Chapter 84: Collision!

It turned out that when Fang Lin was waiting in the smoking lounge, he had quietly spread his mental power to the leather soles. However, he did not wipe away the enemy's mental power, but only vaguely wrapped it with a It was a trap, so the hidden spiritual power expert was not aware of it at all.

The two French reporters had just thrown the shoes away, and the man with hidden mental power was about to use his mental power to control the flight of the shoes, but suddenly another huge and powerful mental power suddenly appeared, with a powerful force. Unintentionally doing mental calculations, he completely squeezed out his mental power and completely took over the direction of the leather shoes!

When the leather shoe accurately hit the target's face, which was of course the face of the target designated by Fang Lin in advance, Fang Lin had already stood up, pressed his hand on the back of the chair, and the black windbreaker behind him fluttered like bird wings. Standing up, he jumped out with great ease.

The nearby terrain is already familiar to Fang Lin in his heart! After he landed on the ground, he squatted deeply with inertia. The muscles in his legs froze for a few seconds as if springs were compressed, and then suddenly flew out. The body leans forward almost parallel to the ground.

In this crowded terminal, Fang Lin did not have any physical contact with anyone. He was as nimble as a fish swimming among the water plants, but his movements were as fast as a fish hunting on the African savannah. The vigorous cheetah was eating, stretched out its sharp claws, and exposed its sharp white teeth!

He jumped directly into a taxi, and Lin Yinxiu ran after him, dragged the driver out, threw a bunch of euros in his face and started the engine immediately! The two of them cooperated seamlessly. Fang Lin pressed his left hand on the smooth and delicate back of the beautiful lady Lin. The movements of the surrounding things and the calculated data were completely displayed in her mind! The taxi's tires made a screeching sound. White smoke billowed and rolled, and it started at high speed within three seconds, accelerating to more than 100 kilometers in a short time.

The whole taxi jumped up more than one meter high along the slope of the flower stand next to it, and a long string of sparks were scraped off the ground of the taxi, which flew directly into the rolling traffic next to it.

Fang Lin closed his eyes, and the light blue mental barrier spread out. After collecting and summarizing various data, Fang Lin finally calculated and directly provided the driving location plan to Lin Yinxiu. Although the three French reporters had already arranged an escape route, they were now being tracked by Fang Lin like a tarsal maggot. It turned out to be impossible to get rid of!

"The other party doesn't know my existence yet." Fang Lin said lightly. "I have been successfully misled by my previous behavior. The person with spiritual power attached to his shoes has been identified as the work of the National Security Bureau."

Lin Yinxiu skillfully controlled the vehicle and drove wildly on the street, saying:

"Can the identity of the other party be determined? Is he a reincarnator?"

"It's hard to judge." Fang Lin frowned and said: "It may be reincarnation, but it does not rule out that there are also powerful spiritual experts in the real world... For example, it feels very much like the mysterious Tibetan esoteric sect to me. Lama. They are good at initiations. It is possible that the spiritual boy they create can compete with me in terms of spiritual power."

"The most important thing is. These lamas also have the motive to do this!"

During the intense and exciting racing, Lin Yinxiu's black waterfall-like straight hair hung down her back, flying in the strong wind. Her black hair was thick and shiny, and was permed into curls at the very end. At the edge of the hair cluster. The thin and long rod-shaped metal earrings under the ears are shining brightly. Because there is sometimes light behind them, the clothes that are originally quite conservative and reserved leave a gap between the clothes and the skin. Tight, everything was reflected clearly, exquisite and embossed, she was sitting there driving the car, but every inch of her skin was telling her sexiness and temptation that was better than sound. Fang Lin looked at Lin Yinxiu who was focused on driving, and suddenly felt that his eyes had become very greedy, and at the same time he felt a heat rising from his lower abdomen. Lin Yinxiu also felt his burning eyes and gave him a charming look. But he continued to concentrate on driving.

Both cars were traveling extremely fast, chasing each other one behind the other. The French police had no intention of pursuing the "suspect" beforehand, and they even received disguised instructions to be passive and slow in their work. So after traveling for so long, it has turned into a chase between the two parties!

