The personal master of the beautiful president

"Lin Bei?"

Seeing the figure sitting in front of him, the man in the cap suddenly raised his head, revealing his gloom-covered face, and spoke in not-so-fluent Chinese.

"You should have read my profile, do you still need to ask?"

Lin Bei smiled leisurely, as if seeing an old friend, picked up the light green cocktail on the table, filled a glass for himself, and drank by himself, seemingly defenseless.

If it wasn't for the seventh person who could sense the suffocating coercion exuding from Lin Bei's body, he wouldn't even be able to believe that the person in front of him was Lin Bei.

After all, the person in front of him is really too young, and he also acted too easily!

He never thought that there would be a prey he was targeting in this world who could behave so calmly, it was simply ignoring himself!
Moreover, even he felt a kind of pressure when facing Lin Bei.

This person is very strong!

"As expected of the person who offered a reward of 50 billion U.S. dollars by the Tiandi Group, this money is really not easy to get." The man in the peaked cap shook his head and sighed.

However, although he was somewhat afraid of Lin Bei's strength, he was far from being afraid.He is the seventh kill of the Seven Kills organization. Not long ago, he created a shocking case of hunting down the British governor. The UK wants them all over the world. Even MI[-], the world's four major intelligence organizations, has been dispatched to arrest them. There is no way.

No matter how strong Linbei is, how does it compare with the British M16?How does it compare to the UK?
Since they dared to accept this order, their seven kills had a detached confidence in their ability to hunt and kill their prey.

"Didn't you come to exchange my head for money? Why, I'm sitting here and you're not moving?" After drinking a glass of cocktail, Lin Bei saw the man in the peaked cap sitting still, laughed softly, and poured himself another Second cup.

Hearing Lin Bei's words, the man in front of him was silent for a while, and gently took off the peaked cap on his head, revealing his dignity.

This person is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a thin body and an ordinary appearance. He belongs to the kind of person who can't be found after being thrown into the crowd, and who can be forgotten at the first glance and the second.

If Lin Bei hadn't noticed his icy snake-like aura in advance, he would never have connected the balding uncle in front of him with the world-famous Seven Kills.

He doesn't have the austerity and coldness of a killer, just like a middle-aged uncle with a down-and-out life and low will, who comes out late at night to get drunk and seek sex.

Clapping the peaked cap in his hand, the middle-aged man put it on the table, and then picked up the wine glass on the table, "I have admired Mr. Lin's name for a long time, and I will see you again today. I wonder if I can have a drink with Mr. Lin?"

"Drinking? Of course." Lin Bei smiled slightly, "But after drinking this glass of wine, I will kill you."

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, the man put down his wine glass, and said seriously: "Your Excellency seems to be determined to win me?"

"Then do you think you can escape from my hands?" Lin Bei smiled leisurely, with infinite killing intent bursting out of his eyes.

"Lin Bei, you underestimate our killer too much." Hearing Lin Bei's words, the seventh killer smiled coldly.

As the seventh member of the Seven Kills organization, he has shot more than a hundred times in his life, and only occasionally failed a few times, and even if he missed, the opponent escaped from death and became a frightened bird. When he heard the name of the Seven Kills, he was scared run away.

While talking, the seventh kill slowly stood up, and he looked at Lin Beidao with a sneer, "Lin Bei, I'm glad you came to me by yourself, but I don't want to take your life today. Send your head first It will exist on your head for a few days, wait for me to send your relatives and friends down first, and finally come to take your head!"

After saying this, he jumped up abruptly, broke through the railing on the second floor, and landed on the dance floor in the hall on the first floor, startling the dancers on the first floor to scream.

"what!"

The young model named "Dandan" had never seen such a battle before, and suddenly screamed in shock.Those are iron railings, made of pure gold. In order to prevent crowding, this nightclub even covered it with tempered glass, even if a car rushes over it, it cannot be smashed open. Now it has been directly smashed through ?
The customers who were drinking around were all dumbfounded. At this moment, Lin Bei stood up leisurely from the booth, and sighed helplessly, "It's so naive. I've already said that today, you You can't escape no matter what!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Bei stomped on the ground, making a dent visible to the naked eye on the several-inch-thick floor, and his own figure shot out like a bullet, streaming down a stream in mid-air like a dent. The white trail of jet aircraft smoke.

"Stay with me!"

Before everyone could cry out in surprise, Lin Bei raised his arm and swiped in the air. A palm knife visible to the naked eye cut out and chased towards the seventh kill in the hall on the first floor.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Seventh Killer in the center of the dance floor twisted around suddenly, like a twist, his whole body bounced off the ground like a giant snake, rushed out of the nightclub, and fled into the distance.

"Clang" sound.

The palm knife that Lin Bei made struck the center of the dance floor hall, and a burst of sparks sputtered immediately, causing everyone around to run away in fright.After the flames passed, a crack about half a finger wide and several inches deep lay across the center of the dance floor tens of meters long, and steam was still rising from the crack.

"My mother!"

On the dance floor, those disco dancers hadn't recovered from the scene of the seventh kill, and when they saw Lin Bei's hand again, their eyes were straightened, and those who were close to the crack were even more frightened. His hands were still waving mechanically, like dancing zombies.

"You can't run away."

Leaping forward, his figure landed on the dance floor, Lin Bei snorted coldly.

He stomped on the ground, stretched out his hand to inhale, and grabbed many wine bottles in the bar.

"Slap" a finger snap.

Those wine bottles exploded "bang", "bang", "bang", and the wine sprayed out with a "crash", Lin Bei flicked his fingers, and a spark fell into the splashing wine.

"boom!"

In the ballroom, shocking flames exploded out, causing the customers to scream, but the flames did not spread around, nor did they ignite any objects, but turned into violent explosions driven by Lin Bei. A red flame dragon.

This red flame dragon danced and writhed in the bar, lighting up the entire nightclub, and those neon lights were eclipsed by this fiery flame.

"This, this, this..."

On the second floor, the young model named "Dan Dan" froze on the spot when she saw Zhe Mu, like an artistic statue, with a pair of white and slender tender legs trembling faintly, and her face looked mournful.

Yao Dong'an, Bing Shao and the others even had their eyeballs pop out of shock. Lin Bei's move was too gorgeous and shocking!
Those customers who were still sitting in their seats were already sitting on wax, their eyes were numbly staring at Lin Bei who was surrounded by fire dragons, and they were speechless in a daze.

"Go!"

Lin Bei flicked his finger, and the flame dragon around him shot out suddenly, and flew to the sky in an instant, like a long rope of red flames, enveloping the fleeing seventh kill!