Hidden Billionaire Son-in-law

With a clink, a long spark appeared on the empty road.    

A 12mm long shell bullet swayed on the ground.    

Lin Yin was expressionless. A cruel smile appeared on his face as he looked coldly at the roof of Zecheng's building.    

Wen Twelve saw Lin Yin's cold expression through the scope on the roof of the building. He looked at Lin Yin with disdain.    

Sweat appeared on his forehead, and his hair stood on end.    

"I, did I empty my gun? Impossible! Why isn't he dead!"    

Wen Twelve said in disbelief. His eyes were lifeless, and his hands were limp. His sniper rifle fell to the ground.    

Wasn't this too terrifying? How did that young man in the white shirt do it?    

Wen Twelve was 100% sure that his shot was aimed at the head, but in the end, the bullet missed?    

He couldn't figure out what exactly had happened.    

"Wen Twelve, what's wrong with you?" Wen Jiu asked with a frown.    

"Brother Jiu, I, I don't know. He didn't die. He even rushed into Zecheng's group." Wen Twelve said with a bitter expression, "But Brother Jiu, I'm sure I hit him! No, I must have aimed at him. I don't know if he dodged it."    

Wen Twelve explained incoherently. He was well aware of the cruel system of the Wen Family's secret guards. If such a low-level mission was carried out, it was very likely that he would be killed by Brother Jiu himself!    

Fortunately, the situation in the Wen Family had already been set. If it was during the extermination of the Qi Family, then his entire family's wife and children would have been killed. He would definitely be thought to have been bribed!    

"You piece of trash, shut up for your father! Don't explain to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How could someone dodge a sniper rifle?" Wen Jiu coldly berated," Wen Twelve, If it wasn't for the fact that you're my cousin, I would have shot you right now! You're such a trash spear artist, yet you still have the nerve to call yourself a member of the Wen Family's secret guards?"    

"I heard that you've been very fond of going to Emperor Wu City to play with women recently?" Wen Jiu looked coldly at Wen Twelve, "Playing with things that have lost their will, your hands have gone soft, and you can't even hold a gun steadily! " After you go back, you shut your doors and reflect on your father. Don't participate in any missions in the future! "    

"Yes! Yes, I will listen to Brother Jiu." Wen Twelve wiped the sweat off his forehead and said respectfully, but in his heart, he thought, If you were the one who fired this shot, You can't kill that young man!    

"Brother Jiu, the surveillance camera shows that the young man has already rushed into the stairs. It seems like he really wants to rush up and look for us." Another man in black was holding a tablet computer that was full of technology and said respectfully.    

"Good. Get ready. Don't kill him first. Capture him alive. We must interrogate him and find out that he is a carrier pigeon sent by that valve." Wen Jiu said indifferently, as if he was in control.    

"Got it! Brother Jiu!"    

The other three men in black took out their best weapons and rubbed their fists.    

On the other side, Lin Yin rushed up the stairs of Zecheng's group.    

Three minutes.    

Lin Yin arrived at the rooftop of the 60th floor. He kicked the steel door and expressionlessly looked at the four men in black who were standing side by side. He then looked at Yu Zecheng, who was hanging on the steel wire and on the verge of death.    

"Aiyo, you have some skill. Can you kick away the steel door?" Wen Jiu said with a playful expression. He rubbed his fists and cracked his bones.    

"Alone? I think you're here to deliver the dishes, right?"    

Wen Jiu took out a pistol at some point and opened fire with a bang. His movements were as fast as lightning. Clearly, he was a gun king expert who was proficient in firearms.    

He planned to shoot Lin Yin first and break his leg first.    

Clang!    

The bullet hit the iron door. Lin Yin was nowhere to be seen. It was as if he had disappeared in front of them.    

"This?" Wen Jiu frowned slightly, feeling shocked.    

Bang!    

A terrifying force came from behind him. Lin Yin appeared like a ghost. He kicked Wen Jiu and sent him flying dozens of meters away. Wen Jiu fell heavily to the ground and coughed up blood.    

The other three men in black were shocked. They immediately reacted and raised their guns to fire.    

Lin Yin did not give them a chance. He rushed forward as fast as lightning and swept his whip across. Crack! Crack! Crack! The bones in their hands were broken on the spot. The guys in their hands fell to the ground.    

Then, they exchanged a few more punches and all of them were knocked unconscious.    

Lin Yin turned around and was about to deal with Wen Jiu.    

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew against his face. A sharp knife pierced his throat.    

Wen Jiu was the expert among this group of people! He had taken down Yu Zecheng's expert!    

The corner of Lin Yin's mouth curled into a cold smile. He was as fast as a gust of wind. He raised his hand and grabbed the dagger with two fingers. The dagger instantly shriveled up.    

"You?" Wen Jiu's forehead was sweating crazily. He stared at the mysterious young man in front of him.    

One should know that his speed was already very fast. With a dagger, anyone within fifteen steps with a gun or a machine gun could be stabbed to death with a knife before firing!    

It was this kind of terrifying technique that was easily neutralized by this young man. He even used his fingers to grab the knife that he had used all his strength?    

Bang!    

Lin Yin kicked out with a kick, and with a muffled sound, Wen Jiu's entire body flew out like a kite.    

But in the air, Wen Jiu suddenly bounced back. He flipped in the air and hit Lin Yin's head with two fists.    

This skill was indeed extraordinary.    

Lin Yin caught Wen Jiu. Both of them were as fast as a storm. In just ten seconds, they had exchanged at least seventy to eighty punches.    

Crackling sounds could be heard.    

After the exchange, Wen Jiu's face turned pale. He suddenly kneeled on the ground. His whole body was cracking. His eyes were filled with fear as he stared at Lin Yin.    

Wen Jiu's bones were broken. His bones could no longer support his body!    

"You? What kind of expert are you?" Wen Jiu said bitterly.    

He felt that he was already very strong. He was an expert who wasn't even afraid of a spear. One punch could easily exert a thousand jin of strength, but he was actually unable to pass ten rounds under the hands of the mysterious young man.    

"Heh." Lin Yin sneered. "You are already very good to be able to last more than ten seconds under my fist."    

After saying that, Lin Yin ignored Wen Jiu, who had broken his bones. He turned around and jumped into the air. He broke the steel wire and helped Yu Zecheng down.    

"Master Lin , I knew you would come and save me. I will never forget Master Lin 's kindness." Yu Zecheng said while breathing heavily.    

"I will leave these people to you. You have to find one, two, three for me." Lin Yin said calmly.    

"I will definitely pry their mouths open." Yu Zecheng said with blood in his mouth. His eyes were full of anger. Clearly, he hated these people deeply.    

Soon, Yu Zecheng transferred his trusted subordinates and dragged the four assassins of the Wen Family to the basement of Zecheng's group. Yu Zecheng casually bandaged his wounds and went to torture them personally.    

More than an hour later.    

Lin Yin was sitting in the president's office, sipping the black tea expressionlessly.    

Yu Zecheng knocked on the door and came in.    

"Master Lin , I used the electric chair. The four of them have already opened their mouths and told me many secrets about the Wen Family." Yu Zecheng changed into a set of decent clothes and said respectfully.    

Lin Yin put down the teacup and said, "Go on."