The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 506 Strong and Weak
The reason why the middle-aged man shot was to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum. In fact, he had no intention of hurting anyone at all. Now the young man in front of him is a golden baby in his eyes, so how could he be willing to do it.

The surrounding subordinates didn't know what happened just now, and why the leader was so angry.

But the middle-aged man knew very well in his heart that just now in front of this young man, he couldn't help showing his timidity. At that moment, he clearly felt that deep fear surged in his heart.

The fear was so clear that it made his back break out in a layer of cold sweat. That's why he became angry and used bullets to warn this restless young man to let him know the rules here.

According to the previous impressions of this group of people, after receiving this kind of intimidation, most people peed their pants on the spot, and some even fainted from the fright. Only a few people with excellent psychological quality can cope with it.

They wanted to see the young man's ugly face in panic, which was also a kind of joke for them after dinner.

But to their surprise and disappointment, the young man didn't show any frightened expression on his face, and his body didn't even move, as if he didn't pay attention to the other party's threat of shooting at all.

"I am, I am Lin Fan, I am Lin Fan, you remind me of some sad things, haha..."

Lin Fan stood there with a twisted face and laughed. He found some memories, but this kind of memories didn't make him feel excited. Instead, he felt a killing intent raging in his heart.

"Wow..." There was a chaotic sound, and all the iron chains that were tied to him fell off the ground. He was like a giant python that broke out of a cocoon. After twisting his body a few times, the shackles on his body were completely broken. get rid of.

Seeing this scene, the people around opened their mouths in surprise. They quickly raised their guns, pointed at Lin Fan, and yelled, "Don't move, don't move."

"Don't move, or we will shoot."

"Don't come here..."

The middle-aged man let out a growl, which was so loud in the noisy voice: "Don't shoot indiscriminately, without my order, whoever shoots, labor and management will collapse."

Now he was afraid that these subordinates could not help but shoot when they were nervous. If Lin Fan was killed, it would be too late for him to regret it.

After finally tying up a big fat sheep, their prosperity and wealth rested on Lin Fan. In the eyes of the middle-aged man, this meat ticket was the guarantee of their future life, more important than anything else.

Lin Fan completely ignored the people around him who were staring at him, and those black muzzles didn't make him feel any fear. He walked forward step by step, very slowly.

"Tell me, what else do you know, say it all, say it all."

Lin Fan's fair face was flushed red, his eyes were full of struggles, his tone was full of extreme depression, and in his body, there was a kind of extremely cruel violence that was slowly evaporating.

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Fan who was walking towards him step by step, and his face was a little flustered. He heard his subordinates talk about what happened last time, and he was a little dubious about Lin Fan's strength.

But at this time, he believed what the three subordinates said at the beginning, and the young man in front of him really couldn't be measured by ordinary humans.

Lin Fan's cold eyes were like a bloodthirsty and hungry beast, sizing up his fat and delicious prey. At this moment, the middle-aged man smelled the breath of death.

"Shoot, don't hit the body, don't hit the head, aim at his legs, hit me, aim at the legs, don't hit anywhere else."

The middle-aged man yelled, as if he couldn't bear the pressure coming straight at him, he waved his hand and let several of his subordinates move forward to surround him, while he retreated slowly.

The subordinate next to him moved the muzzle of the gun down, aimed at Lin Fan's legs, and pulled the trigger.

It was only two of them who shot, and they also aimed at Lin Fan's feet. These guys also knew how much a living Lin Fan would be to them.

However, when the bullet was fired, Lin Fan had already disappeared before their eyes.

He kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, and the ground was suddenly dusty, as if a gust of wind had blown, two deep footprints were stamped out under his feet, and the sand on the ground was scattered everywhere.

Before the people around could react, Lin Fan kept moving through the crowd like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. Every time he shook, one person would fall to the ground.

The positions of these people were too concentrated, and when Lin Fan broke into them, the group of people suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do.

And Lin Fan's speed also exceeded their imagination, as if there was a gust of wind blowing around, then he felt a numbness in his neck, a dizziness in his head, and he lost consciousness.

In a blink of an eye, this group of guys all fainted on the ground. They didn't have time to disperse, and they didn't see clearly what happened until they fainted.

In front of Lin Fan, these people were like weak chickens, without the ability to resist at all, and they couldn't even find a chance to escape.

The expression of the middle-aged man changed drastically. He thought it was a fat sheep at first, but only now did he see clearly what kind of fat sheep it is.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he reached out and grabbed a submachine gun from the side, and took two magazines with him, then rushed forward without looking at it, his body rolled twice on the ground, and rolled behind a broken wall .

This person's movements are clean and coherent, obviously he has received special training before, like standard movements on the battlefield.

The middle-aged man did not run away. He knew very well that according to the speed of the opponent, even if he wanted to escape, it would probably be impossible.

So there is only one choice now, and that is to fight to the death, use the bunker to block the opponent's attack, and take the opportunity to find the best time to shoot.

He was not as flustered as his subordinates, but in a very short time, he made the choice he thought was best, hiding himself, and looking for an opportunity to defeat the enemy.

But it is a pity that all he did was in vain in front of Lin Fan, and this tactic could not make up for the strength gap between the two sides.

In his eyes, the remnant wall that can be used as a bunker is hardly an obstacle to Lin Fan.

The middle-aged man hid behind a broken wall, listened attentively to the movement around him, gripped his submachine gun tightly, and wanted to launch a surprise attack.

At this time, the remnant wall behind him collapsed, burying him under it. Lin Fan was like a steel chariot that destroyed everything, rushing to push down that section of the remnant wall.

The simplest method is often the most effective method. Amid the dust, Lin Fan slowly walked out of the ruins, holding the middle-aged man with one hand.

(End of this chapter)