President of Supreme Soldier Wang Qiao

After reading this message, Lin Yuan's curiosity was completely ignited. There is still someone so weird that he took the initiative to tell himself that he would assassinate him.

Lin Yuan immediately sent back a short message to the other party, only two words: "Wait for me."

After breakfast, Lin Yuan lied to Qin Nianrui that he had something to do, and then took a taxi to the western suburbs of Binjiang City.

The seaside in the western suburbs of Binjiang City has not yet been developed because the roads are not smooth. There are few people on this beach, which is in stark contrast to the bustling Binjiang City.

On the seaside in the western suburbs, there is a lighthouse that has been in disrepair for a long time. This lighthouse is already very dilapidated, making the entire beach look even more dilapidated.

Under the lighthouse, there is a man sitting at this time. This man has a trendy broken hair that Korean men like to flow most. He is wearing a set of trendy clothes that are also Korean style. He is completely a Korean model, and he looks very trendy. .

I saw this man sitting under the lighthouse, holding a cigarette in his hand, blowing the sea breeze, and looking at the sea with a calm expression.

He is Park Zhendong, the fearsome killer king. In the killer world, basically no one knows his reputation, and those powerful people who like to use dark means to solve problems also know his name.

For Park Zhendong, he no longer needs to prove his strength. He deserves the title of King of Killers in Asia.

Now, his view of the profession of killer is different from other killers.

For him, it's not about money to accept the task now, it's not that as long as the money given is enough, he will accept the task.When he accepts the mission now, what he wants to see is whether the mission is challenging and whether the target to be assassinated is a master.

When Park Zhendong just received this mission, he actually refused it. Asking him to assassinate a white-collar worker would be like killing a chicken with a bull's knife. If it spread, people would laugh at him.

It's just that after seeing the video of Lin Yuan challenging the Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts, he immediately became interested and took this task, because it was an interesting action for him.

The reason why Park Zhendong asked Lin Yuan out directly was because he hoped to confront him face to face, otherwise he would assassinate Lin Yuan. He felt that he didn't even need to get close to him, and he would have killed him with a single bullet. , so boring.

Fighting face-to-face with masters is only fun.

Park Zhendong was sitting under the lighthouse, when suddenly a puddle of seagull droppings fell on his shoulders, Park Zhendong frowned tightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became cold.

He touched his waist with his right hand, then quickly pulled out a pistol, raised his head, and locked onto a seagull, the one that shit on his shoulder just now.

The seagull looked at Park Zhendong and looked at himself. It seemed that he had realized the danger. He immediately took off and flew towards the beach.

Park Zhendong raised his right hand pistol and clicked the trigger. A loud bang resounded throughout the seaside. The seagull flying in the air was hit like this, and then fell headlong into the sea.

With the sound of his gunshot, other seagulls on the lighthouse flew up one after another, looking majestic and magnificent.

Park Zhendong touched his waist with his left hand, and in an instant there was an extra pistol. With both guns in his hand, he raised the pistol, and then quickly clicked the trigger.

bang bang bang...

A series of bullets flew into the air, and then the seagulls flying and fleeing in the air fell to the beach one after another.

None of his bullets were wasted, and all the bullets hit the seagull.

If anyone was here, they would be dumbfounded when they saw this scene. This marksmanship is simply more terrifying than a hundred-step piercer. The three words sharpshooter are not worthy of the marksmanship he showed just now, it is simply incredible.

All of a sudden, there were more than a dozen dead seagulls on the sea, and no seagulls dared to approach the lighthouse at all.

That Pu Zhendong took out a piece of paper, wiped the bird droppings on his shoulders, then sat down on the ground again, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

His marksmanship is just one of his skills, and his kung fu is what he is proud of.

Lin Yuan, I hope your kung fu is as strong as the client said, otherwise I will be very angry if you let me go for nothing. I am very angry, and the consequences will be very serious.

After half an hour like this, Lin Yuan came here with his car. He parked the car more than ten meters away from Park Zhendong, then got out of the car and walked towards him slowly.

He felt very curious that the young man in a typical Korean costume in front of him would actually tell himself that he was going to kill him, and even ask him out. He wanted to see what kind of medicine this man was selling in his gourd.

Park Zhendong, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, then looked at Lin Yuan, and said in English: "Here we are, I hope you can understand English."

Lin Yuan's previous soul team was located in the United States and Europe, so of course he could understand English.

"Of course, tell me, who asked you to kill me?" Lin Yuan asked straight to the point.

Park Zhendong stared at Lin Yuan with a mocking expression, and then said: "In my heart, you Huaxia people have no language talent. I didn't expect your English to be quite standard. It seems that your blood There must be our Korean genes in it, otherwise it would be impossible to say so well."

Park Zhendong is actually a person who has very serious regional discrimination. In his heart, he discriminates against Chinese people from the bottom of his heart. He thinks that Chinese people are a group of barbarians and uncivilized people. Otherwise, why would Japanese people say that Chinese people are Chinese? As for people, because China means uncivilized barbarians in the Japanese language.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold. Although he has been away from Huaxia for many years, his roots are still in Huaxia, his blood is still flowing in Huaxia, he is still from Huaxia, and he still loves this country.

The Korean in front of him now dared to insult the Chinese in this way. Lin Yuan couldn't swallow it no matter what.

He said coldly: "China has a history of more than 5000 years. How long is your history in Korea? Go back and read the history books carefully. Let's talk about it. We Chinese are the ancestors of you Koreans."

Park Zhendong said to Lin Yuan with contempt and anger: "Very good, Lin Yuan, you have successfully angered me, I will let you experience what real pain is, and become my target, it is best The only end is to die, because those who are alive will live a life worse than death!"