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Chapter 131 Longquan Sword
"Ding! Received the Longquan sword from Zhu Houzhao, and it has been stored in the warehouse!"

Longquan Sword!

What is really missing!
This Emperor Zhu, good man! ! !

Yang Lin really wanted to give the emperor a big compliment.

but now……

Holding the phone, Yang Lin said calmly, "Well... first ask, what does your boss want me for?"

The big man in black said coldly: "Boy, our boss is looking for you, so you just go with us, there is so much nonsense."

"What if I don't go?" Yang Lin narrowed his eyes.

"No..." The big man in black sneered, shaking the pistol in his hand, "Do you not believe that I will shoot? To tell you the truth, before this trip, the boss said that he wants to live , but if you run, you can die!"

"Oh."

Yang Lin nodded, and raised the hand holding the mobile phone high, as if surrendering.

"If that's the case, there's nothing I can do."

As Yang Lin said, his thumb was on the "take out" button under the Longquan sword.

In an instant, he felt that his hand sank, and there was already a black sword in his hand!
At the same time, WeChat has another message.

But how could Yang Lin care about these things now, with his hands up and his sword down!
A sword was slashed at the hand of the big man in black holding the gun!
But at this time, the big man in black hadn't reacted yet, let alone how a sword suddenly appeared in the opponent's hand!

The Longquan sword is extremely sharp.

Coupled with Piao Miao's swordsmanship, he is elusive.

At this moment, the combination of the two is like a tiger with wings added.

At this moment, when the sword fell, blood sprang up from the wrist of the big man in black, and the pistol and the hand holding the gun fell to the ground.

"what!!!"

The screams of the big man in black followed.

At this time, everyone reacted.

Another big man in black also hurried to get a gun.

But Yang Lin had already drawn his sword, how could he be given a chance?
While the sword flowers were flying, the hand of the big man in black flew out screaming before touching the gun.

The rest of the black-clothed men were immediately taken aback. Even though they were well-trained, they had never experienced such an unimaginable experience.

Why does this kid have a sword?

And how could it be possible to cut off the hands of their two bosses in the blink of an eye?

Everybody pulls guys out of their backs, and they don't have guns anymore, just butterfly knives, machetes, steel pipes, swinging sticks, things like that.

And these things, under Yang Lin's Longquan sword, were like paper, and broke into two as soon as they touched it.

The Longquan sword and Piao Miao's swordsmanship were a match made in heaven. Yang Lin was among the eight of them.

In just a moment, the eight big men all fell to the ground, losing their combat effectiveness.

Yang Lin didn't kill anyone, even except for the two big men in black with guns, he never cut off the hands of these guys, he just picked off their tendons and hamstrings, making them howl in pain and unable to move.

"call--!"

Even so, Yang Lin let out a long breath.

Although it wasn't a killing, it was the first time he had shot so hard.

And he knew that it wasn't enough...

Looking at the eight men in black who fell to the ground and howled, Yang Lin didn't have any sympathy.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!
If he didn't have this means and happened to get the Longquan sword, he might be the one who fell on the ground.

Yang Lin took out his mobile phone and dialed Aolong's number...

(End of this chapter)