69: Invulnerable? Is this still human?

Ye Lin estimated that it should be their boss, Sang Rong.

He glanced at Jiang Waner behind him, contemplating whether to take her and leave first or wait for Sang Rong to appear.

Just then, a group of people appeared at the factory entrance.

"Big Brother, you're here," Fisherman Hat said with a smile, walking towards him.

Ye Lin crouched down and looked closely. Although this group of people didn't stand out in their clothing, each of them had a fierce demeanor and sinister eyes. It was clear they weren't to be trifled with.

The person in the middle was not tall and had a small, thin build. However, his face looked very strange—waxy yellow and expressionless.

"Where are they?" the person in the middle spoke.

Ye Lin was surprised to find that even when he spoke, there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, just like a dead person.

Ye Lin instantly thought of a word: mask!

This must be Sang Rong. He was wearing a mask, so who was his true face?

Curious, Ye Lin activated his skill, looked at his divine skill [Lord Mas Third Eye], and used it!

Suddenly, Ye Lin felt as if something extra had appeared on his forehead, followed by a beam of light shooting out from the center of his forehead.

Instantly, the things Ye Lin saw changed.

Everyone else appeared normal, but Sang Rong's face was different. It had transformed into that of a handsome young man with fair skin, completely unlike the waxy yellow appearance he had before.

This was Sang Rong's true face.

This face looked a bit familiar. Ye Lin lowered his head in thought, but he couldn't recall who it was for a moment.

"Big Brother, they're in the room upstairs. I've got A-Qiang watching them, so don't worry," Fisherman Hat continued from downstairs.

"Go grab them and make him realize the consequences of offending me, Sang Rong," Sang Rong said expressionlessly.

Fisherman Hat nodded and shouted twice upstairs, "A-Qiang, bring them down."

Ye Lin inwardly cried out, "Not good!" They were about to be exposed.

He walked behind the door, took a deep breath, opened the door, and with his hands hanging low, stumbled out, pretending to have been pushed.

He even cursed, "What are you pushing for?"

When Fisherman Hat saw him come out, he turned to Sang Rong, a triumphant smile on his face.

Ye Lin also smiled.

Just as everyone relaxed their guard, Ye Lin's expression suddenly hardened. His hand, which had been hanging down, abruptly shot up, revealing the dark pistol in his grasp.

He aimed two shots directly at Sang Rong, who was standing in the middle.

"Bang! Bang!!!"

Two gunshots echoed through the factory. All the subordinates instinctively ran backward, trying to find cover.

As Ye Lin pulled out his pistol, Sang Rong also stood up, turning to run.

But Ye Lin's gun had already fired.

"Big Brother, be careful!"

Two bodyguards lunged forward from behind, blocking Sang Rong.

Two splashes of blood erupted. The two shots hit the bodyguards in the chest, and Sang Rong escaped.

"Kill him, kill him!" The enraged Sang Rong crawled out from under the bodyguards, yelling orders for his subordinates to surround Ye Lin as he ran.

Seeing that his two shots had no effect, Ye Lin dared not remain standing up there. That was the position of a live target, and Jiang Waner was still in the room, making accidental injury a risk.

He flipped over, grabbed a railing with his left hand, and gracefully dropped from the second floor.

"Bang, bang—"

Several bullets hit the spot where he had just been standing.

After landing, Ye Lin aimed his gun directly at Fisherman Hat. This guy always made people uncomfortable.

However, Fisherman Hat was also very cunning. As soon as the gunshots rang out, he didn't even look back, making a flying leap and diving behind a stack of boxes.

By the time Ye Lin wanted to shoot him, he was already gone.

Helpless, Ye Lin could only choose the bodyguards.

However, he clearly underestimated the bodyguards' strength. Four bodyguards shielded Sang Rong behind them, lifted their clothes, pulled pistols directly from their waistbands, and began exchanging fire with Ye Lin.

Ye Lin was not afraid; he was a man with armor.

He ran while firing at the bodyguards.

Bang, bang, bang!

Three rapid shots, all hitting the same bodyguard in the chest. The bodyguard's chest was severely damaged, a bloody mess, and he instantly died.

It wasn't a waste of bullets. According to Police Academy training, one bullet usually isn't enough to kill someone, or rather, to kill them instantly.

Criminals on the verge of death are the most vicious, and countless martyrs have fallen due to not finishing them off in time.

Seven or eight bullets flew towards Ye Lin. Ye Lin could only make simple dodges, unable to avoid them completely.

However, when the bullets hit him, he was completely unharmed. He performed a front roll, knelt on the ground, and instantly emptied his magazine into another bodyguard.

This time, it was a headshot; there was no saving him.

Fisherman Hat poked his head out from behind the boxes, staring at the incredibly valiant Ye Lin.

A flush of crimson flashed across his face as he pulled a long weapon from the box—an AK-47 assault rifle!

"Da da da da!!!" Half a magazine of bullets poured out.

Dust flew everywhere around Ye Lin.

Amidst the chaos, Ye Lin picked up the bodyguard's pistol and fired a few shots in Fisherman Hat's direction, suppressing him for a moment.

At the door, Sang Rong was about to run out.

Ye Lin didn't care anymore and charged out from behind cover, wanting to catch Sang Rong.

But just then, the terrifying sound of gunfire erupted again from behind.

Bullets hit the concrete road and began to fly everywhere.

"Puff!"

Ye Lin felt a pain in his left leg; a bullet had hit him in the left leg.

Damn it, how unlucky to be hit in the same place twice.

Ye Lin's foot slipped, and he rolled with the momentum, picking up the bodyguard's pistol and firing three shots at Fisherman Hat behind him.

Bang, bang, bang. Three shots grazed Fisherman Hat's head, knocking off his hat and revealing a wild, arrogant face.

Without the Gun King Card, the shooting accuracy just wasn't enough.

Fisherman Hat was so scared he immediately squatted down.

"Hurry up! He's out of bullets!" Fisherman Hat roared, and the subordinates behind him charged out from behind cover.

They had no guns, but they had knives. Their boss's command, coupled with a strong desire for fame, made them fearless.

Ye Lin's expression turned cold. "You want to die? Then I'll grant your wish."

Bang, bang, bang. Ye Lin shot down three subordinates consecutively, causing everyone's steps to falter for a moment.

Just then, Fisherman Hat stood up again from behind the boxes, his AK-47 spitting bullets at Ye Lin.

Ye Lin had been waiting for this moment, knowing that this guy liked to ambush.

This time, Ye Lin didn't dodge. He turned sideways, raised his gun, and aimed at Fisherman Hat.

Bullets whizzed between the two of them. Seven or eight bullets hit Ye Lin, but fortunately, no two bullets hit the same spot. Ye Lin was unharmed, not even flinching.

Fisherman Hat was a bit dumbfounded, holding his gun, completely frozen.

Was this still a human being in front of him?

Invulnerable to blades and bullets?

These were real guns, after all.

As he hesitated, Ye Lin's gun fired.

"Puff!"

With a muffled thud, a spray of blood bloomed from the center of Fisherman Hat's forehead.