Chapter 82: Almost Got Blown Up

  More than two hours later, Lin San arrived at the foot of Zhi Jia Mountain.

  There are many trees planted around Zhai Shan, these trees are tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves, it can be seen that they have been growing for a long time.

  On the east side of the mountain, there is a stone staircase leading to the top of Zhēnshān. Alongside the staircase, there is a row of more than half a meter high and brand new railings.

  Lin San stepped up onto the mountain top along the stone steps one step at a time.

  The top of the mountain is very flat and has probably been artificially processed.

  A row of brand new stone houses stood in the center of the mountain top, surrounded by a circle of iron mesh. In front of the iron mesh was a large gate, with two muscular men standing on either side, both with blonde hair and blue eyes, typical M country guys.

  Lin San did not hide his figure and swaggered towards the main gate.

  "Halt!" Two muscular men stretched out their hands and blocked Lin San.

  Lin San said faintly: "It was Jack who asked me to come."

  One of the taller men immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie and said a few words, then reached out to push open the door: "Jack will be waiting for you inside."

  Lin nodded three times and walked in with his feet raised.

  A winding path stretches out in front, lined with blooming flowers on both sides, and the fragrance wafts through the air.

  Lin San walked slowly along the winding path with his hands behind his back, scanning the surrounding environment with the corner of his eyes.

  "Hustle and bustle......" Suddenly a large group of people rushed out from all around, all holding guns, vigilantly monitoring Lin San's every move.

  Lin San's expression was very calm, ignoring the people around him holding guns, and slowly walking forward.

  "Buzz buzz buzz......" Lin San's mobile phone suddenly rang.

  Lin San took out his mobile phone and answered: "Hello?"

  "You've finally arrived at Zhēnjiā Mountain." Jack's hoarse voice came from the phone.

  Lin San smiled: "Your den is really not small, and you actually built a house on the mountain top. I admire it, I admire it." You know, building a house on a mountain top requires a huge amount of engineering work, and the water source and electricity on the mountain top also need to be developed by human effort, which takes an immeasurable amount of time and effort.

  "Thanks for the compliment, follow the winding path under your feet all the way to the end, where there is a bungalow painted red, I'll be waiting for you inside." Jack then hung up the phone.

  Lin San put away his phone and quickened his pace, walking forward. After turning a few corners, a bungalow with red paint indeed appeared in front of him. The door was wide open, and he could vaguely see some tables, chairs, and benches inside. This bungalow was significantly taller than the others, with several surveillance cameras installed on the roof. The surroundings were quiet, without a single person in sight.

  Lin San glanced at the red house and walked in without any hesitation.

  The light in the room is very dim, barely able to see the scene inside the house, a red wooden table and several wooden stools, an old bookshelf placed against the wall, with a few tattered books scattered on it.

  The whole room was filled with a musty smell, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

  Inside the house was quiet and still, except for Lin San, there was no one else.

  Lin San furrowed his brow and thought to himself: Didn't that Jack say he would be waiting for me in this room? Why is there no one here?

  "Drip, drip, drip......" A sudden "tick-tock" sound came from under the red wooden table inside the house.

  Lin San was stunned, curiously walked to the red wooden table, bent down to look under the table, his face changed drastically, and quickly rushed towards the door. Under the table was a time controller for a bomb, with less than 3 seconds left on the display.

  Just as Lin San had just arrived at the door, a loud explosion sounded, and the entire house collapsed instantly. Lin San let out a muffled groan and was buried under bricks, dust, and wood debris.

  The explosion lasted for about half a minute before stopping, and the originally tall red house had become a ruin, with many deep pits of varying sizes appearing around the red house.

  Inside an old-fashioned room.

  "Blown up perfectly!!" Jack shouted excitedly.

  On one wall hung a 17-inch monitor, its screen displaying the Red House being blown to smithereens.

  "Mother...! Dare to oppose me? I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse!" Jack burst into a cold, maniacal laughter.

  Jack brought Lin San to the Geli Mountain this time, not for negotiation at all, but to blow Lin San to death. Now it seems that the effect is pretty good. As for those hundreds of kilograms of heroin, Jack wasn't in a hurry. As long as the heroin was still in Country M, Jack would be able to find a way to get it.

  "Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound came from the door.

  "Come in." Jack turned his head towards the doorway.

  "Rustle!" The door was gently pushed open, and a fat man walked in: "Boss, that guy has been buried under the ruins, now he's probably blown to pieces."

  Jack nodded with a smile: "Well done, Dickland. Now take your men to dig out that guy's corpse immediately. I want to throw that guy's corpse into the sea to feed the fish!" Lin San killed and injured hundreds of people from the Tian Sha Hui, and also burned down the villa in the suburbs, making Jack gnash his teeth with hatred.

  The fat man known as Dickland responded with a grunt and turned around to leave the room.

