Hanging up Death can become stronger

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In the morning, the spacious restaurant was deserted and deserted. The boss sat behind the counter with a sad face, looking at the total of only three tables of customers in the store, he couldn't help but sighed deeply.

Sitting by the window, Lin Lichuan sipped the broth, chewed slowly, and ate very slowly, as if he was savoring every bite of food carefully.

However, in fact, he focused most of his attention on the street outside.

After a while, there was the sound of cars moving in the distance, and four or five cars turned out at the end of the street.

In the middle is an elongated black car with a luxurious appearance, but what is even more surprising is that there are two armored cars on its front and rear feet, one in front and one behind to protect it in the middle, driving forward at a gentle speed go.

In addition, there are two transport vehicles following behind, and through the windows, you can see that there are many soldiers inside.

The entire team exuded a ferocious aura, which made the passers-by they met along the way change their colors and avoid them in a panic as if they were running away.

Looking at this scene, Lin Lichuan's eyes flashed.

The only one in Taiyang City who has such an exaggerated and domineering travel lineup is Eman Cardin, who is also a direct member of the elder family and the leader of intelligence and logistics.

And that's exactly what he's aiming for today.

Chapter 129 Positioning

Of course, Lin Lichuan didn't want to snipe and kill Eman openly in the middle of the road.

That's no different from courting death.

In the current state of martial law in the whole city, as soon as a battle takes place here, a large number of enemies will come within 2 minutes.

You must know that this is on the front line, and there will never be fewer gold ranks in Qianyuan, and there may be knight ranks. Let alone continue to assassinate the second target, it will not be easy to escape the enemy's pursuit.

So Lin Lichuan ruled out this method without even thinking about it at the beginning. He has a more secure method of assassination.

The convoy drove through the middle of the road in a mighty manner. When passing by the restaurant where Lin Lichuan was located, a large number of bacteria invisible to the naked eye suddenly gushed out from an empty bottle that seemed to be thrown casually by the side of the road, floating through the air, along the way. He submerged into the black car through the ventilation duct, poured in from the air intake, and silently stayed on a man in his 40s with a high nose and low cheekbones and dark eyes in the back seat.

No one in the car noticed anything was wrong.

Soon, the convoy drove far away and disappeared at the end of the street.

Lin Lichuan turned on the monitoring light screen, looked at the clear picture on the screen, and a smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

After getting up to check out, he quickly left the restaurant and rushed to the apartment.

Both Meng Xiaotong and Wang Li were in the apartment. The former half-lyed on the wicker chair and drank coffee leisurely, looking comfortable, while the latter sat upright on the sofa with a dignified expression and a hint of nervousness.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two looked up at the same time.

Seeing that it was Lin Lichuan, Wang Li immediately stood up with a swish, and said nervously, "My lord?"

Lin Lichuan nodded sharply: "You can leave now."

Hearing this, Wang Li showed a slightly relieved expression, saluted Lin Lichuan and Meng Xiaotong, and hurriedly left the apartment.

Once the assassination starts, no matter whether it succeeds or fails, the identities of him and the other spies who have assisted Lin Lichuan will be exposed, so we must prepare for retreat early.

"Can we do it?" Meng Xiaotong straightened up and asked.

She didn't ask Lin Lichuan what he was doing, but chose to believe in the latter's strange but powerful ability.

"Let's do it tonight, and leave when it gets dark." Lin Lichuan replied concisely, walked to the window and opened the curtains, looking out.

The end of the sky has been dyed with a faint brilliance like the wings of a cicada, and the afterglow shines into the house through the windows, like throwing a golden blanket on the wooden floor.

Night is coming soon.

The martial law during the war made it dark, and there were no pedestrians on the street. The curtains of the houses on both sides were also tightly closed, and the dim lights spilled through the gaps, adding a bit of bleakness to the silent street.

From time to time, there was a rattling sound, and groups of thousands of courtyard soldiers in light gray uniforms patrolled the streets at a steady pace, scanning the dark corners.

Relying on their agility, Lin Lichuan and Meng Xiaotong avoided all the patrolling soldiers with little effort and arrived at their destination smoothly.

A three-story building located behind the office building.

Using their respective abilities, the two of them quietly swept up to the rooftop.

After landing firmly on the ground, Meng Xiaotong cast a questioning look at Lin Lichuan.

The closer it was to the time of action, the more curious she was about how Lin Lichuan planned to kill the mission target without sneaking into the office building. She knew that with Lin Lichuan's character, he would never be aimless, but it was this that made her more curious.

The girl's eyes sparkled with anticipation, and she stared at Lin Lichuan without blinking, lest she miss it.

Noticing Meng Xiaotong's expression and movements, Lin Lichuan smiled slightly, but he didn't care too much, but put his mind on the next action.

He noticed this building when looking at the terrain information provided by Wang Li. It was about 20 meters away from the office building, just outside the guard circle of the army, and no one was stationed there.

The Transcendents basically guard Eman in the office building, let alone come here, so there is no doubt that it is a good place to do it.

With a slight movement in his mind, Lin Lichuan's palm sank suddenly, and the shallow sword had already fallen into his hand, and was quickly enveloped in a strange atmosphere, the blade shortened to only the length of a dagger in the blink of an eye.

When Lin Lichuan and Ruan Zhou were fighting, Meng Xiaotong had already seen the beginning of the magic gun. At this moment, when he saw it, he immediately realized that Lin Lichuan was preparing to use the kind of sword that can instantly extend the blade to a large extent. Long weird ability.

However, in the next second, doubts surged in her heart.

This place is outside the building, and there is no way to see where Eman is. How is Lin Lichuan going to stab him?

Meng Xiaotong couldn't figure it out, her small eyebrows frowned suddenly.

At this time, Lin Lichuan had already set his sights on the monitoring light screen.

The picture shows a bright and spacious office. Eman is sitting behind a mahogany desk, smoking a good cigar, while looking down at the documents on the desk solemnly.

He was the only one in Nuo Da's office, and the extraordinary bodyguards and soldiers were all guarding outside.

As early as after the surveillance bacteria were successfully placed on Eman, Lin Lichuan kept the light screen on and kept an eye on the latter's position. Naturally, he knew that Eman was in an office on the fifth floor, and the combination had long been deeply remembered. With the structural diagram of the building in his mind, he quickly determined that it was the third room from the left at the back of the building.

The timing is just right now, except for the unidentified Transcendent guard hiding in the dark, no one else happens to be by Eman's side.

Thinking quickly, Lin Lichuan quickly determined the relative position of Eman through the monitoring screen and structure diagram, slowly raised the blade in his hand, and pointed it at the office building in the distance.

Meng Xiaotong beside him widened his eyes curiously.

"Shoot him, magic gun!"

The deep voice suddenly tore through the silence of the night, and a cold light pierced through the air like lightning, spreading out, spanning a straight-line distance of more than 20 meters in an instant at an unimaginable speed, and the lightning shot out.

The hard and thick walls are as fragile as thin paper in front of the cold light, and they are instantly penetrated without hindrance. Eman, who was sitting behind the desk, just raised his arm to take a cigar, felt a chill in his heart, looked down, and found I don't know when there was a crack on my clothes.

"How did it break?"