Sitting on a Ducati 848 is a man who is less than 1.8 meters tall, with a slender and lean build, wearing a mask and a duck-billed cap.
It feels like a group of people are having a masquerade party in the wilderness.
This driver, who had been speeding at the highest speed and was wanted by the Jiang City Traffic Police Department, was none other than Lin Fei, who had coincidentally encountered the injured Hei Yun Ge and rushed over in a hurry.
He drove wildly and rushed here, not to save a strange woman, but because of the signature on the distress letter - Lin Yu!
A woman with the same name and surname as him, who was once called his younger sister by his foster parents.
Lin Fei came here just to hold onto a glimmer of hope and see if the woman who also went by Lin Yu was indeed his adoptive parents' daughter.
Although he knew there was little hope, he still chose to take a look without hesitation.
"Are you Lin Yu? Did you write this distress letter?"
Lin Fei handed the unexpected letter of distress to the frightened woman, and she nodded after taking it.
After confirming that the woman in front of him was Lin Yu, Lin Fei not only felt a little excited but also didn't care that they were meeting for the first time or whether she was his sister or not. He blurted out: "Take off your clothes and let me see your chest."
Lin Fei could never forget that he had once accidentally splashed scalding hot water on Lin Yu's chest when she was still young, leaving a scar that would never heal, and one that he too could never forget.
To find out if this woman in front of him named Lin Yu is actually the daughter of his adoptive parents, it's very simple, just take a look at her chest.
Lin Yu listened and her two eyes immediately widened, if she hadn't been injured on her leg and couldn't stand up for a while, she would have liked to go forward and give the scoundrel in front of her a slap.
Is a woman's chest something that men can look at casually? Where did this bastard come from, riding a motorcycle and acting like a hooligan, is he sick?!
Lin Yu's lungs almost exploded from anger.
Not far away, the six masked men looked at each other, without any hesitation, and a flying dart appeared in each of their hands at the same time. Their gaze towards Lin Fei and Lin Yu turned cold.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh......
Twelve flying darts broke through the air and instantly arrived behind Lin Fei, all twelve of them aimed at Lin Fei's vital points.
"Watch your back!"
Lin Yu may have disliked the guy in front of him who was covering his face and acting like a rascal, but he didn't want to see him die right before his eyes either.
She thought that someone who dared to come alone after receiving her distress signal must have some skills, and covering his face was definitely a master hiding among the people.
"Island nation ninjas? A bunch of people who only know how to use some tricks, dodging and hiding like a mouse, not worth worrying about!"
Lin Fei didn't even look at the situation behind him, his right hand suddenly snatched the gun from Lin Yu's hand and fired six shots in a row towards the back, exhausting all the bullets in the gun.
Huh?
What's going on? There were only six bullets in the clip, where did he get the extra bullet from?
What entered his eyes was a scene that made Lin Yu's eyes widen instantly, revealing an unbelievable expression!
That son of a bitch who snatched her gun was still firing after six shots, and the bullets were really whizzing out, rubbing against the waist at the back.
Lin Yu was even more shocked. The two spare magazines at her waist were all gone, and it was clear that when the gun was snatched, the spare magazines were also taken away.
Lin Yu stared with round eyes, trying her best to see clearly, but found that she couldn't even make out Lin Fei's movements, let alone how he changed the magazine in an instant. With great effort, she could only barely catch a glimpse of a residual shadow.
She suddenly thought of the mysterious master who appeared in Jiang City District not long ago and helped the Jiang City police kill three armed thugs.
Ballistic micro-shot!
Lin Yu suddenly became extremely excited, the island nation's ninja hiding in Jiang City, no matter how powerful they were, could only dodge ordinary gunmen, but facing a gun god who mastered micro-trajectory shooting was a different story.
Death is their only choice.
The gunfire stopped, and those six island nation ninjas stood there, as if time had frozen, maintaining their original posture, motionless.
Although their faces were covered, Lin Yu could still see the fear and panic in their eyes at this moment...
Six masked ninjas' eyes widened in shock as they stared at the bullet holes and bloodstains on their chests, with only one thought in mind: Why?
Why is this? They have clearly seen each other's muzzle, and they have avoided each other's muzzle, why is this?
Why did they still get hurt in the end?
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang......
