Chapter 1133 Du Lin, died!
Dulin sat in the utility room thinking about things. When he learned that Henry was assassinated, Mr. Jack called and told him on the phone to be careful in the near future that someone would attack him.
Whether it is this world or the world in Dulin's dream, there are some similarities.
For example, the three oldest professions are selling cheap happiness, taking away other people's lives for some purpose, and people who play with money.
According to Mr. Jack, someone spent a lot of money to assassinate him this time, and this non-existent killer is one of the best-in-class killers in the world today.
All those who have seen him have been destroyed by him, and those who have not been killed by him have not seen what he looks like. In short, he is an assassin living in the legend.
Dulin just smiled at this. There are many legendary stories in this world. Behind each legendary story, there are deeper reasons. No matter what it is for, these stories are for these purposes.
Including his own legendary story, it is not entirely for his own purposes. There are also things that others need, so "Durin" can become one of the legends of the Chinese Empire in the new era.
In this impetuous society, everyone faces huge and complex conflicts, conflicts between social classes, conflicts at the consciousness level, and differences in some trivial matters in life, which are at a loss.
Some people may be able to move forward in confusion until they find the path they are going to take, while others sink into the fog.
In such a special period when development and change exist at the same time, whether it is a lower-class society or a high-rise building, there is a signpost, a sign that can make people suppose their spirit and find the motivation to work hard.
Du Lin is this Taoist symbol. His birth conforms to the principles and necessities of social development. Looking at the history of the entire world, whenever society enters a new stage, some sons of destiny will emerge.
They are always able to succeed, become role models for millions of people, and let countless people find what they need from their stories.
Maybe it’s touching, maybe it’s direction, and it’s also the motivation to persevere and continue to work hard. There are many of them, but these things can be found in them.
The role model more than thirty years ago was Magus. The empire was defeated, the people's morale was low, social development was stagnant, class contradictions became increasingly fierce, the entire empire was full of confusion about the future and did not know how to revitalize it.
At this critical moment, he split the decadent feudal rule and created a brand new empire. He guided everyone in this country to the most correct direction, and found light for them, like a beacon.
More than thirty years later, the development of society is getting faster and faster, and more impetuous auras have emerged in society. Dulin's timely appearance meets the overall needs of the country and society. At this stage, nothing is more in line with the needs of social values than the weaver of the imperial dream.
Half is Du Lin's own efforts, and half is that there is such a person in this world, so he succeeds.
So he believed more that the so-called legendary assassin may just be an ordinary legend.
However, this also meets Dulin's needs. Mr. Jack revealed a news in a simple chat that the legendary assassin did not come from the Earth God Cult, but someone spent a lot of money to invite him out.
This means that perhaps some people attempt to take advantage of the "revenge incident" of the Tushen Cult and use the name of the Tushen Cult to eliminate themselves.
An enemy standing in the light is not terrible. Even if he is several times or dozens of times stronger than himself, Dulin will not be afraid of such an enemy. He has defeated such a powerful enemy more than once in his life.
But the enemy who is hiding in the darkness, waiting for opportunities like a poisonous snake, will be very dangerous even if this enemy is not powerful.
Dulin doesn't like passive negative resistance again and again, and he also hopes that through this matter, he can know who wants to kill him.
Some routines have been used so badly, but the more they are, the more they prove the practicality of these routines, and he wants to lure the snake out of the hole.
Outside the window, there was a sound of almost untiety branches breaking, and soon after, a shadow appeared outside the window.
The man was almost completely covered by the shadows, but his eyes reflected a faint gloss in the darkness.
He looked at Du Lin, and Du Lin also looked at him. The two looked at each other through the window for almost several seconds. Other people's eyes flashed slightly. Before they could make any moves, Du Lin stood up.
He walked towards the window, "If I were you, I wouldn't have done such a risky move."
He said this and actually opened the window. Even the person outside the window was frightened by Du Lin's actions. He narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a moment, a mellow and thick voice came out, "You don't seem to understand the current situation, Mr. Dulin."
"No..." Du Lin shook his head, "It's you who don't understand the situation, Mr. Killer." He took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, handed a cigarette a little, Mr. Killer shook his head, and then added that he didn't smoke.
