Chapter 90 Get Used to Vomiting

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Strong, too strong!

Only then did Zhao Qingya realize the strength of Lin Huan.

He first fired two shots within a second, headshot the two men in black, then turned around and fired a shot, then headshot the man in black who was shooting wildly with a micro-punch, and finally sneaked into the monitoring room with invisibility At the door, one shot killed the man in black hiding under the table.

Such a neat, powerful and unparalleled way of doing things made her, an agent who has been specially trained for many years, a little unimaginable.

How many secrets does Lin Huan still have?

"vomit"

After finishing off the last threatening enemy, Lin Huan could no longer suppress the negative impact brought about by the first killing, and lay down on the ground and retched.

Killing people is not easy to say, and it is even more difficult to do. Let alone whether it can be successful, the psychological pressure faced when doing this thing alone is enough to crush most people.

And those who killed four people in a row like Lin Huan were even rarer. What's more, the impact of the headshot of the bullet is extremely strong, and it is not easy for him to endure it until now.

Zhao Qingya was taken aback, she didn't understand why Lin Huan suddenly retched. Could it be the first time he killed someone? But how is this possible?

It's just that now is not the time for doubts, she has to comfort Lin Huan first: "Lin Huan, what happened today is unavoidable, don't put too much psychological pressure on you."

"vomit"

Lin Huan retched for a while, and finally suppressed the nausea and said: "It's okay, I'm used to vomiting, vomit..."

In fact, he didn't have any psychological burden for killing these four Japanese people. In this case, it's either you die or I live. If this is the case, of course he has to act first.

It's just that the headshot just now was too bloody, he couldn't help but want to vomit!

Zhao Qingya sighed again, knowing that only Lin Huan could handle this kind of thing, no matter what she said, it would not be of much use.

It wasn't much better when she killed someone for the first time. It took her three full days to eat her first bite of food.

Besides, now is not a good time to comfort him, don't forget that there are still six white coats hiding outside.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingya said: "You rest here for a while, I will find the remaining six enemies."

Lin Huan waved his hand and continued to retch.

As Zhao Qingya analyzed, those six white coats were just technicians, and she managed to control them without much effort.

"Where did this rope come from?"

At this moment, Lin Huan finally stopped retching, and when he came out and saw the six white coats tied up in a string, he was stunned.

How could there be such a long rope in this underground laboratory? Could it be that these Dongying people still have a habit of playing with bondage and temptation?

I saw Zhao Qingya took out the pocket on the tactical uniform and said, "It was taken out from here."

Lin Huan asked in surprise, "Why do you have so many strange things in your pocket, like Doraemon?"

"... Is it strange to carry a rope with you?" Zhao Qingya gave him a blank look, and then said, "Stop being silly here, you are here looking at these people, I will save Zhao Tong and the others."

As soon as Zhao Qingya left, Lin Huan sized up the white coats with a sullen face. The ages of these people varied from young people in their twenties to middle-aged people in their forties or fifties.

At this moment, these people all had extremely panicked expressions on their faces. They looked at Lin Huan in horror, not knowing what fate awaited them next.

Although he doesn't understand Japanese, his English is still good after training in the United States. With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Lin Huan asked in English, "Are you all from Dongying?"

Sure enough, a young man wearing glasses understood Lin Huan's question and quickly replied in English: "Yes, we are all from Dongying."

Lin Huan suppressed the anger in his heart and asked viciously, "What have you done to my compatriots?"

The man with glasses replied: "We are just developing a new drug here. In order to save money, we hired a few homeless people to do clinical trials."

"Why don't you ask you Dongying people to test the medicine?!" The anger in Lin Huan's heart finally exploded, and he raised his foot and kicked the man with glasses, directly kicking him to the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Qingya, who had gone to rescue Zhao Tong and the others, turned back and said with a solemn expression: "They are all in a coma now, and there is no way to leave here."

Lin Huan frowned: "This is really difficult, can't we recite them one by one?"

Zhao Qingya shook her head, then looked at the Dongying people, and asked in Japanese, "What medicine did you give them, and where is the antidote?"

A middle-aged man with a goatee hesitated and replied: "We have developed a new medicine for colds. This medicine contains sleeping ingredients. They will wake up naturally after sleeping for a few hours."

After listening to his answer, Zhao Qingya smiled mockingly.

Lin Huan couldn't understand Japanese. After listening to Zhao Qingya's translation, he was furious and said, "Does this bastard treat us as idiots? New medicines for colds need to be developed secretly in such a ghostly place?"

Excited, Lin Huan took out a gun and put it on the goatee's head, and said angrily, "Tell me, what kind of medicine did you develop? Let's not say that my master shot you to death!"

Under the threat of death, the man with the goatee showed a look of fear, but he kept his mouth shut and did not speak.

At this moment, the alloy door that required an iris scan to enter was opened from the outside, and then a man in a black samurai uniform walked in.

"Mingkang-jun!"

"Mingkang Jun is here, we are saved!"

Even though Lin Huan and Zhao Qingya pointed guns at them, the six Dongying people still couldn't help but cheered in a low voice with excitement, as if this man who appeared suddenly must have the ability to rescue them.

At this time, Lin Huan had already aimed his gun at the man in the samurai uniform. At the same time, his pupils shrank and he exclaimed, "It's you?!"

The person who came was Ming Kang Jiansi who raced with him on Weiming Mountain that day!

I saw Ming Kang Jiansi wearing a black samurai uniform, a samurai sword hanging from his waist, and clogs on his feet, and said calmly: "I didn't expect it to be you."

Tonight, he was racing with people on the nearby highway with Aso Eagle, but he suddenly received an alarm from the underground laboratory, and then he drove here immediately.

After he opened the alloy door carefully, he found that the intruder was Lin Huan, who beat him in the car that night!

"Be careful, he should be from Dongpu Shadow, and his strength is not weak."

The strong will have an aura that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and Zhao Qingya, who has experienced many battles, quickly feels this aura from the opponent.

A man who can face a black pistol without changing his face, his strength will not be much worse after all.