Really Really, Fake.

A black Benz was driving on the main road of Suzhou and Hangzhou with a total of four people including the driver sitting inside.

These four men were all dressed in black suits with the same walkie-talkie headsets around their ears.

The dark sunglasses reflecting the scenery outside the car were hanging over their eye sockets.

These four men had an awe-inspiring aura, looking obliquely at the people outside the car windows with disdainful expressions on their faces.

These few were all elites under Ghost Centipede's men, and their neat attire was designed to showcase their professionalism!

The three people Ghost Centipede had previously sent to Suzhou and Hangzhou were just newcomers who had just entered the business.

Unlike them, these four men had all received professional training and carried out countless assassination missions!

It could be said that each of these three men was a blood-licking master!

For them, Suzhou and Hangzhou was just the backyard of East China. They had also carried out many tasks in Suzhou and Hangzhou before, and had never failed!

The Passat of the three newcomers was parked in the suburbs, so the target of these four men was very clear this time.

That was to take the Passat as the center and carry out investigations within a radius of ten kilometers!

Not only did they have to kill Lin Yu, but they also had to investigate the real situation of the disappearance of those three men!

Dare to move our people, I will make you pay the price!

If not found, then let the land within ten kilometers be barren!

The four men thought so as the vehicle slowly drove towards the only road leading to the mid-hillside villas in the suburbs.

Soon, the car stopped.

The car door opened, and the four men got out.

Then, in a very professional manner, they looked around the villa and confirmed that the villa had no back door. The leader nodded and said, "Let's start from here."

"Understood."

The other three men nodded, then walked into the villa gate and knocked on the door.

They didn't know that the previous three men had been done in here. They just came to knock on the door with an investigative mentality.

But in fact, the moment their car stopped, Lin Yu and others in the villa had already noticed them.

No matter what they came here for, the visitors had ill intentions!

Knock knock knock!

The three men knocked on the door and said, "Hello, the water company is here to check the water meter."

This move stunned Old Dao.

Brother, did you guys come in a Benz to check the water meter? Who would believe you are from the water company?

However, he didn't intend to expose them. Since you guys want to pretend, let's see how long you can keep up the act.

"Squeak-" The villa door opened a gap, and Old Dao poked half of his face out and asked, "What's the matter?"

The leader immediately walked up and inserted his foot into the door gap. The purpose was that when forcibly entering later, he could use force easily.

As mentioned earlier, these four were professionals.

As for sneaking in?

There was simply no need for that. That was the way the weak would use!

"Hello, we are from the water company to check the water meter," said the leader with a smile.

In Old Dao's eyes, a teasing look flashed. Then he opened the door wide and said, "Please come in."

Seeing this, the four men looked at each other immediately.

The fish took bait so easily. These people must be fools!

The four men entered the villa, and Old Dao closed the villa door with a bad smile.

"Don't be nervous. We just came to check the water meter and ask you a few questions."

"Of course, if you don't know, just say you don't know, and we won't make things difficult for you either."

"As long as you..."

While walking towards the living room, the four men kept talking to Old Dao behind them.

In their eyes, this Old Dao was as simple as a fool. He was simply impossible to be related to the disappearance of those three newcomers.

"What questions? Just ask." With hands on his back, Old Dao followed them proudly and leisurely.

"It's like this. Our three colleagues disappeared around here before. I wonder if you've seen them."

Hearing this, Old Dao was stunned for a moment.

It turned out these four men were in the same group as the previous three. That meant they had also come to assassinate Lin Yu.

However, the four seemed to have forgotten about the three men on the sofa.

Ka Cha.

One man pulled the gun bolt, making a metallic sound.

The three were shocked and looked back mechanically in horror.

Guns?

Damn, how did you guys get guns in China?

"These... guns?" The leader took off his sunglasses and swallowed.

"Fake, toy guns," Lin Yu grinned with a tilt of his mouth.

"Really?" The leader didn't seem to believe it.

"Real, fake," Lin Yu said with a crooked smile.

Hearing this, the four men were all stunned.

Were they real or fake? Can you just give a straight answer?

Seeing the four with puzzled expressions, Lin Yu shook his head. He walked over, took a gun from one of them, and pointed it at the leader.

The four were shocked immediately.

"Brother, let's talk nicely. Don't do this. We are now in a law-abiding society," said the leader, immediately dropping his dagger to surrender.

Lin Yu still didn't speak. His fingers were slowly placed on the trigger, then he pulled it.

Bang!

The leader only felt a pain on his cheek.

Then he heard the sound of BB bullets falling to the ground.

"See, I didn't lie to you guys. It's really fake," Lin Yu said mockingly.

The leader looked at Lin Yu angrily at once.

Damn, tricking me with a toy gun?

I am an elite in the organization after all. My task completion rate is as high as 98.76%. You think a toy gun can scare me?

He immediately bent over to pick up the dagger, and said viciously, "Let me tell you, the four of us are different from those three newcomers. We are elites!"

"Lin Yu, you will undoubtedly die today!"

Lin Yu tilted his mouth and smiled again. "Elite? I fight elites!"

"Old Dao, take action!"

...

Half an hour later, the four men were beaten by Lin Yu and Old Dao to the point where even their own mother couldn't recognize them.

Their faces were as swollen as corpses soaked in the moat for three days.

Lin Yu walked over, grabbed one man by the hair, lifted him up, and said angrily, "Did Gu Chenan only send these waste to kill me?"

"He looks down on me too much!"

"I'm sending you to meet the King of Hell now. Don't resent me, resent Gu Chenan if you must!"

"Because I, Lin Yu, never kill innocent people. It was Gu Chenan who implicated you in our fight!"

After saying that, Lin Yu shouted loudly: "Old Dao, do it!"

Old Dao drew out his long knife and swung it down.

Looking at the four men falling down like mud, Lin Yu gritted his teeth furiously.

Gu Chenan, you've gone too far!

I was originally going to wait until I established a foothold in Suzhou and Hangzhou before making a move on you. But you were so aggressive!

Since you were really eager to die, then I'll see you off!

I'm going to let you know what a real killer is like!

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