After driving to a remote harbor warehouse area, the speed of the car ahead slowed down. Turn into a warehouse area where containers are piled up. Fang Lin frowned slightly, and the two of them immediately kicked the car door open and rushed out to the left and right. As a result, the taxi that lost control had just driven out for less than five seconds when it was shot into a sieve by three men with wild fire. Black smoke was billowing from the taxi, which was on fire, and it crashed into a nearby container. Then a grenade turned it into burning fragments all over the sky!

What kind of characters are Lin Yinxiu and Fang Lin. As soon as they landed on the ground, they rolled forward and jumped out, and the scorching debris flew past their cheeks. In such a desperate situation that would have been fatal to ordinary people, the two of them just looked at each other and smiled while running at high speed! Beauty Lin's hand reached to her waist and she took out half a baton-like thing. It was shiny with silver. She turned her wrist and she had already grasped the elegant silver thorn tightly in her fair and delicate fingers. sword!

This weapon was made by the E.S Consortium after careful design. Ordinary metal detectors can't detect it at all. Lin Yinxiu's speed is so fast that she stabbed out with a long sword and ran in front of a gunman! The slender sword stabbed the bullet that was originally fired at the muzzle back alive, and then stabbed straight into the barrel. The remaining force broke into his throat and cut his carotid artery!

Blood spurted wildly!

Lin Yinxiu waved the silver rapier like a proud swan, knocking away the bullets shot at him one by one. The rapier drew bloody straight lines in the air, greedily plundering the enemy's life!

A battle-hardened gunman saw his bullets being knocked away one by one, and the woman in front of him approached like a dance, and he suddenly felt very cold.

It seemed that this was not autumn, but the night of the coldest season in the three days of the coldest days.

But the surrounding fire was still blazing, and the sun in the sky was still shining brightly.

His mind knew that he couldn't run away, but such a strange incident made his body involuntarily produce the urge to run away. But he had just run two steps, and his body felt stagnant, as if everything around him was still. It was like being caught in a violently rotating vortex, but the vortex was frozen in an instant. He thought it was an illusion, but immediately found that all this had happened!

It was all the reality in front of him.

Then he felt dizzy.

The whole person's head was cut off by Lin Yinxiu's sword, and a column of blood rushed into the sky, gushing out like a fountain. The headless body ran for seven or eight meters before hitting the container and staggering to the ground!

But the remaining gunmen saw this scene. Not only did they not run away, but they attacked Lin Yinxiu even more frantically. Lin Yinxiu pierced the heart of the gunman with a sword, but before he died, the guy opened his arms and hugged her back, revealing his sharp white teeth! Although his face was covered by blood, his true appearance could not be seen clearly. But the fierce aura could be felt anyway.

The battle-hardened Lin Damei certainly could not be injured by the counterattack of this ordinary person, but she felt a familiar feeling from these bodyguards, that is, the walking dead!

"Could it be... that there are not only reincarnations in there, but he can also... that trick?"

Within five minutes. All seven sniper gunmen had died at the hands of Lin Damei! This elegant and beautiful girl in gorgeous clothes killed people with a cruel splendor. The blood soaked the ground like ink.

……….

When Lin Yinxiu intercepted the pursuers for him, Fang Lin was also not idle. He took advantage of the situation and slammed into the warehouse next to him. The car they had been chasing was parked inside.

In the flying bricks and stones that broke through the wall, Fang Lin had seen the three French reporters lying dead on the spot. He was startled, knowing that his opponent was willing to kill him, and was afraid that he had already thought of using the skills in the nightmare world.

When he looked up, he saw a young monk wearing a red lama robe. With his right arm exposed, he was already standing on a container in the distance! The two looked at each other, and at the same time, they both felt "eye injury"!

This young and tough lama was in his prime. The sun shone through the skylight above the warehouse, as if in a worshipful way, on his bronze face. The wind blew, and his monk's robe fluttered in the wind. In addition to this seemingly simple but actually luxurious monk's robe, his upper body was empty, revealing a solid chest muscle. Adding a wild and domineering aura, his muscle lines were clear, and he was condensed with great power. Just looking at his body shape, he had a kind of domineering aura!

