Although no one said anything, Lin Yu's situation, in the eyes of everyone, was destined.

After a moment of scrutiny, one of the personnel from the Operations Department asked in a consultative tone.

"Old Director, since the situation is now, should we make some changes to the action plan and first ensure that the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl is captured?"

Since Lin Yu has no chance of surviving, why waste time on a dead person?

He was already surrounded by two powerful men, not to mention that there were other people hiding in the dark.

This ending is already destined.

In the conference room, everyone was silent. Although most of them agreed, they didn't say anything.

Everyone saw the old director’s emphasis on Lin Yu.

As for the four chief instructors, they fell into deep thought and considered the possibility of Lin Yu's survival.

After a while, the old director said solemnly: "In view of the urgent situation, we will assign tasks now and use all our strength to determine Lin Yu's position immediately. If it is impossible to determine within half an hour, change the course of action and focus on capturing the Nine-headed Buddha Owl."

His meaning has been clear.

Lin Yu, he wants to save.

However, the current situation is not an ordinary rescue operation.

Twenty minutes ago, the vehicle signal disappeared.

That means that the killing game against Lin Yu has begun

Half an hour of query time, plus ten minutes of action time.

One hour.

In the eyes of the old director, Lin Yu can last for an hour, which is a rare miracle.

If it were him, in this case, he would probably be difficult for even forty minutes.

However, Lin Yu was young and had strong qi and blood, and perhaps he could hold on for a little longer than himself.

With the order, several directors left one after another, returned to their posts and carried out their tasks.

In the huge conference room, there were only five old guys with gray hair.

The elegant old man glanced at the old director who was as heavy as water, sighed softly and said, "Director, Lin Yu may not be able to hold on."

The bald old man next to him nodded and said, "It's not that it's not necessarily true, it's definitely not possible. With the character of the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl, since he dares to come, he must have brought him a helper with equal strength. In addition, Old Man Gu, the gods can't stand it."

The old man with a hang-out eyebrows flicked his eyebrows and said coldly: "Even so, with Lin's strength and personality, it is not easy to kill him."

The counterattack of the top strong men before their death will definitely cost Jiutou Fo Xiao and others a heavy price.

But the ending will not change.

The old director also knew this in his heart.

Now, Lin Yu's surviving hope is infinite equal to zero.

In fact, from the moment he received the news, the old director knew in his heart that Lin Yu had a 99% chance of surviving.

No one can escape from this kind of encirclement.

The arrangement I just made is just to do my best and leave it to fate.

As time passed, the conference room was filled with heavy depression.

The longer the time is, the more slim the hope that only exists in the theory becomes.

More than ten minutes passed, and just as I was so unbearable that I heard footsteps.

Even with the old director's calm personality, he couldn't help but stand up.

...

The suburbs of Yanjing, at the junction.

The silver-haired old man stared at Lin Yu with a pair of cold eyes.

It seems that the young man in front of him is engraved in his bones and in the depths of his soul.

"Little beast, no one can save you tonight. I will peel you up and cramp your flesh, cut off your flesh with one knife, and pay tribute to my son's spirit in heaven."

In the cold tone, there was a terrifying resentment.

The hatred in his heart made him wish he could tear Lin Yu into pieces in one go.

Even if you pour out all the waters of the three rivers, five lakes and all seas, you cannot extinguish the surging anger.

Faced with the strangulation of two top strong men, Lin Yu was not afraid at all.

Looking at the silver-haired old man, Lin Yu's eyes were slightly condensed and he said calmly: "It seems that you are the old man of the Gu family. You know my identity and dare to speak to me like this. Your courage is commendable, but you still have to-"

"die!!"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yu suddenly stepped forward and took a step forward.

It seemed as if I took a step slowly, and in an instant, I arrived at the silver-haired old man.

The distance of more than ten meters seemed to shrink into an inch, only in one step.

The silver-haired old man felt a figure flash in front of him, and his pupils condensed slightly, and his fingers were like swords, stabbing forward.

The fingers are sharp and sharp, as if they are a green sword.

Lin Yu ignored it, let go of the airs, raised his hand and punched him.

Boom!

The fist storm exploded, and the old man with silver hair felt a thunder blowing above his head, trembling all over.

Before the fist arrives, the momentum is shocked first.

The qi bursts produced by the bare hands seemed to be able to penetrate the golden cracked stone.

The unparalleled explosive power is terrifying and shocking.

Faced with the rushing punch, the silver-haired old man was extremely nervous.

Such a domineering boxing style made him completely unconfidence to take it.

Immediately, my feet slipped, twisted my waist, and stabbed Lin Yu's elbow with his backhand.

But Lin Yu was not resistant and still punched him.

It is like a mountain-opening axe, which cuts Mount Hua to a smooth road.

The old silver-haired man was shocked to find that no matter how he dodged, the other party's fist was always following him.

With one punch, the retreat path was blocked, and there was no way to retreat, and there was no way to avoid it, and there was only one who could resist.

Such boxing techniques are amazing.

The silver-haired old man was secretly shocked, but his face remained silent.

His moves changed, twisted and twisted away, wrapped his arms in front of him, and hugged them into a round shape.

He beat and retreated, his toes were lit on the ground, and his body swam quickly, as if a golden snake was wrapped in silk.

puff!

A dull collision sounded, as if an iron hammer hit the cotton.

The fist wind blew, and the air around it was stirred up one by one.

The old man with silver hair defeated hardness with softness and used a skillful force to remove most of the power carried on his fist.

But even so, the little remaining force still shocked him to retreat, and the sleeves on his arms burst into pieces of ragged cloth and fell to the ground.

Caught off guard, he almost suffered a big loss as soon as he fought.

"Hmph, I don't even dare to take a punch, just an old man and a waste, and I dare to speak in front of me."

Lin Yu snorted coldly, his face full of contempt.

Hearing the word "waste", the old man's face suddenly changed.

The world is so great that no one dares to say he is useless has appeared so far.

Tonight, I was scolded as a waste by a young boy.

How could he swallow this breath?

In a state of fury, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body collapsed, and a sharp aura penetrated his body.

It was like Houyi's bow, with a sharp aura.

Suddenly, Lin Yu felt a sharp murderous intent, locking him firmly.

The other party's arched body seemed to contain the energy of passing through the clouds and shooting at the sun.

But he was not surprised, but a smile flashed deep in his eyes.

At this moment, a vast and solemn voice suddenly rang out.

"By using your own weaknesses, you will be in a mess."
To be continued...