The City's Invincible Soldier King

Under the escort of two policemen, Long Lin was sent to the prison.

In the narrow and dark room, there were four high and low beds facing each other. At this moment, two black men and a white man were looking at the ceiling in boredom, occasionally chatting with each other.

The jail was a place to talk with your fists.

Just by looking at the positions of the beds of the three people, Long Lin could determine their positions.

The black burly man in his forties was the boss and the other black man was the number two. The white man, who was thinner and thinner, was just a punching bag.

"Kid, go in." The police uncuffed Long Lin and forcefully pushed him into the room.

Long Lin could clearly see one of the policemen giving black man a look.

That was all he had.

Long Lin did not want to cause trouble, because right now, he was the representative of the crafting industry. However, if someone did not have eyes, he would not be lenient against them.

"Clang."

The iron door was locked, and the room became dark.

"Pfft."

black man suddenly spat out a mouthful of phlegm which landed on Long Lin's leather shoes. Then, he jumped down from the bed which was right next to the window.

Maybe he was born lao, or maybe he was hungry to the point of longing for the chrysanthemum.

However, to Long Lin, they were just bugs that annoyed him.

"Asian monkey, come here."

The black man crooked his finger at Long Lin and walked into the bathroom.

Long Lin was very cooperative, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth became even colder.

In the bathroom, a foul stench filled the air.

black man closed the rusted iron door, wanting to press Long Lin on the dirty sink and make him raise his butt and contribute his chrysanthemum.

Long Lin finally no longer held back, his figure turning into a blur.

His pale-white middle finger struck out like lightning, stabbing onto black man's body more than ten times.

A severe sense of fatigue struck him, causing black man to be powerless as he fell to the ground. What was even more frightening was that his hands and feet could not even move.

Long Lin slowly squatted down and pointed to the phlegm on his leather shoes, then coldly said, "Lick them clean for me."

"Fuck

"Yes." black man scolded angrily.

Long Lin's smile became even colder.

The converging food lightly tapped on the black man's body.

It didn't hurt at all.

However, a moment later, an intense abdominal pain suddenly attacked, followed by a series of fart sounds.

Moisture was the main cure for diarrhoea. However, once one was hit by a fatal blow, it would lead to complete incontinence of the feces.

black man tried his best to sit up, but his robust body was immobile.

"Pfft."

The sound of car tires being punctured came out from black man's crotch, and an even stronger stench assaulted his nostrils.

This was just the beginning.

If Long Lin did not remove it for him, black man would pull it all the way until it was filled with blood.

The warm and sticky feeling coming from his crotch made black man almost collapse.

"Lick it clean." Long Lin pointed to his leather shoes and said coldly.

The black bearded man glared at Long Lin but did not say a word.

He would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.

Long Lin's sneer became even colder as his ice-cold middle finger gently pressed on black man's chest.

It was not painful nor itchy, but what came next was torture and fear that made people collapse even more than their fecal incontinence.

It was impossible to breathe. It was as if he had lost both his lungs.

The choking soon brought with it the fear of dying.

black man looked at the Long Lin who had a slight sneer on his face, as if he had seen the demon's smile.

Demons from the east, strong on the Western kids.

black man tried his best to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to slap the ground and ask his comrades for help, but he couldn't even raise his right hand.

Fortunately, the demon finally showed mercy.

Looking at the black man's eyes that were gradually dissipating, Long Lin used his closed middle finger and lightly tapped on black man's chest.

He was finally able to breathe.

Those who had never died would never know how terrifying death was.

Looking at black man who was greedily breathing in the fresh air, Long Lin pointed to the thick phlegm on his leather shoes again, and said with an ice-cold voice, "Lick it clean, or die."

"I'll lick, I'll lick …"

Long Lin's joined fingers poked at black man's body a few times, allowing him to regain his ability to move.

If one was not paralyzed, one would never know how valuable it was to be able to move.

Fearing that Long Lin would make him wish that he was dead, black man quickly crawled over and licked all the spit clean. Long Lin looked at the black skinned man in disgust, then humiliated wiped the saliva on his leather shoes off his collar.

"Inform your companions, be more obedient. Otherwise, your father will come back to settle the score with you."

Without waiting for black man to speak, Long Lin lightly rubbed on his water acupoints to help him stop the uncontrollable diarrhoea, and walked out of the bathroom, which was filled with the stench of heaven.

"Jamie, come in."

black man's voice came out from the bathroom, while the other black man quickly pushed open the door and entered.

The slightly skinny white man looked at Long Lin, a trace of unknown emotion flashing past his eyes. Long Lin, on the other hand, expressionlessly found an empty bed and didn't say a word.

After bird calls, another black man came out from the bathroom covering his nose, looking at Long Lin with eyes full of fear. He was as obedient as a grandson, sitting on his bed, not daring to speak.

A powerful dragon's power suppressed a snake on the ground.

What was left was to secretly give Sheriff Jack a lifetime's unforgettable lesson. Let him forever remember, China, who had the world's longest history and deep roots, was not someone he had the qualifications to insult.

The current China could not be considered the strongest country in the world, but the tenacity and tenacity of the descendents of the Yan Huang Empire could be said to be the strongest in the world.

This was because there were many tenacious descendants of the Yan Clan. Even though China had experienced countless calamities, he was still standing tall in the forest of the world. Furthermore, he was the only country in the world that had persisted for five thousand years without a break.

This alone was enough to show the greatness of the descendents.

There were two sides to the story.

Demoness was a demoness.

Thimble first bought a USB flash plate and copied down the little thing that Long Lin had told it to him. However, it did not fully comply with Long Lin's orders.

After buying the USB drive, she went to a nearby shopping mall and bought a sexy miniskirt.

She had exposed more than half of her legs. She wore crystal colored high-heeled shoes, making her look like a famous model who was walking on the T stage.

"Bang bang."

The man in Tang suit opened the door.

Peppermint was the kind of woman who made people's memories go away, especially for men. Any time they looked at her, their souls would be lured away by her.

Although Tang Zheng didn't have the same desire as his son, he still had a good heart for mint.

The only difference was that he was sulking.

Seeing the smiling face like a flower and the sexy and charming mint, the Tang suit wearing man finally stopped acting stilted, and stared fixedly at the congealed white on the mint's chest.