The City's Invincible Soldier King

After breakfast, Long Lin hurried to the Plain Yoga Museum.

Liu Gou did not recruit many students, in just one morning, Long Lin had already taken care of the aftermath of Yoga House's training.

There were only four days left before the Warrior Association, so he had to use this time to train his ancient softening.

After giving each of them a call, Long Lin closed the door to the Yoga House and continued to train.

It was a relatively peaceful day.

The ancient softening was indeed magical.

With his special method of channeling elemental energy and the miraculous stimulation of his acupuncture points, Long Lin could clearly feel that the flexibility of his body had increased by quite a bit.

At three in the morning, Long Lin stopped circulating his Origin Energy and slowly opened his eyes.

"Wan Rou, I will send another bastard to you to repent. He is a true villain, please do not be soft-hearted."

With a cold voice, Long Lin jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.

Hong Yun sector, one of the 902 building.

Long Lin followed the air conditioner and sneaked into Mo Dongyang's home without a shadow.

Inside the master bedroom, Mo Dongyang and his wife were sleeping soundly.

Long Lin immediately swung his right palm, using the appropriate amount of strength to send Mo Dongyang into a coma, and then used his index finger to control her lover's acupuncture points, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

Then, Long Lin opened Mo Dongyang's mouth and fed the last of the Decaying Marrow Pill to Mo Dongyang, using water to help him swallow the Decaying Marrow Pill powder.

Immediately after, Long Lin pressed down his index finger on Mo Dongyang's four limbs, spine, neck, chin, and ears.

Meridian Severing Finger – breaking a meridian with one finger.

As a law enforcer, he was greedy for money and was biased towards criminals. He deserved to die a merciful death, and he deserved to die even more than Zhuge Xiong and his son.

No matter how tragic Mo Dongyang's death was, it would not be excessive.

wanted him to not even have the ability to commit suicide. He could only wait for the Decaying Marrow Pill to corrode his bone marrow little by little under the torment of the strange itch, then slowly die from the pain and torture.

After doing all that, Long Lin stood expressionlessly in his bedroom, patiently waiting for the Decaying Marrow Pill's poison to take effect.

At 5: 30 in the morning, the poison started to wreak havoc.

The terrifying itch woke Mo Dongyang up.

Mo Dongyang instinctively let out a mournful howl.

However, the meridians of his mouth were cut off, and the vocal cords were also cut off, causing him to be unable to open his mouth and release a single sound.

Mo Dongyang tried to raise his right hand with all his might, but suddenly realized that he couldn't even move a single finger.

Mo Dongyang used all of his strength to stomp his leg, wanting to kick his wife, who was sleeping soundly, awake. However, he discovered in shock that his legs had completely lost the ability to move.

Mo Dongyang tried to sit up with all his might, but he was unable to move.

Not only that, Mo Dongyang realized with despair that he could no longer hear anything.

His four limbs were paralyzed, he was unable to make a sound, and he had gone deaf, causing Mo Dongyang to instantly collapse.

At that moment, the lights came on.

Mo Dongyang looked at Long Lin with a face full of fear, wanting to say something but unable to do so. If he wanted to, he couldn't move, so he could only stare at Long Lin with an extremely terrified gaze.

Long Lin's phone, quickly typed out a line of words.

"Do you remember that girl called Wan Rou?"

The fear on Mo Dongyang's face became even more obvious. He tried his best to speak, but couldn't even produce a whining sound.

"You really want to curse, you really want to beg for help, and you also want to beg for mercy, right?"

Long Lin quickly typed out another line of words and placed the phone in front of Mo Dongyang.

Mo Dongyang desperately tried to nod his head. He couldn't even do this.

"It's useless. From today onwards, you can't move, speak, or hear. From the perspective of outsiders, you are nothing more than a paralyzed patient. Only you know that you have been suffering from torture that is worse than death."

Long Lin sneered as he placed the phone in front of Mo Dongyang.

Mo Dongyang's face was filled with fear.

"You can't ask for help, you can't express yourself, you can't cooperate with my questioning, you can't even commit suicide, you can only passively receive care and treatment. You can only wait for your bone marrow to rot inch by inch in endless torment, until you slowly die."

"You've committed countless crimes, and you don't even have the right to die happily."

Long Lin once again placed his phone in front of Mo Dongyang, his face filled with a devilish smile.

"You will die a slow and miserable death."

Long Lin picked up his phone again and slowly typed out the last line.

"You are a law enforcer, but you can't differentiate between good and evil. What use do you have these eyes?"

Seeing the mobile phone that Long Lin had once again placed in front of him, Mo Dongyang's fear grew even stronger. Under Mo Dongyang's terrified gaze, he slowly extended his middle finger and lightly tapped on it a few times.

Everything in front of him turned pitch black. The entire world was deathly silent.

Mo Dongyang instantly collapsed.

An uncontrollable strange itch suddenly attacked, Mo Dongyang instantly understood what Long Lin meant.

This sort of strange itch truly made him wish he were dead, rather than alive.

But the saddest thing was, he couldn't die even if he wanted to.

It was a terrifying itch, causing Mo Dongyang's facial features to distort and his face to turn sinister. The veins on his body bulged, as if he was being slashed ten thousand times.

But Mo Dongyang could not see, nor hear, he could not move, could not ask for help, nor could he express his own pain. Even if others wanted to understand his pain, he could not give them any answer.

Mo Dongyang completely crumbled.

Very quickly, a stench came out from between Mo Dongyang's legs, and following that, a stench assaulted his nose.

Long Lin lifted his quilt, and watched the sleeping Mo Dongyang without blinking, with an ice-cold expression, as he admired the scene of him making a live broadcast of him urinating and incontinence.