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This person is also amazing.

His arms were crippled, and he didn't lose his fighting power at all.

Instead, he turned into a dragon and snake, roaming and flying, and his legs became swords and guns.

Its tenacity and strength are actually three points stronger than that of Xueshou Bu Shen.

"Ha ha……"

Yang Lin chuckled lightly.

He didn't let go of Russell while carrying him, his footsteps were weak, his body was already like a fierce tiger, holding a strong wind, he didn't retreat but advanced.

With one leg on the ground, the other kicked like an arrow.

Pull out a shadow.

Others can forget.

He never forgot.

Plum Blossom Boxing sounds like a boxing technique, and dancing is like a sword technique, but it is actually good at leg techniques.

Stepping on the nine palaces and gossip, the legs are like lightning and thunder.

Kicked out, and just as the middle-aged Dragon Form Fist was changing his moves, he kicked him on the tailbone.

Snapped……

Like crushing a balloon.

There was a crackling sound of bones.

The leg knife cut off by the middle-aged man suddenly softened and completely lost its strength.

When he attacked, his body flew into the air, unable to cope in time, his spine was broken by a kick, the central nervous system of his body was out of balance, and feces and urine flowed out...

His body collapsed to the ground like a dead snake, with blood gurgling from his mouth.

There is only air out, no air in.

Only then did Yang Lin let out a long breath, and looked at Russell in his hand with a half-smile.

"What else do you have to say?"

"Say, say, say what?"

Russell was so frightened that he couldn't even understand what he said.

asked long-windedly.

"If you don't want to say it, you don't need to say it."

Yang Lin shook his head.

With a slight increase in strength, the white officer was about to be crushed to death.

I have the smallest mind, and I didn't care about it before, but it doesn't mean I have forgotten it.

If you dare to draw misfortune and plot against me, you will naturally have to bear the consequences.

very fair.

"stop……"

There was a shout in the distance, and the sound of the gun being pulled on the bolt was heard all over the place.

A mass of dark figures rushed out from the deep twilight.

All were dressed in black uniforms and wide-brimmed hats.

In an instant, this group of people was lined up in rows.

Someone was kneeling on the ground, aiming a rifle.

Someone was holding a pistol with both hands outstretched, and his feet were half bent, running wildly, and surrounded him in a fan shape.

Chapter 066

"Bold thief, dare to kidnap Princess Yingjili, it is an unforgivable crime."

After a group of patrolmen rushed over to set up a siege position, they saw a middle-aged fat man with a mustache come out.

This man didn't wear a hat, his hair was mostly bald, and he didn't have a smile on his face. He looked like a Maitreya Buddha.

He waved his folding fan and gave orders, with a frown on his brow, looking very dignified.

Seeing this posture, Yang Lin immediately figured out some previous doubts.

Judging by the attire and the strength of the troops, it couldn't be someone else who came here, but Chief Detective Huang Jingyun, who is now in Shanghai's heyday of the police station against China.

Legend has it that this fat man has hands and eyes all over the sky.

Not only is he very comfortable with foreigners such as Britain, France and Japan, but in general, he is obedient to him.

Moreover, this fat man is very resourceful. During the process of handling the case, he took advantage of his power to recruit many counselors and thugs, and even had an unclear relationship with the Qing Gang.

According to rumors, his face in the Qing Gang is so good that he can basically be regarded as wearing a pair of trousers.

That is to say, Chief Inspector Huang Jingyun, in Shanghai, can be said to be very good at both black and white, with many people and guns under his command, and a wide range of people.

Princess Yingjili came to China to play, and was targeted and kidnapped. Of course, he is the one who is most likely to rescue her, and it can only be him.

This is another great achievement.

Rescue the little British princess, even the British royal family has to owe him a lot of favor.

"Sure enough, he is the only one who can solve these major cases involving foreign dignitaries..."

As Yang Lin thought about it, he understood what was going on.

If you are a local in this era, you might sigh that Chief Detective Huang is clever and capable.

However, from another era, uncover the fog of history, and look at Chief Inspector Huang again, and you will understand that many people have played this way in history, and most of them have achieved very good results.

From ancient times to the present, this kind of dirty method that cannot be put on the table has always been useful.

For example, "Raise bandit self-respect", such as "Officials and Bandit Collusion", such as "Deceive the superior and conceal the inferior", if a series of double reeds are sung, Inspector Huang will surely rise with the tide.

The change of status, the more you can protect more...

Then, be able to cover the sky with one hand.

Because of his good relationship with foreigners, he can do things that the court can't do.

Things that various organizations can't do, also ask to come to his door.

With all kinds of favors, no matter how shameless he is, he has to sell him some face.

