Lin Fan's speed was too fast. From the moment he made a move until now, it had only been about ten seconds, yet everything had already returned to calm!

Lin Fan hesitated no longer, he kicked open the tightly closed wooden door and walked in with a gun in hand!

At this moment, Mos and Du Qi, along with the members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Corps, were standing outside. The half whistle blown by the black man had already alerted them.

The rain was pouring heavily, and through a layer of rain mist, these burly men appeared as if they were a row of ghostly shadows!

Although Lin Fan and Mos stood face to face, their cold eyes meeting each other, the dense smell of gunpowder instantly enveloped the entire courtyard, and the low atmosphere made it hard for anyone to breathe!

Upon seeing Lin Fan, Du Qi's face immediately twisted into a snarl, resembling an enraged beast, and he roared, "Haha! Lin, my boy, I was thinking of coming to kill you, but I didn't expect you'd deliver yourself here. Truly, there's a path to heaven, but you don't take it; no door to hell, yet you barge in."

"Hell? Haha, I come from hell to harvest your pathetic lives," Lin Fan said with a faint smile.

Swish~

At these words, the murderous intent in Du Qi's eyes spilled out wildly, his fists clenching tightly together!

"Mr. Mos, that's Lin Fan, kill him for me!" Du Qi immediately shouted at Mos.

"Kid, running into me is the tragedy of your life!"

Mos sneered, not taking Lin Fan seriously at all.

"Mos, you're getting more and more arrogant!" Lin Fan coldly chuckled with a calm demeanor!

Mos was slightly startled by these words, showing some confusion on his face, not expecting the opponent to know his famous name!

However, Mos still did not associate Lin Fan with the Tyrant and instead became even more arrogant knowing Lin Fan recognized his name: "Since you know my name, that's even better! Kid, I'll give you a chance, hand over your woman, and I might consider giving you a quick death."

"Are you sure?"

Lin Fan chuckled faintly, a sharp glint flashed in his squinted eyes.

"Bang!"

Lin Fan stepped forward, his foot landing in a puddle, splashing water everywhere, and the sound of raindrops falling on his raincoat echoed continuously, like a death march played on this chilling night!

"Stop! Or I'll shoot you dead!" a black man immediately roared.

However, Lin Fan didn't spare him a glance, steadily approaching step by step!

As Lin Fan closed the distance, Mos finally saw Lin Fan's appearance clearly, and his expression suddenly changed.

This face was all too familiar to Mos, or rather, who in the Dark Realm does not know this face?

He is the god of the Dark Realm, the nightmare of all assassins and mercenaries. After defeating the Emperor, Lin Fan has become the undisputed strongest in the Dark Realm!

"You... you are the Tyrant?" Mos's eyes flashed with fear.

"That's right, it's me!" Lin Fan said with a soft smile, reaching into his chest to pull out a black card, playing with it amusingly in his hand!

Buzz buzz~

The black man was instantly shocked, his hands gripping the gun went stiff, and a sense of terror immediately enveloped their hearts!

For Lin Fan, this black card was nothing, but for them, it was like the death scythe in the hand of the Godslayer, just waiting for a word to mercilessly reap their lives!

Seeing the expressions on Mos and the others, Du Qi was taken aback, but his intention to kill Lin Fan had already confused him, devoid of suspicion, he shouted with red eyes, "Mr. Mos, that's Lin Fan. Kill him! Kill him for me! I can pay you double!"

Double price?

Mos really wanted to shout, screw you!

Standing in front of him was none other than the genuine Tyrant, the god of the Dark Realm. What's more important? Money or life? Life is about to end; even with more money, what use is it!

Seeing Mos remain silent, Du Qi's eyes flashed with disdain: "Mr. Mos, are you frightened? Looks like the third-ranked Wolf Head Mercenary Corps is just so-so."

Mos gritted his teeth and immediately shouted, "Do it!"

"Yes! Do it, kill this brat for me! Haha! Lin, today I'll trample you underfoot, make you wish for death over life, let you know the consequences of crossing me, Du Qi. As for your woman, I'll sell her to Africa as a prostitute!"

Du Qi screamed hysterically, his eyes burning intensely, as if he could already see Lin Fan being trampled under his feet, begging for mercy!

On the other hand, Lin Fan's face showed no worry, as if watching a clown performance, calm and composed!

Swish swish~

A sound of footsteps arose!

But just as Du Qi was excited for a blink of an eye, his expression suddenly changed, seeing Mos's men were not attacking Lin Fan at all; they rushed to Du Qi, immediately restraining his arms, kicking his knee, and with a "thud," Du Qi kneeled on the ground!

Du Qi was stunned, couldn't believe his eyes, the people he paid to hire, were actually attacking him, what the hell was going on?

"Mos, what are you doing? I told you to kill him!" Du Qi screamed.

"Stupid Huaxia man, moron!"

Mos cursed, looking at Lin Fan with fear in his eyes, hastily and respectfully said, "Mr. Tyrant, please forgive my mistake, we didn't know this idiot's target was the honorable Mr. Tyrant."

"Mos, it seems you look down on Huaxia?" Lin Fan said calmly.

At these words, Mos trembled, feeling as if he was stared at by the Death God, he responded fearfully, "Mr. Tyrant, you misunderstood, I never dared to look down on Huaxia, Huaxia has always been a very sacred nation in my heart."

"Is that so? Do you know what they call Huaxia in the Dark Realm?" Lin Fan asked.

"What?" Mos showed a puzzled expression.

"A mercenary's forbidden ground! An assassin's grave!"

Lin Fan shouted, his voice booming, seemingly overshadowing even the sound of rain!

Buzzing~

At these words, Mos and the others shuddered violently, each word from Lin Fan felt like a cold blade, ruthlessly stabbing into their hearts, making it hard to breathe!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tyrant," Mos apologized.

"Remember... never set foot on even an inch of Huaxia's land again, or face death without pardon! Now get lost!"

Lin Fan's commanding presence echoed like a valiant general commanding thousands on the battlefield, his words reducing them to nothingness!

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