"The target is about to exit through the main door. Old Four and Old Two, one of you drive and pursue, while the other keeps a close eye on the target's position and reports their location to us continuously."
"If necessary, get out of the car to provide backup. The rest of you brothers, work in pairs, surround him from front and back, corner him somewhere without surveillance cameras, and execute him!"
Zhao Hu said sternly.
A gunshot had just rung out inside the bar, and Han Zhiqi had sent over the news.
Calculating the time it took Lin Fan to kill Li Dabiao.
It was incredibly brief.
Even though Li Dabiao had many henchmen and they were armed.
He was still killed by Lin Fan!
Learning from this previous incident, Zhao Hu dared not underestimate Lin Fan.
They were all top-tier qigong masters, working in pairs, with each team equipped with firearms.
This arrangement ensured there would be no failure in killing Lin Fan.
Each person wore a Bluetooth earpiece for easy communication.
After Zhao Hu finished speaking, they began to move in an orderly fashion.
Lin Fan, blending in with the crowd, exited the Dark Night Bar.
Fresh air hit his face.
It felt refreshing against his pretend-shocked expression.
The feeling of revenge satisfied.
Lin Fan felt utterly fulfilled.
What remained was the Magic City wealth restart plan.
He was the Supreme Dragon King, above tens of thousands.
No matter how powerful the foreign forces were.
He had subdued them all one by one.
Even the most formidable ones.
Either stood as equals with his Dragon King Hall or were slightly inferior.
But they were still invincible existences.
Surrounded by such glory.
Lin Fan believed he had no reason to fail in killing a worthless playboy from Magic City.
Who had repeatedly provoked him.
Xu Mo must die, and the Xu family's wealth would certainly belong to him, Lin Fan.
And the top beauties of Magic City.
It was such a waste for heaven to give these things to a playboy.
After walking for a while longer.
Lin Fan increasingly felt something was wrong, a slight smirk appearing on his face.
"Not all of Li Dabiao's subordinates are useless!"
"They've actually managed to follow me. Back when I was mastering surveillance and counter-surveillance, you guys were probably still playing in the dirt somewhere!"
Lin Fan, walking ahead, maintained his composure.
His eyes observed the surrounding terrain.
For now, he needed to shake off the two tails behind him.
He wasn't sure if there were only these two.
"Brother Hu, something feels off about this guy! Could he have discovered us?" Old Five asked, walking beside Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu shook his head, his eyes full of confidence, "Impossible! We're so far from him. Unless he specifically studied counter-surveillance before and reached a master level, there's no way he could have spotted us."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hu was immediately proven wrong.
Lin Fan in front of them suddenly broke into a sprint.
Not only had Zhao Hu's team's position been exposed.
But Old Three's team, positioned several hundred meters ahead of Lin Fan, had also been discovered.
Because Lin Fan was running in a completely different direction.
Zhao Hu's face darkened, being proven wrong in front of his subordinates.
It was quite embarrassing for him.
Before joining the underworld, he had served in the military as a reconnaissance team leader.
Even with that background.
Lin Fan still detected their presence.
It only showed that Lin Fan's skills were far superior to theirs.
"Damn it! Chase him quickly! Don't let that guy escape."
Zhao Hu shouted, red-faced.
The four men frantically gave chase.
However, Zhao Hu hadn't let anger cloud his judgment.
They still had their tracker as a trump card.
Soon Zhao Hu ordered Old Three's team to run in other directions.
Based on Old Four's positioning information, they would surround Lin Fan again.
This time they decided they couldn't continue sneaking around.
They would engage directly.
"Hmm? What's going on?"
Lin Fan noticed through nearby car mirrors.
That two of the four people chasing him.
Had split off in different directions.
At this point, Lin Fan didn't think too much about it.
He just wanted to shake off these tails quickly.
Even if he couldn't shake them.
He needed to find a place without people or surveillance cameras to kill them all!
Because these people might have seen his face.
Killing one person was the same as killing.
Killing four was the same.
Abroad, as a war god, Lin Fan's hands were stained with countless lives.
Even if they hadn't seen what he looked like.
If he couldn't shake them off in the end.
Lin Fan would still choose to kill them all in a secluded place.
As the protagonist, Lin Fan's burst of speed and tremendous stamina were truly astounding.
In no time.
He had widened the gap with Zhao Hu's team.
As he was about to lose Zhao Hu's group completely.
A contemptuous smile appeared on Lin Fan's face.
These guys weren't even worthy of warming him up!
Useless, utterly useless.
Just like Xu Mo.
Just as Lin Fan was thinking about where to go blow off some steam.
To release the evil fire within.
Two figures blocked his path.
By now, they had unknowingly run from the crowded streets into a sparsely populated alley.
Running this way.
Firstly, Lin Fan had absolute confidence.
No matter where he ended up, he was certain he could handle any enemy.
Places with few people and no surveillance were his first choice.
Secondly, he could use the terrain to his advantage to shake them off.
If he couldn't shake them, he'd just kill them!
Old Three launched a fierce kick toward Lin Fan's head.
His kick also carried wind force.
Though not as impressive as Lin Fan's.
Lin Fan quickly raised both arms to protect his face.
Bang!!!
A muffled impact sound rang out!
The scratches on Lin Fan's arms began to bleed.
Just from this first exchange.
Lin Fan could determine.
These men were definitely elite qigong practitioners.
They must be Li Dabiao's most elite henchmen!
While defending, Lin Fan delivered a powerful knee strike to Old Three's abdomen.
The attack was extremely vicious.
And fast.
Caught off guard.
Old Three was hit, feeling his insides churning.
Old Six attacked simultaneously.
Giving Old Three time to recover.
At this moment, Lin Fan was like a bloodthirsty beast in the night.
He was certain these two had seen his face.
They all had to die!
Not one could remain!
The best defense is the most fierce offense!
Lin Fan excelled at relentless attacks.
In the military, Lin Fan had made his name with his savage boxing style.
Landing solid hits, he frantically attacked Old Six's head.
Bang bang bang--------
Muffled impact sounds rang out continuously.
Old Six protected his head with both hands.
He lasted less than three minutes.
Both his arms were broken.
His head exposed to the air.
Lin Fan's eyes were fierce, and he didn't stop just because his opponent's hands were broken.
He continued to pummel Old Six's head.
With each savage attack, Old Six felt like his head wasn't his own anymore.
His brain was buzzing-------
This must be what a concussion feels like.
He didn't last long before Old Six died, bleeding from seven orifices.
Lin Fan wasn't worried at all, there weren't any cameras here.
Bang-------
A gunshot rang out-----
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