Yan Lingmu is a very paranoid person, cruel-hearted, and born in Yan's family. Such a big family is his advantage.

Can be mixed with the gray road, this kind of dark place, family background, at best can only be regarded as a protective umbrella, far from being a very powerful shield, a barrel can be broken.

Since the age of twenty-five, he has been squatting and rolling in the gray realm, fighting and fighting, and now at the age of 40, entering middle age, the monstrous evil spirit of the whole body has long been restrained and will not be revealed.

What appeared on the surface was only his elegance, and the softness he had cultivated over the years by reading books and practicing calligraphy.

However, people seem to have forgotten that this man used to be a ruthless man who dared to go to the Jinling No. 1 lord Wei Duangong with a knife by himself.

"Ningjin, I heard you say that that young man is very strong, and that man with a face like Shura is also very good, isn't it?"

After obtaining the address of Lin Xiao, Yan Lingmu took a large group of people with a mighty crowd, got on the elevator, in the elevator, and asked Zhou Quejin beside him.

Zhou Quejin nodded, and recalled, still a little vacillated.

Because of Lin Xiao's almost magical wrists and Xu Hao's powerful skills, he almost became the soul of others. Whenever he thought of this, he was a little instinctively afraid.

He replied: "That's the case, especially the one named Lin Xiao, who should have practiced Neijiaquan, and he has internal energy."

"And the subordinates around him, he is a very weird man. He is superbly playing with a dagger. He is very similar to the old **** next to the Old Lafayette in Beijiang."

Yan Lingmu's eyes condensed slightly, without replying, but lost in thought, took out a dagger from his waist, hung it up, and said gloomily: "In this era, it is useless to use force. No matter how powerful you are, What can I do, can I still get the gun in my hand?"

"Dare to hurt my Ling'er, and even so domineeringly telling me to come to the door to apologize personally, or to destroy my Yanjiao, I want to see who gave him the courage!"

There are three people in the elevator.

One is his words, Zhou Quejin, and of course the poor fat manager who was forcibly brought by them.

Everyone else took another elevator up.

When Cheng Huang saw Yan Lingmu pulled out his gun, he was so frightened that he couldn't stand still.

This is an act of murder and arson in his turf.

Soon, the elevator came to the top floor, and Yan Lingmu didn't get out in a hurry, but stared at Cheng Huang with indifference, "Which building is it, get the key card."

The tone was majestic, and there was still that unquestionable.

Cheng Huang was too scared for a long time, and tremblingly took out the door card from his body, and said in horror: "I'm at gate five."

After taking the key, Yan Lingmu walked out, and Zhou Quejin also went out with him.

Cheng Huang immediately let out a sigh of relief, limp on the ground, with a cold sweat on his head, glad that he had escaped.

boom!

But, the next moment, Zhou Quejin turned his back, holding the Type 95 hand with a silencer, and a shot bounced his head, straight away.

This is the arena of these people.

Murder and set fire, do nothing without leaking, and don't give anyone a handle.

This is his style of speech and purpose.

In addition, the subordinates who had taken the three elevators opened the door at the right time. They had arrived and walked out and followed them.

Just when Yan Lingmu and Zhou Quejin were walking up the corridor, they came out again.

A woman appeared, wearing a red cheongsam, with the "Phoenix Teng Nine Heavens" pattern on her body, which was very exquisite. A pair of embroidered shoes wrapped her crystal clear feet.

The woman's face is very beautiful, with a charming face, her hair is slightly curled up, and it is inserted with a jade hair, which adds a few charms.

No matter where this kind of woman walks, it is an exceptionally beautiful landscape, enough to attract the attention of countless men.

Similarly, it also attracted the attention of Yan Lingmu and Zhou Quejin.

With a faint smile on the woman’s face, when she passed by, she raised her eyebrows at Yan Lingmu, which made him, who rarely steal fishy outside, give birth to a very strange idea. It seems that he would come to the scene with such a woman. Huan, it seems not bad too.

Soon, he was teased by his own thought, shook his head, his face sank again, and walked forward.

However, behind him, the woman walked with flowers and flowers. I don't know when a very thin blade appeared in her hand. It was snow-white and sharp, exuding cold light.

She moved suddenly when she was approaching the subordinates of about twenty people. She moved quickly and gracefully, as if she was dancing an elegant dance.

However, this dance music is full of blood and life.

The small and exquisite blade, like the sickle of the **** of death, appeared flexibly in a woman's hand, and if it was swiped, it would take away a person's life, and even no sound could be heard.

The woman's small and plump body walked past them, covering a person's neck with one hand, and the seemingly less lethal blade cut a bloodstain from thin to thick on the opponent's neck, instantly dying.

After that, point to the ground, like a waltz, jump to another person, and use the same technique to continue the implementation once.

The speed is amazing.

Over twenty people, but within a few tens of seconds, nearly half of them had died without making a sound.

"Yeah!"

Finally, when he was the last person, the poor man who had been trembling with fright, finally reacted and shouted.

The woman didn't kill him this time, but her very slender and beautiful hands, holding the white blade against the man's neck.

The face that fascinated sentient beings looked to the front and heard the movement, turned his head, and looked at the dumbfounded two people.

Yan Lingmu never expected that a woman who was beautiful enough to be described as a stunner would kill all of his subordinates in an instant, without dying, in the time that she passed him by. If it weren't for the last "Yan Ye", I'm afraid I wouldn't have noticed it until now.

However, to be able to mix to this point, the qi training is good, and he did not lose his measure. In an instant, he took out the pistol from his waist, and was waiting for the woman.

Zhou Quejin did the same, with a slightly sulky face with a strong anxiety and vigilance.

"who are you?"

Yan Lingmu asked in a deep voice.

Suddenly, he felt that when he came here today, he felt that everything was calculated.

This

Suddenly, he woke up, and without waiting for the woman to reply, he exclaimed, "You are from Lin Xiao!"

"bingo."

The woman is not someone else, but the Swift who accompanied Lin Xiao to Jinling.

Swift smiled slightly, showing an upside-down smile, pointed out an open door next to them, and smiled: "Don't froze, our Lin Shuai has been waiting in it for a long time."

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