Don't look at this man's smile like a Maitreya Buddha, his methods are not as gentle as his appearance.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin knew that there was basically no need for much conversation with this manipulative underground controller in Shanghai Bund.

Because, I broke his plan.

It's already done.

The best "thief" is of course a dead "thief".

He had no doubt that the next moment, the other party would greet the patrols and arresters.

There are more than a hundred people with long guns and short guns, and now he is standing on the open ground, and his flesh and blood can't stop the bullets, so there is no life left.

The only way is hard top.

Anyway, the pants have been torn, and I don't care about a big fight, it depends on who can't hold their last breath.

"well said."

Yang Lin followed up with the fat man's words, and before he could continue to scold him, he immediately shouted loudly.

"Russell is a man who has the guts to collude with Northwest swordsmen and kidnap the princess... He also joined forces with gangsters to kill the people. He deserves death and is unforgivable..."

He was practicing internal organs for the first time at this time, and he covered his whole body with a mouthful of frosty breath. After drinking heavily, the sound really shook the wilderness.

Everything inside and out can be heard clearly.

Everyone's movements froze.

Then, I saw his fingers increase slightly, and there was a slight click.

The joyful expression on Russell's face that he had escaped from death had not completely faded away before he tilted his body and slowly fell to the ground.

The seven orifices bleed, and the larynx is broken.

died.

"what……"

Only then did Princess Marilyn realize that the young man beside her was not as submissive as the Chinese people she usually saw.

Say kill, kill.

He really dared to kill, and he didn't care what the identity of the person he killed was, what would be the consequences if he killed him?

The previous warm words and banquets turned out to be all illusions.

She couldn't help but backed away.

The body trembled slightly.

This time it was not excitement, but a little fear.

Fatty Huang's face also turned ashen, and his face jumped a few times, squinting his eyes, and said coldly: "Very well, this is the first time I have seen someone kill someone in front of me, and it was a foreign friend... ...ready, open..."

The patrolmen held their breath, and only waited for an order to beat Yang Lin into a hornet's nest.

At this moment, a gunshot that shook the ears suddenly rang out first.

Beside Huang Jingyun, a skinny old man who looked like he couldn't wake up, and kept smoking with his head down, suddenly moved.

The tobacco rod in his hand had become invisible at some point, and a pair of skinny claws had already reached the fat man's shoulders, and pulled him behind him at an extremely fast speed.

whoosh...

The bullet passed by, drawing a thin bloodstain on Huang Jingyun's cheek, and hit the willow tree behind him with a puff.

The sawdust flew flying, and a fist-like pothole burst out.

Almost broke the tree.

Someone actually shot Huang Jingyun.

There was a chaos in the field, and even the formation could hardly be maintained.

Following the sharp gaze of the smoking old man, Wang Xiaoqiao got out of the carriage and blew on the muzzle of the silver pistol in his hand, the smoke gradually faded away.

"Inspector Huang, these days, your old man is not being raised in the mansion. Instead, you are tired of running around in the wind and rain, and you are not afraid of hard work?"

"It's you... Wang Xiaoqiao."

Huang Jingyun was still in shock. He glanced at the old man with gratitude, but he didn't dare to poke his head out. He just quietly hid behind the patrols and asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that you also participated in this kidnapping case?"

"Inspector Huang was joking, our group rushed from Hangzhou to Shanghai, and we were traveling all the way without stopping, so how can we have time to participate in such important cases?

Didn't the third young master Yang say that just now?If it weren't for us to take action, Princess Marilyn would have fallen into the hands of tigers and wolves. "

He was talking like this, but the two guns in his hands kept turning back and forth. When the muzzles of the guns stopped, they were always aimed at Huang Jingyun's direction, whether intentionally or not, making people unable to relax for a moment.

However, Huang Jingyun did not dare to order his subordinates to turn their guns and focus on attacking Wang Xiaoqiao.

Because, he knew that this person was a well-known anarchist, and he only looked at his mood when he shot and killed people, and he didn't care about the consequences.

Moreover, he also has the background of the Tongxin Association, and he looks like a loner, with an unknown number of people standing behind him.

If he really offended him to death, he might stare at him day and night, even if he wasn't afraid, he would be annoyed to death.

Literati are not to be feared, but they are very talkative.

For Huang Jingyun, that's all there is to offend, it's nothing more than infamy, and it doesn't hurt or itch.

Warriors are not to be feared, he has many formidable masters under his command, he can even mobilize the gang indirectly, or invite foreign troops to take action.

Warriors are also very particular about the rules of the rivers and lakes, and they do things straightforwardly. If they really want to rely on their flesh and blood to fight against the huge power of his subordinates, that is to seek their own death.

However, a night killer like Wang Xiaoqiao, who is very skilled and never behaves, but Minglu makes people scratch their heads.