landbeastnovel Chapter 237 Exchange! The First-Generation Grandmaster Arrives, Making the Foreigners Question Their
Chapter 237 Exchange! The First-Generation Grandmaster Arrives, Making the Foreigners Question Their
【Ding--】
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The system's cold, mechanical voice had just fallen into my mind.
Lin Zhou felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his bones made a series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds.
That feeling was extremely mysterious.
Countless terrifying pieces of knowledge about killing, fighting, gun disassembly, and ballistic prediction were etched into his DNA in a mere 0.01 seconds, like a raging torrent!
He doesn't need to think.
Killing had become an instinct in his body at this moment.
"Kill him!"
The poisonous wolf stood outside the encirclement, howling madly.
The bald mercenary closest to Lin Zhou had a face full of scars and a cruel look in his eyes.
Instead of firing immediately, he carelessly pulled out a tactical dagger with a blood groove and pounced on Lin Zhou like a hungry wolf!
In his eyes, this young Chinese man with gold-rimmed glasses and delicate skin was nothing more than a terrified lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Just one cut.
He could completely sever this yellow-skinned monkey's throat!
"Go to hell!"
This seemingly casual dodge was so precise that it caused the bald man's sure-fire strike to miss completely!
"What?!"
The bald, burly man's pupils contracted sharply before he could even react.
Lin Zhou's right hand shot out like lightning!
He formed his fingers into claws and gripped the bald man's wrist, which was holding the knife, with extreme precision.
There was not the slightest bit of hesitation or ambiguity.
A master-level ultimate grappling technique erupts instantly!
Lin Zhou suddenly flipped his wrist, using the opponent's force against them, and twisted it hard along the opposite blind spot of the opponent's joint!
"Snap!"
A crisp, melodious sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out on the empty dock.
The bald, burly man's thick arm was bent into an extremely terrifying right angle!
The stark white bone fragments pierced through the skin and were exposed to the air!
"ah--!!!"
A bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, pierced the night sky.
Lin Zhou remained expressionless, his eyes as cold as ice.
With an incredibly smooth flick of his left hand, he caught the falling dagger in mid-air and also snatched the HK416 assault rifle hanging from the bald man's chest.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhou raised his tactical boot and kicked the bald man hard in the knee.
"Bang!"
The burly man's massive body collapsed to his knees like a tattered sack, completely incapacitated.
The four remaining mercenary men who had been waiting to watch the show were completely dumbfounded.
Having spent so many years navigating this underground world, what kind of ruthless characters haven't they seen?
But they had never heard of such a terrifying method that could cripple a strong man weighing over 200 pounds into a pulp with just one move!
"Fuck! Fire! Fire now!"
Someone suddenly screamed in terror.
The remaining four mercenaries finally snapped out of their daze, frantically raising their rifles and preparing to pull the trigger.
But it was too late.
How could Lin Zhou, who possesses [God-level Firearms Proficiency], possibly give them a chance to fire?
With an assault rifle in hand, Lin Zhou's aura instantly surged to an extremely terrifying peak!
He doesn't need to aim in a straight line like an ordinary soldier.
With a gun in hand, it's as easy as using an arm!
"Da! Da! Da! Da!"
The four-shot bursts are extremely rhythmic.
Lin Zhou moved like a ghost, weaving through the shadows of the shipping containers while casually pulling the trigger.
Each gunshot was accompanied by a dazzling burst of blood blooming in the night sky.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
The four mercenaries didn't even touch the hem of Lin Zhou's clothes before they all fell backward into a pool of blood.
In the very center of each person's forehead, there is an extremely precise, flawless blood hole!
One shot to the head!
Every shot hits its mark!
Dead silence.
A deathly silence.
The once arrogant and domineering encirclement was completely torn to shreds in just a few seconds by Lin Zhou alone with a gun, in an extremely brutal and one-sided massacre.
The blood of the poisonous wolf not far away seemed to freeze at that moment.
His pale blue right eye was filled with extreme horror, as if he had seen a ghost.
His hand holding the shotgun was trembling violently and uncontrollably.
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"
Poison Wolf shook his head frantically, like a mentally broken madman.
"Who the hell are you?! You're definitely not that rich young master from China who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun!"
"This level of tactical awareness and marksmanship... are you also an ace of the K organization?!"
Poison Wolf's worldview has completely collapsed.
He simply couldn't reconcile the image of this killing machine before him with the useless man in the intelligence reports who lived off his father-in-law and even went on to sing in the entertainment industry.
This guy is nowhere near being a rich kid.
This is practically a top-tier executioner who crawled out of hell!
"Click".
The assault rifle in Lin Zhou's hand made a crisp click as it went into service.
We're out of bullets.
He casually tossed the rifle to the ground, making a dull metallic clang.