It was as if time, which had been standing still, suddenly returned to normal. The six ninjas almost simultaneously fell to the ground. Each person's eyes were wide open, disbelieving and filled with endless terror.
Lin Yu's face was also filled with incredulity, muttering: "Is this really micro-precision shooting?"
Lin Yu thought he was a well-trained godly gunner, but facing six island nation ninjas, this godly gunner became a blind gunner and couldn't hit the opponent at all.
"Alright, I've taken care of a few mice for you. As a token of gratitude for saving your life, can I take a look at your chest?"
Lin Fei casually tossed the gun back to Lin Yu, and in his eyes, the astonishing shooting skills from just now seemed like a trivial matter.
"Can I refuse?"
Lin Yu's face suddenly turned red. As a woman, how could she have the nerve to open her chest and let a man who couldn't even see her face take a look?
"Alright, I'll do it myself!" Lin Fei said, hastily reaching out his hand towards Lin Yu's collar.
"Never mind, I'll do it myself!"
Lin Yuke didn't want to be touched by a man, even if he had saved her life. She hurriedly started taking off her tight top, and the zipper was just opened a little bit.
Through the gap, Lin Fei saw clearly the chest of this Lin Yu in front of him, on the white and tender skin, a clear scar that was exactly the same as the one he could never forget.
Whether it was the position of the scar or its appearance, Lin Fei couldn't help but reach out his hand to gently touch it.
"It's her! It really is her!"
Lin Fei's heart had an indescribable excitement, his hand trembling as he reached out to Lin Yu's chest, he wanted to carefully touch the scar, carefully feel it, he was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream.
Bang!
As soon as Lin Fei's hand touched the scar on Lin Yu's chest, Lin Yu slapped Lin Fei with a very forceful slap.
But this slap was so ridiculous that Lin Fei burst out laughing, throwing his head back and laughing wildly.
"Hahaha... She's alive, she's still alive!"
More than a decade later, Lin Fei, who had coincidentally run into Lin Yu again, couldn't help but let a tear fall from the corner of his eye. He was eager to clarify everything with the sister in front of him, but those words got stuck on the tip of his tongue and were swallowed back down.
Due to Lin Yu's current identity, China's Ninth Security Bureau, Jiang City Special Investigator, a department similar to the police but more dangerous and powerful than the police.
A special department aimed at people like Lin Fei, domestically and internationally known as the Ninth Security Bureau, is called "Longhun" within the industry.
"Someone's coming, I should go, I think we'll meet again!"
Lin Fei didn't care about the red palm print on her face, got on the Ducati 848, started the bike and sped away with a crazy acceleration.
Watching the figure of Ducati 848 disappear into the distance, Lin Yu couldn't help but mock: "Is this guy sick? Does he want to master micro-trajectory shooting by turning himself into a mental patient?"
Less than a minute after Lin Fei left, an off-road vehicle rushed over and stopped in front of the injured Lin Yu. Four people got out of the car, three men and one woman.
"Lin Yu, are you alright?" The oldest man among them asked hastily, seeing Lin Yu injured. He had a square face with some stubble and a faint scar on his cheek.
He is Lin Yu's direct supervisor - Sun Xufeng, who is the captain of the four.
"Captain Sun, I'm fine. Luckily, the mysterious expert who appeared in Jiang City earlier and helped me with that precision shooting saved me. Otherwise, it would have been a disaster." Lin Yuxin said with lingering fear.
"What?"
Sun Xufeng exclaimed in surprise, investigating the mysterious master who appeared like a fleeting flower in Jiang City was the top priority task assigned above, but unexpectedly discovered during the investigation that this inconspicuous place in Jiang City actually had island country ninjas sneaking in.
"Lin Yu, are you talking about that mysterious expert who shot three bandits hiding in different places with one bullet? Oh my god, did you see his face? Was it a man or a woman? Was he handsome? Was she beautiful?"
The only woman among the four people pulled Lin Yu and kept asking, as if she was infatuated.
"I didn't see him, but he said before he left that we would meet again."
"Meet?"
Sun Xufeng glanced at the injured Lin Yu and made a decision, ordering: "Since that's the case, Lin Yu, you'll stay in Jiang City to recover from your injuries. Wait for that mysterious expert to appear and try to pull him into our plan!"