"This kid runs really fast!"
In the deep alley, Iwata and the others chased relentlessly.
It was not until they arrived at a remote dead end that Lin Yu's figure at the front stopped.
Looking at the dead end in front of him, Iwata panted as he leaned against the wall. A smug and cold smile appeared on his face.
"Run!"
"Run again, you brat!”
"This is a dead end. Even if you grow wings, you won't be able to escape today!”
Originally, Iwata was still a little worried about Lin Yu's extremely strange sword technique. However, in such a dead end, they were all carrying steam tanks.
At this distance, Lin Yu couldn't even get close to them, let alone use his sword technique. He would be turned into a sieve by their steam cylinder and wouldn't pose any threat to them.
Following Iwata's words, the samurai beside him had cruel smiles on their faces as they raised the steam cylinder in their hands and aimed at Lin Yu's figure.
"Don't beat him to death. Lord Tiao Di still wants to see this guy.”
"Don't worry, don't you know our marksmanship?”
The few of them sized up Lin Yu unscrupulously and did not put him in their eyes at all. In their eyes, this kid was already a turtle in a jar without any room for resistance.
"Chi…"
The sound of machinery running could be heard from the backpack engine behind him. The steam was quickly compressed through the pipe connected to the steam cylinder.
"Kacha."
The group pulled the safety on the steam cylinder and made a few crisp sounds. They aimed at Lin Yu's figure and seemed to be ready to shoot.
Iwata stood at the side, holding a steam cylinder in his hand. He placed the crosshair firmly on Lin Yu.
However, for some reason, even though he had the advantage and the initiative, he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
He tightened his grip on the steam cylinder, as if this could give him a sense of security.
'As long as I defeat this fellow and bring him back, Lord Tiao Di should not punish me…'
Iwata thought silently. Just as he was thinking about all sorts of things, Lin Yu's figure, which had not moved before, moved.
He reached behind him and took out a long object.
Because the surrounding environment was dark and the distance was far, Iwata couldn't see what Lin Yu took out at all.
However, he knew that the moment Lin Yu held the long object, a chill from the bottom of his heart swept through his entire body, and his hair stood on end.
"Shoot!"
Thinking back to the overwhelming strength he had when he faced Lin Yu, Iwata didn't have time to hesitate and shouted without hesitation.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
Although Iwata's order caught them off guard, the others still reacted and fired at Lin Yu.
For a moment, the alley was filled with the shrill whistling of bullets.
He listened to the sound of the wind approaching him and the bullet that flashed past his eyes.
Lin Yu did not look flustered at all. In fact, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly in this critical situation.
"Swoosh."
The sound of cloth being torn suddenly rang out in the alley.
The dark clouds that covered the moon in the sky were blown away by a noisy night wind at this moment. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the dark alley.
Under the bright moonlight, the alley became bright, and Iwata could clearly see Lin Yu's figure holding a long sword.
Why does he have a saber?
Iwata's heart tightened as he looked at the glistening saber under the moonlight. As a samurai, he naturally knew how much a saber could improve a swordsman's swordsmanship.
However, before he could shoot again, the scene in front of him made his pupils shrink.
Lin Yu's lips curled into a cold smile. He stomped on the ground fiercely, and his slightly lowered figure rushed out like a cheetah.
The hard bluestone ground rapidly cracked like a spider web under this huge force.
The long saber in his hand drew a mournful saber light in the air and hacked at the oncoming bullet.
The long saber cut through the air, making a terrifying whimper.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the bullet was so fast that it could not be seen clearly. However, in Lin Yu's eyes, it was so slow.
"Clang!"
"Dang dang dang…"
A series of crisp metallic sounds rang out.
Under the shocked gazes of Iwata and his group, Lin Yu calmly cut off all the bullets that were shot at him.
The bullet that had been split into two no longer had any lethality and fell to the ground weakly.
"This... How is this possible?"
One of them subconsciously exclaimed in disbelief.
At such a close distance, he used the long knife in his hand to split the bullet that was shot at him.
He had never even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it. It was simply a fantasy.
However, regardless of whether they believed it or not, the reality was right in front of them.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Iwata was the first to react at this moment. Having already experienced Lin Yu's extremely terrifying sword technique once, his ability to accept it was clearly much stronger than the others.
Even so, in just a few breaths of time, Lin Yu had already arrived in front of them.
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