Lin Zhou turned his head and looked at the desperate Poison Wolf through his thin gold-rimmed glasses with a half-smile.
"Out of bullets."
"It seems even God wants me to crush you with my own hands."
Lin Zhou loosened his tie and took off his suit jacket, tossing it aside casually.
He slowly rolled up the sleeves of his pure white shirt, revealing his strong and powerful forearms.
Step by step, they approached the poisonous wolf.
Seeing Lin Zhou walk over empty-handed, the fear in Poison Wolf's eyes instantly transformed into the ferocity of a wild beast driven to the brink of despair.
He suddenly slammed the jammed shotgun in his hand at Lin Zhou.
"Want to kill me? When I was fighting crocodiles in the Amazon rainforest, you were still suckling!"
The poisonous wolf let out a non-human howl.
He pulled an extremely sharp serrated military dagger from his waist with a backhand motion.
Relying on its enormous advantage of height and strength, it launched an extremely fierce charge at Lin Zhou like a mad bear!
"Die, you yellow-skinned monkey!"
The military dagger drew a deadly flash in mid-air, heading straight for Lin Zhou's heart!
This is a deadly strike that he honed through countless life-or-death battles.
Simple, brutal, and leaving no room for compromise.
Poison Wolf believed that once he got close, no matter how good the young master of China was at marksmanship, he would definitely not be able to withstand his extremely powerful thrust.
However, he is destined to go to hell today with this foolish mistake.
Faced with the overwhelming attack from the poisonous wolf.
Lin Zhou's eyes showed not the slightest fluctuation.
In the eyes of a master-level fighter, Poison Wolf's movements were so slow they looked like a slideshow, and his entire body was riddled with fatal openings.
"Too slow."
Lin Zhou coldly uttered three words.
He leaned back in an extremely strange manner, bending backward in a way that no ordinary person could possibly do, and narrowly avoided the deadly glint of light.
Just as the old Poison Wolf technique was exhausted and new power had not yet emerged!
Lin Zhou suddenly sat up straight.
His right leg, like a steel whip that suddenly erupted, lashed out with an extremely terrifying whistling sound, striking the side of Poison Wolf's knee!
"Bang!"
This extremely tricky kick shattered Poison Wolf's meniscus.
"Ugh!"
Poison Wolf let out a muffled groan, and his burly body involuntarily staggered forward.
Lin Zhou gave him absolutely no chance to catch his breath.
Every move was ruthless, every step relentlessly pressing forward.
He closed in and delivered a powerful Bajiquan Iron Mountain Lean, slamming it directly into Poison Wolf's chest!
"Snap, snap—!"
The chilling sound of bones cracking rang out in rapid succession.
Poison Wolf felt as if his chest had been hit head-on by a speeding heavy truck.
His prized, muscular physique proved to be more fragile than paper in the face of such a powerful and intense short-range strike.
"puff--!"
The venomous wolf suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of its internal organs.
He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, his feet leaving the ground.
"Boom!"
Poison Wolf's body slammed heavily onto the rusty shipping container behind him, creating a huge, human-shaped dent in the thick sheet metal!
He slid to the ground like a lump of mud.
The serrated military dagger in his hand had long since flown away and was nowhere to be found.
He struggled desperately to get up, but the broken ribs pierced his lungs, making even breathing an extremely painful ordeal.
One-sided crushing defeat!
This was a decisive, albeit dimensional, attack!
Only at this moment did Poison Wolf finally understand what kind of terrifying monster he had provoked.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The sound of extremely steady leather footsteps echoed on the quiet dock.
Lin Zhou walked up to the Poison Wolf.
He raised his foot, and the sole of his foot, clad in an expensive custom-made leather shoe, ruthlessly stomped on the wolf's sunken chest.
"Cough cough cough..."
The wolf was trampled and coughed up blood again. In its only remaining pale blue right eye, a bottomless fear finally appeared.
Lin Zhou looked down at him from his elevated position.
He casually toyed with the tactical dagger he had just seized from the bald, burly man between his slender fingers.
The sharp blade reflected an extremely dazzling, cold light under the cold beam of the searchlight.
Lin Zhou slowly squatted down.
With a flick of the wrist.
The icy, sharp blade pressed precisely against the black leather eyepatch covering the wolf's left eye.
If he just pushes down another half inch.
The blade would then pierce the drug dealer's skull completely.
"Game over, One-Eyed Dragon."
Lin Zhou's voice was like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell, devoid of any emotion or warmth.
"Now, let's settle old scores from seven years ago."
Lin Zhou exerted a little force, and the tip of the knife pierced the leather of the blindfold, a trickle of blood sliding down the Poison Wolf's cheek.
"explain."
"Who sent you back then?"
Who exactly is the leader of the K organization?