Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
The Cow Hair Needles pierced through the air, making three sharp hissing sounds, sending out three streaks of silver light in the pitch-black room!
Watching the three Cow Hair Needles fly towards him, Smith's pupils widened involuntarily, but before he could react, the needles had already reached him in an instant, mercilessly piercing his thumb and the back of his hand!
"Ah~"
Smith let out a miserable scream as his hand slackened, causing the sniper rifle to fall immediately to the ground.
At that moment, Lin Fan had already rushed forward, delivering a kick to Smith's chest, sending him flying. He slammed into the wall, sliding down it like a gecko!
Smith spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood, feeling as if all the ribs in his chest had been broken, barely able to summon the strength to stand!
Lin Fan approached Smith, looking down at him as if he were a pitiful stray dog, and said with a faint smile, "Smith, you've lost!"
"Beating me doesn't mean you can defeat Count Nick!" Smith shouted hoarsely.
"Heh! I never expected the number one ranked assassin, Smith, to actually be a lackey of Count Nick. It's truly surprising!" Lin Fan chuckled coldly.
"Tyrant! Tonight, this place will become your grave. Count Nick's power is beyond your imagination!" Smith said venomously.
"Whether or not this place becomes my grave today, at least... you've already lost!"
With those words, a cold gleam flashed in Lin Fan's eyes; he suddenly stepped on Smith's throat and pushed down hard.
Crack~
The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out immediately!
Smith's pupils dilated, and he opened his mouth, trying to scream. Unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to speak, his eyes gradually clouding over with the color of death. His head tilted to the side, and he drew his last breath!
Without further delay, Lin Fan turned and walked out of the room, heading to the third floor.
When Lin Fan reached the third floor, Lin Bai, Nalan Qiankun, and Nie Lei had already arrived, standing in a row, their eyes fixed forward!
In front of them was a chair where Su Yanyu sat neatly dressed, without a scratch on her body. Even her long hair, tightly coiled high, was not the least bit disheveled!
However, her charming face was ashen pale, and a circle of bombs was strapped around her waist!
As soon as Lin Fan reached the third floor, Su Yanyu's gaze immediately turned to him, a layer of gratitude appearing in those beautiful eyes!
In such a crisis, anyone willing to come to your aid is someone ready to pay with their life!
If someone is willing to sacrifice their life for you, you can imagine the importance of your place in their heart!
At this moment, the worry that had previously shrouded Su Yanyu's heart disappeared without a trace, leaving only a warm current flowing through her heart!
"Tyrant, you finally came!"
At this moment, a cold sneer suddenly rang out from the side!
Lin Fan's gaze sharpened immediately, seeing Count Nick, who resembled a dwarf, sitting on a tattered sofa, legs crossed, looking at Lin Fan with a teasing smile, with a smoking cigar between his fingers!
"Didn't expect you to dare come to the East Sea!" Lin Fan said indifferently.
"Haha! Tyrant, the vendetta in Paris can only be washed away with your blood. Anyone who offends me, Count Nick, will meet a bad end, even one of the three emperors like you!" Count Nick laughed grimly.
"What a slick-talking old bastard. You're not tall, but your bragging skills sure are! Come on, if you have the guts, face me first!"
Nie Lei, unable to stand Count Nick's arrogance, retorted disdainfully.
Upon hearing this, a cold gleam flashed in Count Nick's eyes, but quickly, he smiled wickedly and said, "The 'Suicide Squad' sure is arrogant everywhere!"
"The emperor's lap dog isn't much better!" Nie Lei countered, tit for tat.
Following these words, Count Nick suddenly stood up from the sofa, a menacing aura immediately flooding from him!
Crack crack crack~
Immediately after, a crunching sound like popping corn suddenly rang out across Count Nick's body.
What was astonishing was that Count Nick's original height of 1.6 meters was gradually increasing, and his out-of-place, flat tuxedo slowly swelled and bulged!
"Is this... Bone-Bursting Skill?" Lin Fan was surprised!
The Bone-Bursting Skill is quite similar to what Nalan Qiankun cultivates, the 'Heaven-Facing Nine Profound Bone.' However, the Bone-Bursting Skill is a new form of Qi Cultivation evolved from the 'Heaven-Facing Nine Profound Bone' by later generations!
The 'Heaven-Facing Nine Profound Bone' can be cultivated with sheer stubbornness, but the Bone-Bursting Skill is different. Only people like Count Nick can cultivate it, which is why such Qi cultivation is rare!
The Bone-Bursting Skill involves expanding contracted bones, but it requires the skin to be wrinkled; otherwise, the expanding bones would tear the skin!
However, Count Nick, being a half-blood of the vampire clan, ages quickly, with wrinkled skin like that of an eighty-year-old man, making him ideal for cultivating the Bone-Bursting Skill!
Within just a few blinks, Count Nick's height of 1.6 meters shot up to 1.8 meters, his tuxedo bursting at the seams to reveal his robust physique and muscles under the Bone-Bursting Skill!
"Does this guy know some Demon Art?" Nie Lei was shocked!
"It's not Demon Art, just a type of Qi Cultivation!" Lin Bai explained.
"Haha! It's quite similar to my 'Heaven-Facing Nine Profound Bone,' though I'm not sure which is stronger!" Nalan Qiankun's eyes were filled with heated excitement.
Then, Nalan Qiankun turned to glance at Lin Fan, and seeing Lin Fan nod, he laughed heartily, "Today, let's see if your Bone-Bursting Skill is stronger or my 'Heaven-Facing Nine Profound Bone' is stronger!"
Crack crack crack!
Simultaneously, a similar crunching sound echoed within Nalan Qiankun's body, and his physique was also slowly becoming stronger, with the upper body resembling a toad, brimming with explosive power!
"Haha! This is interesting! Huaxia is indeed a fascinating country. Tyrant, how about we make a bet?" Count Nick suddenly smiled enigmatically at Lin Fan.
"What kind of bet do you want to make?" Lin Fan frowned.
Count Nick did not respond immediately. Instead, he picked up a remote control beside him and pressed it lightly, and immediately, a sequence of numbers, 00:10:00, appeared on the bomb strapped to Su Yanyu's body!
"Ten minutes are left before the explosives on this beautiful Miss Su detonate. The remote is in my hand. Let's see if you can get the remote to save your woman in ten minutes. How about it?" Count Nick sneered grimly!