point his gun at the mouse, a crazy idea suddenly arose in his mind.
If I were faster, he wouldn't have had time to fire!
Wang Jia had always thought Zhang Lin was a coward, but seeing how decisively Zhang Lin killed the two men just now, he knew he was wrong.
At this point, the only way to survive is to gamble.
If you win the bet, the gun is yours, and the woman is yours too!
He felt his success rate was quite high, after all, he often fought and killed people, he was very strong and experienced, while Zhang Lin was just an office worker, quite tall and strong, but what use was that?
As long as you're fast enough...
Ji Yuetong opened her eyes at this moment.
She had already given up hope, but the sound of gunfire brought her a glimmer of hope.
Seeing the two men fall to the ground, their hands raised and unable to move, she smiled and thought to herself with delight: Luckily, I was quick-witted, and this man, number 12, was also smart enough to understand my signal. But... where did he pull out his gun from?
"Rat, make your move!" After observing for a while, Wang Jia had made up his mind and immediately shouted. He wasn't communicating with Rat secretly, but rather he wanted to use Rat to draw Zhang Lin's firepower and create an opportunity for himself.
When Haozi heard the shout, he was stunned. He was about to explain when Zhang Lin fired his gun. Several flowers of blood bloomed on Haozi's chest, and he was already dead.
Wang Jia really wanted to laugh out loud.
As expected, number 12 fell for the trap. Zhang Lin killed the rat, but the kid had already gotten close to Zhang Lin and punched Zhang Lin's arm hard.
He used all his strength in that punch.
He believed that with this punch, Zhang Lin would definitely lose his grip on the gun, and once Zhang Lin lost his gun, he could kill him with his strong physique and rich experience.
And then...
He will get everything he wants!
However, before Wang Jia's fist could reach Zhang Lin's gun-wielding arm, Zhang Lin's other fist, which was not holding a gun, struck him on the head.
Bang--
A loud bang.
As his fist collided with the hard skull, Wang Jia felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. Everything went black, and he could see nothing. At the same time, his body fell straight to the ground uncontrollably.
On the other side, Ji Yuetong's "Be careful" was swallowed back before she could even utter it.
She had been keeping an eye on Wang Jia, and when she saw him suddenly attack, her heart jumped. She tried to warn Zhang Lin, but before she could say anything, Zhang Lin had already knocked Wang Jia to the ground.
"Is he always this brave?" Zhang Lin stepped on Wang Jia's neck and pointed a gun at his head. "Doesn't he know I know kung fu?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, and a small blood-red flower appeared on Wang Jia's head.
Wang Jia is dead.
Zhang Lin once wanted to kill him when he was verbally abused by him, but in times of peace and prosperity, that was impossible.
Now, Zhang Lin can kill him.
"Hello, we should have met before, right?" Zhang Lin put the gun back into his spatial storage and waved his hand at the stunned Ji Yuetong.
They lived in the same building, so even if they weren't familiar with each other, they had at least bumped into each other. Zhang Lin recognized Ji Yuetong and knew she must be a resident on this floor.
Ji Yuetong snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "I live at number 16. We've met before, and I remember you."
She had already witnessed Zhang Lin's decisiveness; not everyone could kill four people in one go without batting an eye. She had to try to build a relationship with such a ruthless person.
In fact, Zhang Lin couldn't explain it either. Before the apocalypse, he was an ordinary person who had never even killed a chicken. But after the apocalypse, he killed people without blinking an eye, and he even felt a little excited.
Zhang Lin didn't know if he was a pervert, but he knew that the woman in front of him was very beautiful and could be considered as a potential target for the next mission.
An Qingwu is, after all, An Qingge's younger sister, and An Qingge is a person of principle. Zhang Lin wasn't very confident about winning An Qingwu's reward.
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