Chapter 32

"Now it's your turn!" The other party was stunned, but Lin An would not be stunned. A bloodthirsty light flashed deep in his eyes, and his body almost turned into an afterimage. He came directly to the two holding weapons, but he was stunned. On the spot, in front of those who had not yet reacted, he punched out with his fist.

"Boom!"

Two dull thumps sounded almost at the same time, and Lin An's fists hit the chests of the two men respectively.

These two punches did not use any fighting skills, just the purest power.

The chests of the two men suddenly dented, and blood mixed with internal organ fragments spurted out from their mouths. The scene was extremely bloody.

The strong man not far away was frightened by this brutal scene, not to mention that the blood sprayed out and splashed on his face.

The original ferocious look on his face had disappeared, leaving only fear and terror. Even the arms holding the weapons couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Don't... don't kill me!" His lips moved, as if he wanted Lin An to spare his life.

However, it was not Lin An's words that answered him, but Lin An's attack.

"Crack!" In the clear sound of bones shattering, the strong man's neck was twisted into a 360-degree twist like a twist, and twisted in an extremely weird way.

Then he fell to one side, completely dead.

In just a few seconds, Lin An eliminated five people, including Mark, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

After doing all this, Lin An looked at Duolong, who was still standing at the end, with a cold smile on his face, and walked towards Duolong with a heart-stopping aura all over his body.

Duolong felt that all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment, and a chill enveloped his whole body. He seemed to see death coming, and an inexplicable despair and fear enveloped him.

"You... don't come over!" Duolong forced himself to calm down and said quickly: "This is all a misunderstanding. Can you let me go?"

At this moment, his legs and feet were already trembling a little.

Lin An glanced at him indifferently and said, "Didn't you take me seriously just now? Why are you so timid now?"

Duolong swallowed his saliva and said: "Brother, I was wrong. I was just talking. I didn't do anything. What happened to you has nothing to do with me. I will tell you whatever you want to know... "

Duolong scolded Mark in his heart at this time. If it weren't for Mark, how could he have provoked Lin An, the god of death? Now that he was fine, he was involved in it.

Duolong regrets it so much now. He didn't expect that he would fall into such a dangerous situation just because of a little money.

But it's too late to regret now. All he needs to do now is save his life.

After hearing Duolong's words, Lin An's face remained calm, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes: "Oh? Really?"

As he said that, he picked up the chair next to him, sat in front of Duolong, and said, "Then tell me carefully why they wanted to kill my parents. The more detailed the better."

"I understand, I will tell you everything I know." Duolong nodded quickly, and then told Lin An all the information he knew, without daring to hide anything.

Lin An listened attentively, his brows furrowed and his face extremely gloomy.

Because Duolong didn't know much about this matter. He only knew that Lin An's father got something by accident, which attracted Mark and the others. Lin An's family wants to prevent the news from leaking.

As for what that thing is, Duolong doesn't know.The only person present who knew about this was Mark, but his chest had been shattered by Lin An's punch. He was already dead at this moment, and there was no way to ask questions.

At this time, Lin An's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip with tears, but he still controlled his emotions well and continued to ask: "How much do you know about Miwu?"

"Military?" Upon hearing these two words, Duolong's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously knowing something.

Seeing Duolong's appearance, Lin An's eyes narrowed and he snorted: "Huh?"

Doron suddenly trembled and said hurriedly: "Secret Martial Arts...I don't know much about it. It is said that practicing Secret Martial Arts can give people powers that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but Lane's Secret Martial Arts are all controlled by Lane's senior officials. Most people don’t know about it and have no chance to learn..."

"Then who is your superior? Or who instigated Mark to do things?" Lin An asked again.

"I don't know about this anymore. The identity of the superior is well hidden. I am only responsible for handling affairs and know almost nothing about the superior." Duolong shook his head and said very uneasily.

Lin An nodded, not disappointed, and asked a few more questions. After all, Duolong was only a minor player, and the things he knew were limited, so he couldn't ask for any useful information at all.

"Since you don't know anything, then you have no need to live in this world." As Lin An spoke, he stood up and kicked Duolong in the neck.

"Crack!"

With the crisp sound of bone cracking, Duolong's neck was kicked off by Lin An and hung on his neck at a strange angle. Duolong's eyes widened with strong reluctance and shock.

After doing all this, Lin An tore off a few pieces of cloth from his clothes and wrapped them around his fingers, then returned through the window along the original route.

During his return, he also took the opportunity to remove any fingerprints that might have been left on the wall.

Lin An's actions this time were very covert, covering himself tightly and leaving no fingerprints or hair. There were no surveillance cameras around, so he didn't worry about being exposed.

After leaving the apartment building, Lin An took a taxi back to the swordsmanship hall.

It was not too late at this time, the entire swordsmanship hall was still brightly lit, and there were still many people practicing swordsmanship or exercising in the hall, so Lin An's arrival did not attract much attention.

Lin An took his clothes and went straight to the bathroom. After washing the smell of blood off his body, he put on his previous clothes and walked outside.

When Lin An was about to leave, the woman at the front desk who helped Lin An prepare his clothes smiled and said to Lin An, "Mr. Lin, see you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!" Lin An nodded to her.

Throughout the whole night, Lin An left almost no flaws. The only flaw might be the front desk who helped Lin An prepare clothes, but Lin An didn't care. After all, how could a murder that happened so far away have anything to do with the swordsmanship hall? What about relationships?
Moreover, the murderer used fists and not sword skills.

Furthermore, just based on Lin An's well-groomed appearance, it cannot be concluded that Lin An is the murderer.

Therefore, Lin An didn't panic at all.

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