At this time, something happened that even Fang Lin did not expect! Two black and fierce eyes flashed on the chest of the young lama! They were actually the eyes tattooed with the mark of nightmare! At the same time, the nightmare mark gave a prompt:

"The enemy has launched a powerful magic charm level 7 against you!"

"Damn! This guy also knows powerful magic charm!" Fang Lin's mind flashed, but he punched the ground heavily, and rolled behind a container with the force, and the dirt and rocks flew. A pair of fierce eyes appeared on his chest. He looked at the other party deeply! The only difference is that the eyes are filled with sky blue flames!

"Powerful magic charm level 7 activated!"

Powerful magic charm vs. powerful magic charm!

In Fang Lin's mind. He can be said to have a sure win, because he is the chosen one, a strong man that even the nightmare world is pursuing! Of course, he is full of confidence, and he has learned from Shanna that after learning other people's powerful magic charms, if they fail, they will suffer a strong backlash, and there is no abnormal effect of mental shock at all!

This guy's mental power is lower than his own, so failure is certain. In other words, he not only has to bear the backlash of skill failure, but also has to accept the dizziness caused by his mental shock! Although there is no bonus from the equipment, the added dizziness time is enough for him to kill him a hundred times!

In the flying red and yellow cassock, both Fang Lin and the young lama were attracted by the fierce eyes on the other's chest at the same time, and they felt as if they were immersed in a deep frozen ocean, and even their bones were frozen and unable to extricate themselves!

But what Fang Lin never expected was. While his powerful magic spell failed to read the opponent's memory, it turned into a mental shock. He also received the nightmare mark:

"The enemy failed to read your memory, and the powerful enchantment spell is converted into a binding spell." prompt!

The effect of the binding spell is similar to the dizziness caused by mental shock, but the actual effect of the binding spell is to trap Fang Lin's mobility. Fang Lin himself is conscious and continues to cause damage to the enemy every 3 seconds. 15 points of physical damage. Lasts up to 12 seconds!

When the mental shock and the binding spell fell on the two hostile men at the same time. The nightmare marks on their chests suddenly flashed and disappeared into their chests. And both of them also received:

"You will not be able to use any skills for 15 minutes!"

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Fang Lin's mind. Finally, we came up with the most reasonable explanation:

"This young lama is actually the chosen one!"

…………..

The first thing this young lama reminds people of is the Potala Palace lying on the top of the snowy field. It is simple, simple, and of course majestic!

This is just what static feels like.

And when this young lama moved, it reminded people of mountains. This mountain is not Ruohua Mountain or Mount Tai, with its steep peaks. There are no steep mountains with solid foundations, but the kind of rolling hills, lying low on the ground in lines. Although they are not outstanding in appearance, they are very stable. Deep and atmospheric.

Both of them are capable of powerful magic, and both have mutated and enhanced effects! And now they have entered the state of "prohibited from using skills"!

This means using physical strength to decide the outcome! Although Fang Lin's blood had been temporarily sealed by the Heavenly Gods at this time, he had always been very confident in himself. Especially after Tevez's gun was damaged. He spends a lot of time in close combat. Once he fights with someone in close combat, even if his attributes don't give him an advantage, he is guaranteed to win.

The two of them were silent and took a few steps back in unison, as if to distance themselves from their opponents.

The young lama took a deep breath, and strangely, he took in more breath. His figure became smaller and smaller, and his face was hidden among the sleeves of the monk's robe that were blown by the wind. Although there was sunlight, his outline could not be illuminated at all. The only thing that was profound and clear was the sudden look in his eyes. A burning red fire.

Fang Lin suddenly felt a chill all over his body as the man approached. He felt like he was facing an extremely ferocious beast in a nightmare world.

A long-lost feeling.

The enemy is at hand. The muscles all over his body relaxed completely. Only the most complete relaxation can unleash the greatest power in an instant.

The young lama staggered towards him.

Seemingly faltering but extremely determined.

And there was a low chanting sound in the air, coming from the lama's pursed lips. It sounded very pious, but if you listen carefully, you can feel that it is very vicious.

