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  Nakamura rushed over with a rolling and crawling motion, and upon seeing Fang Lin, he immediately bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

  "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for saving my life! I've caused you trouble."

  Fang Lin looked at his clothes being torn apart and his wound still bleeding, nodded and said:

  "Get rid of these annoying guys first, then talk about something else."

  At this time, in the low-visibility white fog, there were continuous mournful cries. The Vietnamese wearing life detectors had already started a massacre like fish in water, and Fang Lin also coldly hummed as he used his crossbow to kill enemies in the fog. In this situation, their individual strength was originally stronger than these thugs, and now they occupied the visual advantage, so the battle was naturally a one-sided slaughter. When the white fog gradually faded, more than 30 of these thugs who had been chasing them were almost all dead.

  But at this time, the ground transmitted a slight vibration again. Nakamura's face showed a terrified expression. Two fat men had launched a barbaric charge, rushing towards them with a speed that was inconsistent with their physical build!

  At this time, Fang Lin's explosive arrow was still cooling down, but he took a deep breath and charged forward, seemingly wanting to collide with the fat man. However, when they were only a few meters apart, he suddenly arched his back and made a football-style tackle, kicking both feet squarely onto the fat man's ankle!

  This time it really contained two-sided impact, the fat man immediately let out a miserable cry, his stout body lost balance in mid-air and crashed out, with a loud crash hitting the opposite car, shattering the windshield to pieces!

  After these days, Fang Lin had already analyzed the fatal weakness of this fat man's charge, that is, his legs! No matter how tall and strong a person is, the thickness of their skeleton will not be much different from that of an ordinary person. This fat man weighed at least three times as much as Fang Lin, but the toughness and thickness of the bones on his feet were similar to those of Fang Lin. The pressure it bore was already extremely great, and now with this external force, it immediately broke, and white bone fragments mixed with fresh blood flowed out from the wound.

  At this time, Ruan Mingyuan also used the method of throwing a knife with his hands, and one flying knife shot into the eye of another fat man, deeply inserting the handle. This kind of injury was unbearable, even if the fat man had been injected with improved dinosaur genes, he stumbled backward several times before crashing to the ground.

  Fang Lin was now standing on top of a carriage, intently observing the movements in the fog. He had his steel crossbow mounted on his left hand and would occasionally fire a shot. Every time an arrow was released, an enemy would cry out in agony and fall to the ground. The places where they were hit were either the throat or the center of their eyebrows, all vital spots.

  He had previously handed over two slices of cut sandwiches to Nakamura during the rescue, and this Japanese man was surprised and delighted after seeing his surname clearly, and immediately swallowed them. At this time, he rested for a while, and his physical strength had recovered above the danger line, and then pulled out a blood-stained long knife and guarded it in front of the car.

  At this time, several blue-clothed knife-wielding men had noticed Fang Lin's threat and threw flying knives at him one after another. However, they were all knocked down by Nakamura Yaichi with a swing of his sword, flying far away. Fang Lin saw that the man's movements were much more agile, knowing that not only himself but also others were growing rapidly in this world full of crises. Soon, these black-hand party members realized Fang Lin's great threat, and those red and blue figures poured out of the smoke, rushing towards him.

  Fang Lin's expression remained unchanged, still shooting with ease, and Nakamura's pressure was greatly reduced. The long samurai sword in his hand flew back and forth, protecting Fang Lin tightly. Ruan Mingyuan occasionally slashed out a stock of crimson blood in the fog, and faint blue light could be seen emerging from his body, apparently using combat skills. Fang Lin secretly despised this Vietnamese man who was insincere, saying that he had no combat skills, but suddenly used them at critical moments.

  At this time, Nakamura also used his thrusting skill, and the long knife stained with blood danced in the air, bringing out a trail of residual shadows. Once it cut through a person, three or four streams of blood would spurt out from their body! With just one slash of his knife, several wounds would be added to their body! Looking at the way he held the knife, his technique was extremely smooth and fluid, with at least over ten years of foundation in the real world!

  At this time, the situation was gradually turned around by these uninvited guests, and a bloody atmosphere began to spread in the air. In this dimly lit parking lot, it had become a bloody killing field! The Black Hand Party's henchmen grew fearful, finally let out a shout, turned their heads and ran, Ruan Mingyuan coldly chased after them, this person was extremely ruthless, not willing to let go of even half.

  Fang Lin silently shot two crossbow arrows into the throat of the blue-clothed swordsman in front of him, and Nakamura immediately collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, his face as white as paper. Fang Lin thought for a moment, then handed him two sandwiches that could quickly restore his physical strength. Nakamura looked at him with gratitude, took them and ate them mouthful by mouthful. After finishing, he let out a long sigh and said:

  "I owe Lin Jun a favor, I know you must have doubts in your heart, so just ask, but only one question."

  Fang Lin nodded and said without hesitation:

  "Who was the person who took out all the gangsters inside that gun supermarket?"

  Nakamura was about to ask himself why he could survive, but Fang Lin asked this question instead, and he hesitated:

  "At that time, my mouth and nose were bleeding, and my vision was also blurry, making it difficult to see clearly. I only knew that the person was wearing a gray outfit. He walked in and directly pressed his hand on the tempered glass covering the supermarket owner. In an instant, he melted a human-shaped hole in the glass and caught the owner with his hands. Those thugs naturally rushed over quickly and surrounded him."

  Fang Lin listened carefully, unwilling to miss a single detail. Nakamura took a deep breath and continued:

  "When the mafia guys gathered together, that man's hand suddenly burst out with extremely dazzling... lightning! The lightning was like a blue and white disc, which suddenly shot into the crowd! Those people suddenly exploded apart!"

  "It's Raikouken!" Fang Lin said with a serious expression after listening to Nakamura's description. "This is the ultimate technique of a powerful character from another world!"

  "That's right, the world is called KOF World, and the name of the character in the story is Nishikujou Benimaru!"

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