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Chapter 324: Seeing blood in person

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    "Ha, you're surprised, aren't you? You must have thought that I was looking for something like these idiots below. In fact, you are here because I deliberately gave up the cargo elevator.

    I pretended to be confused by the footsteps and ran in the other direction.  But it actually came up from another freight elevator, and I came here specifically to wait for you.  Because I know you will be coming up from this cargo elevator, I plan to give you a little surprise.  Unexpectedly, you were very alert and discovered the little trap I set in advance.  "The auctioneer shrugged and said, "It's a pity that I didn't see the expected explosion flames.  "

    Lin Rui smiled slightly and said, "I really admire you. You really have a way to be clever."

    "Behind little cleverness is often great wisdom. But you, I'm a little surprised. Who are you, from Raytheon Company?" The auctioneer frowned, "It doesn't seem like it, so are you a mercenary hired by them?"

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

    "No problem, maybe you can call me Conan Christopher O'Brien." The auctioneer laughed proudly.

    Lin Rui was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "That talk show host? I have to say, your small eyes and glib tone really look like a talk show host. However, at best, you can only be regarded as a clown character.  , compared to the Red Baron, you are far behind."

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

    "Let me tell you one more thing, putting a gun to someone's head is actually a very bad habit." Lin Rui said slowly.

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

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

    Conan's gun fired instantly, but it was still a step too late, although the sound of the gun almost burst Lin Rui's eardrums.  But the shot missed. Lin Rui suddenly raised his leg and kicked back with great force. This is called the tiger tail kick in Chinese martial arts, and it specifically attacks the chest and abdomen of the target behind him.  Because it is a back kick, it can generate force quickly and is very powerful.

    Conan was kicked to the chest and abdomen on the spot, and the powerful force almost immediately knocked him backwards.  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Rui took a step forward, half-turned around and kicked the gun away from Conan's hand.

    Conan took off his pistol, covering his chest and abdomen, and his face turned pale.  Lin Rui's kick hit him so hard that his lungs were hit hard and he was almost short of breath.  He gritted his teeth and rolled over to pick up the gun on the ground.  But Conan was still a step too slow. Sensing his intention, Lin Rui stepped forward and kicked the gun away from the ground.

    Conan jumped back in embarrassment, reluctantly pulled out a sharp tactical knife from his waist, and stared at Lin Rui fiercely.

    Lin Rui also looked at him and said coldly, "The human skull has a curvature, and the muzzle of the gun can slide smoothly with a little force. This process even takes less than a second. If you master the appropriate time and method, it is completely possible.  It¡¯s faster than your reaction speed when shooting. So next time you point a gun at someone, it¡¯s best to keep the distance between the gun and the other person about one meter. Instead of pointing the gun directly at someone else¡¯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 Kung Fu."

    Lin Rui still stood there, not moving.  In fact, after the strenuous exercise just now, he suddenly felt that the gunshot wound on his left arm began to hurt. After all, he was a human being and was not made of iron.

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

    Lin Rui also pulled out his black military dagger and faced Conan together.

    Neither of them dared to move first for fear of exposing their flaws.  In just a moment, Conan saw the dagger in Lin Rui's hand and sneered, "The paratrooper knife of the Special Air Service Regiment? However, you don't look like a British guy to me."

    "This is a relic of a comrade. I think he would be very 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 an ordinary thing. The knife in my hand is different. Modern technology has made weapons more diverse, and some originally simple cold weapons can become extremely powerful after careful design.

    This is what a saber designed by wasp looks like.?Huge power.  Did you see it? There is a highly compressed air tank inside the knife handle. There is a button on the knife handle. After pressing it, the ultra-high-pressure air flow will instantly spray out along the thin pipe in the knife body.  After this kind of knife is inserted into the body of a person or animal, the high-pressure air can instantly stretch the wound to the size of a basketball.  You'd better pray you don't get stabbed by me once, because just one could be fatal.  "

    "Your knife is the same as your person, you are a sinister villain." Lin sneered.

    Conan smiled ferociously, and a low hiss like a rattlesnake suddenly came from his throat.  At this moment, his men rushed towards Lin Rui, and the sword flashed and stabbed Lin Rui's throat.  His shots are always quick, accurate and deadly!

    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.

    But Conan seemed not to have seen his movements at all, and still rushed towards him with both men and swords.  As long as he can stab the opponent's body with the knife in his hand, that is his only purpose.  Even if he was hit with a knife, Lin Rui could be killed instantly.

    Being cold and vicious, even risking his life, this is the truly scariest thing about Conan, even far scarier than the knife in his hand.

    Lin Rui had no choice but to step back, but suddenly, he turned around and kicked his right leg out, hitting the opponent's wrist.  But at the same moment, he turned around and stabbed, 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 drawn out, and he stabbed Lin Rui's ribs with all his strength.  Although this blow was vicious, it was like selling his whole body to Lin Rui.

    Even if his knife could stab Lin Rui's ribs, he would inevitably be stabbed in the lower abdomen.  Except for him, no one would use this life-threatening style of play, and no one would use it.  Because even if both of them were stabbed at the same time, the high-pressure gas cylinder dagger in Conan's hand would explode Lin Rui's chest in an instant.  Just one stab is enough to kill.

    But Lin Rui's body suddenly flashed and passed by the knife. His arm suddenly sank and clamped Conan's right arm holding the knife.  Then he turned around suddenly without any warning.  "Ka" Conan's right arm joint was almost twisted and dislocated.  The sound of joints falling off is heartbreaking.

    Cold sweat rolled down Conan's face like soybeans. Lin Rui's striking hand immediately pushed his elbow forward. Conan's man was immediately hit and flew out. He fell heavily three or four meters away, with a pale pointed face.  It's full of blood.  But he was still struggling, trying to pounce again.

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