  Jack turned his head and took another look at the ruins on the surveillance screen, sneering: "Kid, I hope you'll be smarter in your next life and not provoke people you shouldn't!"

  Dike summoned a large group of people carrying iron shovels to the collapsed red house, and they began digging up Lin San's body.

  The bomb was very powerful and the blast site was all rubble, making it extremely difficult to dig.

  An hour later, everyone had dug out just a small pit.

  "Damn it! Can't you hurry up? You're all a bunch of useless fools!" Dickland cursed, snatching a shovel from one of his subordinates and starting to dig frantically. Despite his portly appearance, Dickland's movements were surprisingly swift and powerful, and he dug with remarkable efficiency.

  Seeing Dick Lang get angry, everyone started to work hard, and the excavation work became much faster.

  "We've found it!" someone shouted loudly.

  Dickland rushed over, looked down and found an arm exposed in the ruins. The sleeve had disappeared, and the arm was covered with scars, blood trickling slowly from the wounds into the rubble. On the middle finger was a delicate ring, made of some unknown material, which had miraculously survived the close-range bombing unscathed. Dickland raised an eyebrow: "Blown up by explosives at close range, yet the arm is still intact? Dig, keep digging!"

  A group of people started digging along their arms.

  More than half an hour later, a blood-covered Lin San appeared before everyone's eyes. At this time, Lin San's clothes were tattered and torn, both sleeves had disappeared, his pants had become rags, and his two thighs were covered with scars, several wounds exposing the bone.

  "Turn his body over!" Dickland ordered. In Dickland's mind, Lin San was already a dead man. It was no wonder that Dickland thought so, being bombed by an ultra-strong bomb at close range, the probability of survival was almost zero.

  Two robust men threw down their iron hoes and walked over to turn Lin San's body, when suddenly a strange change occurred. Lin San's right hand lifted up and with a light swing, the two robust men covered their throats and fell to the ground, convulsing twice before becoming motionless. A thread of fresh blood slowly flowed out from the necks of the two men.

  "Ah!" Dickland was stunned by what he saw before him, staring incredulously at Lin San who lay amidst the ruins.

  Others also had a look of horror on their faces, and some timid ones slowly backed away.

  Lin San's body moved slightly, then slowly got up from the ground. Lin San was able to survive purely by luck. At the time of the bomb explosion, Lin San used all his strength to form a protective shield in front of him. However, the power of the bomb was too great and the shield collapsed after just a few seconds. But due to the shield's resistance, the bomb's power was greatly weakened, and in the end, Lin San was only severely injured but managed to keep his life.

  "You... you're actually still alive..." Dickland stared at Lin San in astonishment.

  Lin San's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he glanced at Dickland before softly uttering a single word: "Kill!" As soon as the words left his lips, Lin San appeared in front of Dickland and punched him squarely in the chest.

  "Crack!" A crisp sound, Dickland's fat body slowly slid down to the ground, dead.

  "You all deserve to die!" Lin San said, scanning the people around him who were holding iron hoes.

  "Let's go together and kill him!" Someone shouted loudly, the people surrounding Lin San suddenly woke up and rushed towards him with their iron hoes.

  "Kill!" Lin growled and snatched the iron rake from Dickland's hand, charging into the crowd.

  A massacre of unprecedented brutality has begun.

  Every time Lin San swung his iron rake, someone would fall to the ground and die. In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with blood-soaked corpses.

  "Devil!" A thin man finally broke down under Lin San's bloody slaughter, letting out a miserable cry as he ran towards the back.

  The others also threw away their iron shovels and ran in all directions.

  Lin San's eyes had already turned red with rage, and he was not about to let these people escape from under his eyelids. With a loud shout, Lin San's body suddenly leapt into the air, his single hand forming a seal as he muttered a few incantations. A green light shot out of Lin San's palm, splitting into over a dozen rays that rapidly chased after the fleeing figures in all directions.

  "Ah!"

  No!

  "Ahh!"

  A dozen or so mournful cries rang out, and all the fleeing people around were struck by the green light in their chests and fell to the ground dead.

  Lin San stretched out his hand and beckoned, a dozen or so green lights flew back instantly, darting into Lin San's palm and disappearing. Lin San looked around in a circle, confirming that there was not a single survivor before lifting his foot to head westward.

  Still in that old-fashioned room.

  Jack stared incredulously at the monitor screen, muttering to himself: "How is this possible? How can it be that even a bomb can't kill him... And what's with the dozen or so green lights flashing out of his hand? Is he some kind of special function person?" Before long, Jack came to his senses and turned around to grab his coat, rushing towards the door as if trying to escape from there. But just as Jack had taken two steps, something strange happened.

  "Bang!" A dull thud, and the thick wooden door of the room suddenly flew up and heavily slammed against the wall opposite.

  Jack was startled and hastily stopped in his tracks, looking suspiciously towards the doorway.