As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Lin Huaishan was driving and honking the horn hard. The security guard must have recognized his car and opened the door to let him in.

Ye Lin followed in without hesitation, thinking that one cannot gain the tiger cub without risking it.

open!

Just two words.

Once you come in, you will find that the entire wall is extremely empty. Apart from a few concrete houses, there is a large open space.

If it is really a prison, no one can escape if the searchlights are turned on at night.

Lin Huaishan's SUV stopped in front with a handsome drift. He got out of the car, made a contemptuous gesture towards Ye Lin behind him, and then walked into the building.

Ye Lin also stopped, and the door behind him closed with a bang, completely isolating this place from the outside.

Lin Huaishan's men appeared at the window on the second floor. He took a megaphone and shouted at Ye Lin: "Boy, you are a good fighter, come on, let's see how good you are."

Ye Lin had no interest in this boring provocation. He was observing the terrain.

The surrounding walls are about 8 meters high, which ordinary people cannot climb up at all, and there is also barbed wire.

There are two sentry posts at both ends of the gate, with several people wearing mine protection uniforms standing on them, holding weapons in their hands, not guns, but what look like crossbows.

This thing is about as powerful as a gun at close range, and if you try to climb over a wall you'll probably be hit by a hedgehog.

The three-story house in front of Ye Lin did not look very big and felt a bit like an office building, but the next second Ye Lin knew that things were not that simple.

After all, no one would fence off an office building.

After Lin Huaishan finished speaking, the shutter doors on the first floor of the office building opened all at once, revealing an elevator heading downwards.

The elevator started moving and with a ding, it stopped at the first floor.

The door opened, and four or five members of the mine protection team came out, escorting a few people who looked like prisoners.

These people were wearing uniform striped clothes, all had bald heads, and each of them looked at others with eyes like a wolf.

Ye Lin was shocked to find that there were actually two people, Peng Yong and Cai Rong, inside. However, they actually looked a little weak while the people next to them looked too fierce.

"Peng Yong, Cai Rong, look who is on the other side. Kill him and I will give you freedom!" Lin Huaishan shouted excitedly while standing on the second floor.

Is there anything more satisfying than watching your enemy being beaten?

Ye Lin was secretly shocked. What kind of existence is this mining protection team? Shouldn't Peng Yong and Cai Rong be in the police station? How did they get to this place?

Before he could figure it out, Peng Yong and Cai Rong on the other side were meeting each other with jealous eyes, like enemies.

He picked up two machetes from the ground, his eyes glowed red, and he approached Ye Lin silently.

The other criminals did not get the chance to appear on stage, and they all looked at the two with envy.

They were all captured by the mining protection team for various reasons. There are two ways for them to get out: one is to go out lying down, and the other is to go out to do things for the mining protection team.

Now that the opportunity has come, the two of them did not hesitate. They were originally people of the underworld, and they could get revenge and gain freedom at the same time, so why not do it.

But they may have forgotten how they were caught.

Ye Lin stood beside the van, looking at the two excited men with indifference.

When they rushed to within ten meters of him, Ye Lin moved.

He reached into the van and pulled out a weapon.

Hey!

Peng Yong and Cai Rong took a closer look and stopped abruptly. Damn, this is so unfair!

What about justice?

Ye Lin actually took out a 2-meter-long Guandao from the van and stood with the sword in his hand majestically.

A ray of cold light flashed from the blade, chilling the two people's hearts.

Although an inch shorter means an inch more dangerous, this is only true for masters. For gangsters fighting, long weapons have a natural advantage.

Looking at the other person's 2-meter-long sword and then looking at the sword in my own hand, I instantly lost my confidence.

The two looked behind them and saw that Lin Huaishan had already taken out his pistol and was looking at them with an amused expression.

This has to happen.

Desperadoes never value their lives.

They are.

The two men looked at each other, their eyes filled with murderous intent, and rushed over.

Ye Lin snorted coldly and slammed the Guandao in his hand to the ground.

Boom!

A big hole was smashed in the concrete playground, and it split in all directions with Guandao as the center.

Then Ye Lin shouted loudly, leaned forward, held the sword behind him, and walked away dragging on the ground.

The tip of the Guandao knife drew a long white mark on the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

"open!"

Ye Lin shouted loudly, and the Guandao in his hand moved from back to front, sweeping like a whirlwind, drawing a sharp white light, passing in front of Peng Yong and Cai Rong.

Ye Lin put away his knife and stopped, standing steadily in front of the two men.

Lin Huaishan looked at the field nervously. Peng Yong and Cai Rong also stopped, then their bodies shook slightly. A stream of blood spurted out from their chests and fell on Ye Lin's chest.

The two of them looked at Ye Lin for the last time, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Lin looked at Lin Yuanshan from a distance and raised his middle finger.

Lin Yuanshan's face turned black. He thought that Ye Lin had been through a big battle and would be much weaker. He didn't expect that Ye Lin would kill two people with one sword.

Damn, I don’t know which idiot left him a Guandao. Why do you carry a Guandao when you want to kill people?

The two men fell down, and the gang of thugs underneath them laughed happily.

A thin man walked out, holding a 10-centimeter dagger in his hand, his eyes shining brightly.

"Zhao San from the Northwest." He said with a thick Northwest accent, "I used this dagger to kill seven members of my family. Today it's your turn."

"Ant." Ye Lin said calmly.

Zhao San's face darkened. Killing a whole family of seven was something he was proud of.

The dagger in his hand began to spin slowly. No one knew how he practiced it, but the dagger seemed to have grown on his hand. No matter how fast it spun, it would not fall off.

Ye Lin still stood still, watching this fool juggling here. Combat requires practicality, not this kind of fancy tricks.

Zhao San approached Ye Lin slowly and proudly, and even threw the dagger into the air and changed hands several times to provoke Ye Lin.

Looking at Ye Lin standing still like a statue, Zhao San suddenly felt extremely excited, as if he was dazzled by himself.

Unexpectedly, just when he was feeling proud of himself, Ye Lin suddenly kicked up and hit the handle of the Guandao.

The Guandao flew out with a whoosh, with the handle facing forward and the blade facing backward, turning into a javelin and flying out.

Zhao San was still playing tricks, but he didn't expect Ye Lin had already made a move. He saw a flash before his eyes, and the handle of the knife flew in front of him and hit his throat hard.

There was a crisp sound, and Zhao San stopped all his fancy moves. He hugged his throat tightly with both hands, making a hoarse sound.

His larynx had been shattered by Ye Lin, and he only held on for a few seconds before falling to the ground with reluctance.