When Lin Fan and Song Monong arrived at this small village, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the sound of the downpour nonstop, a layer of rain mist gradually shrouding the air, making it difficult to see objects beyond ten meters!

Lin Fan took a brief nap in the car. As soon as Song Monong stopped the car, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two cold glints flashed through them, exceptionally chilly!

"Have we arrived?" Lin Fan asked lazily.

"Yes!"

Song Monong nodded and immediately took out her phone to make a call, casually giving some instructions!

Soon enough, a young man wearing a raincoat walked over in the pouring rain, came up to the car, and gently knocked on the window.

Without hesitation, Song Monong immediately rolled down the window halfway, and this young man turned out to be the subordinate she sent to surveil Du Qi.

"Young lady." The young man called out respectfully.

"How's the situation?" Song Monong asked in a tense voice.

"Rest assured, young lady, they're all inside and haven't left, though they are equipped with high-powered gear," the young man said hurriedly.

Hearing this, Song Monong's beautiful willowy eyebrows immediately furrowed, her expression turning three degrees heavier!

Guns, for someone of Song Monong's status, were nothing to be amazed by, but high-powered gear was different; they were devastating weapons!

"Alright, you can leave now. After you return, I'll have someone put a large sum of money into your account," Song Monong said.

"Thank you, young lady."

The young man thanked her and then turned to leave, soon disappearing into the dense rain mist!

"They are equipped with advanced gear, what should we do?" Song Monong asked Lin Fan in a heavy tone.

"When soldiers come, use generals; when water comes, use earth. If people seek death, I'll send them to their death," Lin Fan smiled lazily, his face full of ease.

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from!"

Song Monong cast Lin Fan a sidelong glance in annoyance, thinking he was just comforting himself!

Faced with twenty or so well-equipped maniacs who roll on the edge of knives year-round, Song Monong truly didn't believe Lin Fan wasn't afraid!

Yet... Song Monong was mistaken!

Years ago abroad, when Lin Fan was cornered by dozens of mercenaries in the mountains, he managed to leave calmly by ripping open a bloody path with just a sniper rifle, ten bullets, and a dagger!

Twenty or so mercenaries... Though Lin Fan wouldn't relax his vigilance, he certainly felt no dread!

Afterward, Song Monong turned around, took a black suitcase from the back seat, placed it on her legs, and opened it to reveal an array of weapons, all sorts, which weren't surprising for someone of her status.

"What weapon do you need? The enemy has high-powered weapons, you must carry one too," Song Monong said in a tense voice.

"There's no need," Lin Fan suddenly said.

"Why?"

Song Monong looked up curiously at Lin Fan, puzzled, only to see him with not a hint of a battle-ready posture, but rather as relaxed as someone going to a cinema to watch a comedy!

Lin Fan didn't explain, and after scanning the suitcase's contents, casually picked up a domestic pistol. His fingers moved like a dance, assembling a pile of parts in three blinks.

Witnessing this, Song Monong couldn't help but show some surprise, feeling as if Lin Fan was performing magic with his assembly speed, and she found it hard to fathom how many times a person had to train to achieve such quick assembly speed!

"Though this pistol is powerful, its range doesn't compare to the Desert Eagle. I recommend using the Desert Eagle," Song Monong suggested.

"There's no need! Any gun will do."

Lin Fan shrugged indifferently, then tucked the pistol into his waist and put three magazines into his pocket!

"Stay here obediently, I'll be back within half an hour!"

Lin Fan gently touched Song Monong's pretty face, kissed her delicate cherry lips, then donned a raincoat and stepped out of the car!

Free-spirited! Dominant!

...

The rain grew heavier, the bean-sized raindrops hitting Lin Fan's raincoat, making "pattering" sounds, as if heralding the onset of war!

Lin Fan was fleet-footed, swiftly darting through the rain, stepping on the ground, splashing water, while the hairs on his body stood up, like radar, scanning the surroundings to prevent any danger!

Soon, Lin Fan crossed the rain and mist, arriving in front of the house where Du Qi and his men were.

"Swish,"

Lin Fan's eyes swept around sharply like a radar, finding no other ambushes.

It seemed the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps had little regard for this mission; otherwise, the door would not only be guarded by two sentinels!

"The Wolf Head Corps is surely arrogant, it seems the rankings need a reshuffle!"

Lin Fan's gaze locked on the two guards at the door, his eyes suddenly flashing a cold light!

Swish~

The next second, Lin Fan turned into a black shadow, instantly rushing towards the two guards!

These two guards weren't ordinary bodyguards, having survived numerous life-and-death battles, their reaction speed was exceptionally quick, and as Lin Fan approached, it immediately drew their attention!

"Who are you? Stop immediately!" a burly black man shouted angrily, raising his gun toward Lin Fan.

But Lin Fan didn't say a word, only speeding up. Within a blink, Lin Fan had already reached two meters of the burly black men!

"Not good! We're under attack, notify the captain quickly!" the burly black man shouted urgently.

The other person dared not hesitate, quickly taking out a whistle and putting it in his mouth, the mercenary's special way of transmitting information, conveying messages to comrades through different whistle rhythms!

However, Lin Fan wouldn't give him a chance to blow the whistle. His arm extended like lightning, grabbing the burly man's throat. As soon as he blew out a "woof," Lin Fan's hand twisted forcefully, producing a crisp "crack," instantly breaking his throat open!

"Damn! You're asking for death!"

Seeing his companion killed, the black man roared ferociously, raising his gun to aim at Lin Fan's head!

Unfortunately, despite the speed, Lin Fan had never feared anyone in this regard. At the very moment the black man raised his gun, Lin Fan had already acted.

He raised his gun-wielding arm, the muzzle exuding death aura, resting against the man's forehead!

Bang~

The piercing gunshot echoed!

Without waiting for the black man to react, Lin Fan decisively pulled the trigger, the bullet instantly shooting into the man's forehead and then piercing out from the back of his head, splattering a burst of blood!

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