Smoking will make him smell like smoke, which doesn't matter to ordinary killers, but for legendary assassins like Bald Killer, anything that may expose himself is dangerous.
Even the legendary assassin is just an ordinary human being, he has only mastered skills that others find difficult to master. After all, he can kill others with one shot, and others can also use a bullet to send him back to God's embrace.
Du Lin took a sip and spit out slowly, "Are you interested in telling me who your employer is?", and he chuckled twice, "Don't worry that this will lose your reputation, I promise no one will know about it."
Mr. Killer didn't say anything and kept staring at Du Lin. When Du Lin took the third puff of cigarette, his shoulders moved slightly.
"This is not a friendly move, Mr. Killer, maybe you are more willing to get rid of your previous employer, or organise or something to serve me?" Dulin was not afraid at all, but seemed very confident and calm. "I am a good boss, and everyone said that."
Seeing Mr. Killer lifting his pistol unmoved, just as his gun was above the windowsill, he suddenly turned around and ran away, as if something terrible had happened.
A second later, two loud noises came from a distance, and the windowsill was smashed by a bullet, and the other bullet flew away a large piece of soil less than half a meter behind Mr. Killer.
Du Lin sighed, grinded a pistol from a bag of fertilizer, and shot it at the lower position of his collarbone.
The bullet penetrated his body directly, and he put the pistol back into the fertilizer bag, then found a slightly cleaner place, and adjusted his comfortable position to lie down.
From the first gunshot, the agents in the entire villa area saw the figure who had already crossed the wall of the villa. Katerina cursed inwardly and asked most people to protect Dulin. She took two of her subordinates and immediately chased after her.
On the roof of a building in the distance, Ji Na refilled a bullet and cursed the same.
The most stable shot didn't hit anyone, which made him a little unconvinced. This was the first time he missed his move after leaving Alfalfa Town. He slapped his younger brother around him, "It's all your fault that you shot first and then hit me wrongly, which made my bullets fall into nothing. I'll shoot first next time."
Brother:(* ̄(エ) ̄)
After slapping, Ji felt much more comfortable. He immediately adjusted the lenses on the three-eyed hunting rifle, found the shadow that was moving quickly in the dark, and then found the landing point of the bullet according to his talent that was almost as instinctive as he pulled the trigger.
After a loud "tong", the target in his scope actually jumped and happened to dodge a bullet that would definitely hit.
The bullet penetrated the gap between his legs and blasted a pit into the concrete ground. The bald man looked back while running, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a fish leaped into the alley.
A weapon that can cause this power can no longer be described as a "gun", it is simply a machine cannon!
Thinking of the pre-plan of assassination that he had been under the observation of a terrible sniper all night, Mr. Bald thought that this was not a simple task together, and with everything he had encountered recently, it seemed that some people did not want to live on their own.
Covering the hole on his waist that had been torn apart by the burnt-off cement piece, he rushed out from the other end of the alley almost as if he couldn't feel the pain.
If he doesn't leave, the agents will soon block the area, and he will not be able to escape under the influence of Dulin.
Although it is dangerous now, there is still a chance.
Keena cursed again and slapped his younger brother, "Why didn't you shoot just now?" Before his younger brother could answer him, he ran towards the other while replacing the bullets. As he approached the edge of the rooftop, he jumped forward and climbed to the edge of the rooftop of another building.
The moment he landed, half-squatted down and took about a second to aim, and pulled the trigger again!
Tongtongtong's heavy weapon firing sound and the sound of bullet landing cracking provided Katerina with the necessary help. While she cursed Du Lin in her heart for daring to use heavy weapons in the downtown area, she also cursed the sniper's magic tricks.
He didn't hit so many shots in a row, and he was just half a bucket of water.
At this time, there was a little more pain in the unchanging expression on Mr. Bald Killer's face. He had an innate talent, able to sense everything around him and react quickly.
But even so, he could not escape the fragments flying everywhere after shattering.
The sniper seemed to have changed his strategy, not aiming at his body, but at the walls or ground of the path he must pass.
Chapter completed!