Fang Lin didn't know why, he lost consciousness for a while, and suddenly realized that he must have been infected by the evil magic of Tibetan Buddhism. Only then did he realize that his opponent was so close to him, and he even seemed to be able to feel his opponent's heartbeat.

No!

Is it because his heartbeat is synchronized with that of his opponent?

Fang Lin screamed strangely and punched the lama on the approaching shoulder with his backhand!

The latter just shook.

The lama's body surface was hot. Fang Lin hit him on the shoulder, but it was like hitting a piece of red-hot iron. The reaction force bounced back strongly. Fang Lin immediately fully unfolded his body. Running hard, he transformed into an extremely fast black line and launched an extremely fierce offensive around the young lama who was swaying as if he would fall down at any time. For a while, the sound of "crack-crack-crack-crack-plop-plop-papped" continued to sound, and everything was full of laughter. The sound of fists and feet hitting flesh.

The situation seems one-sided.

The lama seemed to have no power to fight back. Or maybe he didn't want to fight back?

But one person's pale face explained such a conclusion very profoundly:

The one who suffered was obviously Fang Lin.

Fang Lin has been attacking.

Every time he hits an enemy, an evil and fiery aura comes from the opponent's body, accumulating in his body. It was as if a sharp blade was cutting and burning on his fist. So much so that his fist quickly became red and swollen.

The lama's face turned redder and redder, as if he was brewing something. He roared wildly and punched Fang Lin head-on!

This punch carried endless terrifying force, and it seemed like a hundred crazy buffaloes crashed into it. This cold and arrogant red lama finally used his housekeeping skills!

His punch didn't look very fast, but Fang Lin couldn't dodge it. His body slumped, blood came out of his mouth, nose, and eyes. The sky was dark in front of him, and he almost broke a few teeth. He heard the sound of his own sweat dripping, and the soft sound of blood dripping.

The other party was also injured.

His own injuries were more serious.

The most frightening thing is that this opponent doesn't seem to take the injury seriously at all. The pain caused by the injury is simply a kind of enjoyment to him. Tantric lamas regard ascetic practice as their livelihood, and it is common for them to kneel down and walk thousands of kilometers around the lake to worship. But the young lama's pair of red eyes that seemed to come from the end of the netherworld were locked on Fang Lin like a curse, as if he wanted to remember the imprint of his soul.

Fortunately, at this time, Miss Lin rushed into the warehouse with a silver stabbing sword. She found that the gunmen she fought with were all like unconscious puppets, and she immediately realized that these people were probably also being powerfully raped. The slave controlled by the magic spell, Fang Lin's situation in the warehouse may not be good.

Her silver stabbing sword suddenly stabbed the fierce young lama in the back. Lin Yinxiu's angle was very precise and it went straight to the heart! But this extremely sharp sword couldn't pierce the lama's robe! The stabbing sword was bent into a bow shape, and Lin Yinxiu's tiger's mouth was crippled so much blood flowed!

It turned out that the monk's robe he was wearing was not an ordinary thing, but a robe that had been enshrined in the Potala Palace for two hundred years. It had received countless pilgrims from extremely pious men and women who worshiped step by step. Of course, wishing is no small matter. Although the stabbing sword in Lin Yinxiu's hand is a high-tech product, it cannot penetrate the thousands of years of mantra and cultural accumulation of Tantric Buddhism!

However, under this stab, the fierce young lama was also greatly shocked. His face turned as red as blood, and he suddenly recited loudly:

"Ommu Muni Muni Ha Muni Ya Ha!"

These thirteen words were read out one by one, and they were like awls piercing into the ears of Fang Lin and Lin Yinxiu. Their faces suddenly turned pale, and they felt a sting in their hearts. They watched the lama step by step. Back away. This place was originally adjacent to the Seine River, and soon the sound of the yacht's engine was heard outside.

After a while, Fang Lin exhaled a long breath and said solemnly:

"It's the Sakyamuni Buddha's mantra... He's reciting the orthodox Sakyamuni Buddha's mantra! Go check his true identity immediately. This person must be the right-hand man of his leader!"