"Boss, Vivian has already evacuated, and there is no news about Helian Lingyun." Cao Ganjing's voice suddenly came from the earphone, and Zhao Yulin listened expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened.

"Come on, let's finish it in one move, I have no patience anymore."

Seeing Zhao Yulin's miserable appearance, An Yuan thought that Zhao Yulin was actually stalling for time, waiting for the people in the warehouse or outside to come to rescue, so he lost interest in playing cat teasing mice.

Although An Yuan belongs to the R organization, he has always been very self-centered. An Yuan worships powerful opponents. If the opponent is as respectable as he is, he will still have some patience to slowly waste time with the enemy and slowly torture him. But Zhao Yulin was simply an old fox, luring him out of the cave and letting others find the warehouse's troubles. An Yuan always felt uncomfortable with a breath of anger in his heart, and gradually felt that he had overestimated this guy.

"Okay, that's exactly what I wanted to say." Zhao Yulin's nonchalant tone made An Yuan even more angry.

The most taboo thing in a duel between masters is impatience. Now An Yuan has lost his initial calm mentality, and his ugly face was seen by Zhao Yulin again. After two consecutive humiliations, his breath has long been no longer stable. He only thought about how to kill Zhao Yulin, and it would be best if he knelt down and begged for mercy before dying.

The arm that was initially injured by Zhao Yulin was now more seriously injured, otherwise he would not have kept throwing the weapon in his hand when facing Zhao Yulin's attack.

Seeing that the things under his black robe were almost used up, An Yuan lost his patience, shook his arms that were numb from pain, and stretched out his two hands into claws again.

Zhao Yulin felt the suffocation in the air and knew that this time An Yuan was going to deliver a fatal blow. Not daring to underestimate him, he immediately mobilized his back muscles and prepared for Lei Yulin's thundering blow.

Zhao Yulin stood with his feet one in front and one behind. This time he did not clench his fists, but his wrists were loose and casually downwards, and his fingers were casually pinched. In addition, his legs were injured and he could only touch the ground with his toes. His slightly bent knees looked like he had used a mantis fist.

An Yuan smiled when he saw Zhao Yulin's look. Although the legendary "Tian Lu" was very powerful, An Yuan felt that he was already a strong bow and arrow like himself. It all depended on who would stand and who would fall after the final blow.

"Do you have any last words?" An Yuan stared at Zhao Yulin's thin body. To be honest, he already admired the toughness of this boy's body. It was hard to believe that he could still stand after being hit so many times by him.

"You'd better think about your own will." Zhao Yulin still refuted An Yuan in such a rude way. An Yuan really didn't want to see him for a quarter of an hour. Finally, he gritted his teeth and quickly rushed forward. Not far from Zhao Yulin, he lightly tapped his toes and jumped straight into the air. Like a falling comet, he smashed down fiercely.

Zhao Yulin's Thunder Wrath, which had been used up a lot of his energy, was in a standoff with An Yuan. Zhao Yulin suddenly felt that the Thunder Wrath's Thunder Blow seemed unable to defeat the ugly monster in front of him. He didn't know where the idea came from. Zhao Yulin suddenly changed his mind in an instant and used the method in the Evil Dragon Evil Voucher.

When An Yuan jumped into the air, Zhao Yulin suddenly radiated an extremely subtle aura, and it felt as if there was a white light visible on Zhao Yulin's body.

"Huh?" An Yuan was too late to notice Zhao Yulin's weirdness, and it was too late to stop. His left claw was only ten centimeters away from Zhao Yulin's face, and it seemed that as long as he stretched out his fingers, the sharp fingertips would pierce Zhao Yulin's head.

Zhao Yulin still did not dodge, staring blankly at An Yuan's claws, looking as if he couldn't move and couldn't escape.

An Yuan was proud of himself, and he had long seen that he couldn't do anything, so he was really worrying for nothing.

It happened so fast that just when An Yuan's fingertips were about to touch Zhao Yulin's skin, Zhao Yulin disappeared from the spot.

An Yuan stared with his eyes wide open, looking down in disbelief. It was indeed that Tianluo was gone!

"How... how is this possible?" An Yuan could have stopped falling, but because of Zhao Yulin's sudden disappearance, he was distracted for a moment and accidentally missed the best time to land. When An Yuan came to his senses, he had to change his claws into palms, thinking of patting the ground to avoid close contact with the ground, and then turned over with the strength of his arms.

But just when An Yuan's left palm touched the ground, he suddenly felt a sharp and piercing breeze coming from the air behind him. The gust of wind was so strong that before An Yuan could look back, he was hit by the strong wind and fell to the ground, hitting the muddy ground.

It was obvious that the one who hit An Yuan was the most famous mercenary king in the world, "Tian Lu".

At the moment when he used the evil dragon voucher, Zhao Yulin's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a bloodshot line jumped slightly in his bright eyes, which seemed to make the night sky glow with blood.

