The City's Invincible Soldier King

An hour later, a dense mist spread out.

Silver Dragon Peak.

Before Long Lin could fully comprehend the benefits brought by the Silver Dragon Peak, Number One's voice could be heard clearly, "Kid, I have two pieces of news to tell you, one good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Good news." Long Lin said without thinking.

The previous generation # 1 proudly said, "The good news is that Little Clippers has a cold and a fever, so he asked me for a leave of absence. Therefore, it's your honor to be the examiner tomorrow."

did not mind who the examiner was, but he was very interested in the title of Number One from before.

Little scissors? Jane?

"Brat, stop guessing, Little Clipper is the woman who scolds you everyday."

Jane had a cold and a fever?

Long Lin was very confused.

"And the bad news?" Long Lin could not help but ask.

"The bad news is that I was once defeated by a strong practitioner of the Golden Dragon's Art in half a move, so I will take extra care of you."

< Golden Dragon's Art > could only be practiced by direct descendants of the Long family.

Could it be my heartless father?

Long Lin suddenly turned around, and asked impatiently: "Senior, what does he look like?"

"He's much more handsome than you. I don't think it's you kissing your father." The voice of Number One from the previous generation drifted over, "Brat, hurry up and grow. Your elder is still waiting for you to fight with me for a few rounds."

It was still hard to find the one from the previous generation, but Long Lin's thoughts were not on this.

The other person who was practising Golden Dragon's Art was undoubtedly the important clue to uncover the mystery of his past. However, the difference in their levels was like heaven and earth. They were people from completely different worlds.

To be able to defeat the previous generation's number one in half a move, just how ridiculous was his battle prowess?

The mystery of his past life was stuck in his throat.

For a moment, Long Lin could not help but worry about his gains and losses.

If he really was his own father, then that could only mean that he didn't think of him as his child at all. Otherwise, how could it be so easy to find him with his heaven and earth abilities?

However, Long Lin faintly wished that he was his biological father. If that was the case, Long Lin could completely give up and would no longer be entangled with this problem.

Who was he?

Where was he?

"Senior, can you find him?" After a moment, Long Lin suppressed his thoughts and asked seriously.

"If I had known where he was, I would have gone to have a martial arts competition with him. I wouldn't be waiting for you to slowly grow up." The previous generation # 1 disdainfully said, "Brat, work hard, don't make me wait too long."

"I will." Long Lin slowly said as a hint of determination quietly surfaced on his face.

"That's right, hurry up and get lost."

"Thank you, senior."

Long Lin bowed towards the direction the voice came from, and then left without turning back.

BOOM!

Big Che went on a rampage, leaving behind a trail of impatience.

The sudden news made Long Lin's heart fall into turmoil.

The past was like smoke.

Everything that had happened at the orphanage, the scenes of him being adopted by his father, as well as the details of how his mother raised him up, continued to replay in Long Lin's mind.

Children with parents would never be able to understand the desire and envy of orphans for their parents' love.

Ever since he had lived on the streets, Long Lin had fantasized about all sorts of possibilities. Every time he imagined it, he would try his best to create a reasonable excuse for his parents to not want him.

The human heart was competing in tiger poison!

Although it was rare to have parents that didn't want their own child, it wasn't like there were none.

"Squeak."

The sharp screeching of brakes suddenly rang out. Dazhi used a perfect drift to steadily stop by the side of the road.

"Ouch."

A middle-aged woman with a baby fell in front of Dacha, her expression pained.

"Wow …"

The infant was thrown to the side and cried even louder.

Long Lin quickly opened the car door and walked out.

"Big Sis, are you alright?"

Long Lin carefully picked up the baby and squatted beside the woman, asking with concern.

"Aiyo …"

The woman did not answer. She let out another pained scream.

Kids matter.

His perspective-looking ability opened up and a flash of enchanting red light appeared in Long Lin's left eye. The infant's condition became extremely obvious in an instant.

Damn it!

There were obvious signs of old fractures on both legs and arms, but there was nothing unusual about the baby's body.

Fracture of the extremities is a common injury, but it usually does not occur in infants over one year of age.

When they collided, fell, or even fell from high altitudes, it was absolutely impossible for them to rely on the strength of their four limbs to protect their bodies. As a result, their limbs were fractured, but their bodies were perfectly fine.

When this happens, the baby's hands and feet will usually not be harmed, while the chest and abdomen will be severely injured, or perhaps the entire body will be injured.

Then, there was only one possibility left.

This poor one-year-old baby had his limbs brutally broken.

Its purpose was self-evident.

As for why he didn't hurt the baby's position as a cadre, it wasn't hard to understand.

Infants are too vulnerable and their torso is vulnerable to premature death.

Looking at the baby who was crying loudly, whose tender face was covered with blood due to rubbing on the asphalt, the cold killing intent surged continuously in Long Lin's bones.

A crazy new pattern of pengci.

How innocent is the baby?

How crazy was this guy?

This was the most inhuman porcelain that Long Lin had ever seen.

Compared to Zhang Hai's younger cousin, who was controlling the rogue children, this group of bastards were even worse off.

Although a street child could not escape the clutches of those devils, at least they still had some ability to take care of themselves. But what about a baby?

It was just a tool for profit.

Compared to his tragic childhood, this infant that was treated as a profit was undoubtedly much more miserable.

"Wife, son, are you two alright?"

Just as Long Lin's killing intent surged, a middle-aged man disguised as a farmer rushed out from a shed at the side of the road.

"Let go of my son."

The middle-aged man who looked like a farmer put down his hoe, snatched the baby from Long Lin's hands, and rubbed it with an expression of heartache.

"Son, be good."

The man patted the baby gently on the back.

"Crack …" "Wow …"

Abruptly, faint sounds and baby cries sounded from behind, causing Long Lin's killing intent to become even colder.

The baby's left leg was broken again!

The old fracture wound that was about to be healed was broken by the middle-aged man.

Ultimate scum!

This was not just discrediting the peasants, this was discrediting the humans.

The middle-aged man's shout and the woman's painful screams startled many "farmers". In a moment, six "farmers with all sorts of tools" rushed out of the shed and surrounded Long Lin and the woman.

This was one of the important urban and rural roads leading to Yanjing. There were a lot of cars coming and going.

But when they saw the group of 'farmers' holding onto their farm tools, filled with righteous indignation, and ready to kill anyone they disagreed with, no one dared to stop for a moment. All of them carefully turned around and rushed towards the Yanjing.

The baby was very pitiful, but Long Lin didn't rush to save the child.

He had to get rid of all evil.

Only by completely eliminating this group of ultimate scum would there be no more such crazy human tragedies.

Long Lin used his X-ray vision to look at the pitiful baby, and then slowly stood up.

His expression was calm and his killing intent was cold.