A layer of dust splashed on the ground. An Yuan's head was hit hard by Zhao Yulin. At this moment, he completely fainted and lost all his resistance.

Zhao Yulin clenched his fists and glared at the bald man who was stepped into the ground by him. Veins bulged on his clenched fists. Uncontrollable bloodthirstiness instantly crawled all over his body. All he could see was the moment when Luoyang died.

"You all~deserve~to~die!" Zhao Yulin raised his fists and smashed them hard on An Yuan. He remembered that he had vowed to see what was under the black robe of this ugly freak, so he tore his clothes vigorously, just like an impatient man seeing a beautiful woman. It was a bit unbearable to watch.

The black robe was torn to pieces by Zhao Yulin, but the skinny body under the black robe made Zhao Yulin regain a little bit of rationality.

Oh my god! The one who just fought with me couldn't be a skeleton, right? This man's body is catching up with those malnourished children in Africa.

There's nothing special about An Yuan's body. The only weird thing is the black robe. The black robe should be like an inflatable air bag, with many pockets of different sizes inside, hiding many simple and light weapons.

Zhao Yulin, who regained consciousness, shook his head and stopped using the evil dragon's evil voucher. He suddenly had no strength to support himself, and immediately felt dizzy, and the world seemed to spin.

Crouching on the ground for a few seconds to slow down, Zhao Yulin opened his eyeballs that were covered with bloodshot, and rushed to An Yuan to see if he was still alive.

Fortunately, there was still a breath. Zhao Yulin breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed one of An Yuan's legs from the ground, and limped towards the road outside the pier.

"Hurry up and send someone to pick me up. My old leg is lame." Zhao Yulin walked while talking to Cao Ganjing on the walkie-talkie. Cao Ganjing cursed and told Zhao Yulin that he needed to wait for a few minutes.

Haolian Lingyun hid under the waterproof cloth to avoid the search of the members of the R organization. The man in sunglasses and two other men walked past him and found the gunpowder in the corner of the warehouse.

"What is this?" The man in sunglasses squatted down, dipped his hand in some gunpowder, put it under his nose and smelled it, and was shocked.

"Quick! Search each warehouse carefully for me. This man wants to blow up the warehouse! Find him for me!"

The three men in sunglasses ran around in the warehouses to look for Haolian Lingyun. When Haolian Lingyun saw that no one was in the last warehouse, he quickly got out from under the waterproof cloth and ran towards the back door of the warehouse.

"Tick, tick, tick..." A burst of machine gun fire sounded, and Haolian Lingyun's whereabouts were exposed. The guard hiding in the last warehouse found a suspicious stranger running in through the door, and immediately started to fire without mercy.

At the same time as the machine gun fire sounded on the opposite side, Haolian Lingyun heard the sound of a bolt being pulled above his head, and immediately shouted in his heart: "Not good!" He quickly rolled on the ground and returned to the warehouse just now.

"How cruel!" Haolian Lingyun hid behind the wall of the warehouse door, knowing that the gunshots would soon attract all the members of the R organization, and he was extremely anxious.

Two people were ambushed in each warehouse. The positions of these two people were just right to grasp the overall situation of the entire warehouse, and the range of the ballistic trajectory could also overlap, not allowing any moving creature to pass by.

Damn it!

Haolian Lingyun did not have the graceful steps of "Tianran". It was simply a dream to run to the back door in the hail of bullets.

Haolian Lingyun quickly conceived the structural diagram of the warehouse in his mind, calculating the range of the ballistic trajectory and possible blind spots.

According to his calculations, as long as he passed the most crowded area at the door, there would be a blind spot in the middle where he could hide and where bullets could not hit him. Moreover, one of the men was within his shooting range. Haolian Lingyun could throw a dagger and shoot one of them at the same time. The remaining gunman would have an area that he could not shoot at, and he could quickly escape to the back door.

As long as he got close to the back door, the two guards could not hit him. As long as Haolian Lingyun's flying knife or bullet could hit one of the gangsters, he would win.

Haolian Lingyun quickly calculated the escape route in his mind, then went up to the guard he had just killed to find a chair, and slipped behind the wall of the warehouse connection again.

Hearing the shouting and running sounds coming closer, Haolian Lingyun took a deep breath and threw the chair in his hand. The stopped gunshots rang again, and the chair rolled all the way to the back door of the warehouse.

Haolian Lingyun took advantage of the precise time difference of the machine gun turning around and ran towards his first landing point. Just as he hid, a flying knife shot at a guard above his head.

A painful groan sounded, as if the guard did not expect this person to shoot while dodging bullets, so he was not prepared at all and was hit directly by the flying knife.

Haolian Lingyun probably judged that his flying knife could not kill the enemy with one blow, and when he heard the gunshots from hiding and there was only one gunshot left, he took out the pistol he had taken from the enemy and fired another shot at the guard above his head