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Chapter three hundred and seventeen no mercy

Skinning is like picking bones, both tall and strong men. Although they have not yet entered the dark energy, they also have the power of the peak of Ming energy. With this struggle, even a chain is sure to break it, let alone human hands.

However, Lin Chong's hands remained motionless!

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Chong's mouth. After grabbing the skinned hands, he did not attack immediately. Instead, he was calm and turned his head to look at the face under the skinned cloak. The sharp-eyed gaze seemed to penetrate the skinned body!

Deep in the pupils, the cold murderous intent was unconcealed!

"How is that possible!"

The skin was shocked and his eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing became rapid.

Peeling knew that he was in an extremely dangerous situation at this moment, and the murderous intent from Lin Chong made his eyes twitch and his hair stood up.

Intuition tells the skin that we must immediately break free from Lin Chong's hands, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!

The face that was skinned and hidden under the cloak twisted, and the eyes were flashing fiercely. Finally, he no longer wanted to break free from Lin Chong's hands, but instead barely turned his palms, trying to control the scalpel with his fingers and slash towards Lin Chong's wrist.

"it's over!"

But before the idea of ​​peeling was taken into action, Lin Chong's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and his hands suddenly forcefully grabbed the skinned arms and pulled them left and right!

"Swish!"

With the sound of tearing the scalp, Lin Chong pulled off his skinned arms by Lin Chong. Blood spurted out like a fountain from the uneven broken arms!

"ah!"

The skin made an inhuman scream, and his body staggered back, but he was tripped by the corpse on the ground and fell on the floor. The blood gushed out from the broken arm dyed the floor blood red!

His body twisted like a live fish, but without the support of his hands, he couldn't get up for a long time. He could only lie on the ground and look up at Lin Chong, his eyes full of resentment and resentment.

Lin Chong threw down the broken arm in his hand and walked slowly towards the skin.

Peeling knew that he was dead. As blood continued to flow from the broken arm, even if Lin Chong didn't kill him immediately, he wouldn't live long.

But the skinned personality is much tougher and more fierce than bone removal. Instead of begging Lin Chong for mercy, he endured the severe pain and said word by word: "Tell me your name so that I can know whose hands I died!"

"You'd better be a fool." Lin Chong walked to Peeping, stepped down with an expressionless face, stomping the peeled sternum into pieces, and his internal organs turned into rotten meat. "On the road to the underworld, I will repent to the family you killed!"

The skinned eyes raked violently, and a strange giggle came out of the throat, and a large amount of blood foam poured out from the mouth.

"You...kill me... Hundred ghosts... won't... let you go..." The skinned eyes stared at Lin Chong, as if he was about to bring Lin Chong's appearance into hell, and a vicious curse broke out from his mouth, "I... wait for you... and yours..."

"Noisy!"

Lin Chong frowned, and secret force surged out from the soles of his feet, shaking away the last strand of vitality of skinning and interrupting his last words.

Although he killed the skin, Lin Chong's face was not happy. His eyes swept over the other three corpses and sighed softly: "I'll avenge you, rest in peace..."

As he sighed, Lin Chong's body shook and turned into a afterimage and left the room.

After a few minutes.

The sudden loud noise alarmed other residents on the same floor. A bald middle-aged man in shorts appeared at the door, leaned into half of his body, and looked carefully into the room.

The strong smell of rancid made him unable to help but cover his nose.

Due to the dim light indoors, the bald middle-aged man looked at it for about half a minute before he could vaguely see the scene in the room.

He suddenly felt a sudden thrill, and he sat on the ground with a shrill scream: "I'm killing..."

Several police cars surrounded Chen Yuan's villa.

Director Tan looked serious and took several policemen in the living room to talk to Chen Yuan's parents. Fang Yewu, Chen Yuan, Xu Lin, Han Feier and other girls were also present.

Several policemen questioned the bodyguards in the villa on the other side.

"Mr. Chen, you said that the killer broke into the villa and was about to attack you, he was rescued by a young man who suddenly appeared?" Director Tan asked with a frown.

"Yes." Chen Yuan's father, Mr. Chen who was mentioned by Director Tan, had recovered from calmness at this time. He was a little displeased when he heard this. "If it weren't for that young man, my wife and I would have died long ago. Director Tan, you don't ask the murderer, but instead ask my savior, what does it mean?"

Chen Yuan's father is also a well-known entrepreneur in Gyeongju City. He is very flexible and soon he heard something strange from Director Tan's words.

"Because the murderer who wanted to be unfavorable to you has been killed. In a small park several kilometers away, the police dog just found the other person's body." Director Tan touched his chin, his expression was unpredictable. "Mr. Chen, can you tell me what the young man who saved you looked like? Or what his name is?"

"Dead?"

Chen Yuan's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and she exchanged glances with the other girls, and felt indescribable gratitude for Lin Chuang.

Fang Yewu's eyes flashed, and a seductive smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She thought to herself: "That guy Lin Chong is really amazing. He solved the trouble so quickly. It's not in vain that my aunt is so kind to him. It seems that she will be better for him in the future."

Chen Yuan's parents were also inexplicably surprised. A big rock fell to the ground in their hearts, and their tight body relaxed.

Chen Yuan's father pretended to think about it and shook his head regretfully: "I'm sorry, I only saw the back and heard the sound. I didn't know what he looked like, nor what his name was."

Director Tan looked at Chen Yuan's father with deep meaning: "Mr. Chen, are you sure you didn't see clearly?"

"Of course, does Director Tan not believe me?" Chen Yuan's father's face darkened, "Director Tan, please leave. We just encountered such a thing and felt a little uncomfortable. I'm not far away to send it!"

Although he was given an order to expel the guest, Director Tan did not feel embarrassed, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

Intuition told him that the water in this matter was very deep, and he, a small branch director, would be better not to get involved.

"Since Mr. Chen is feeling uncomfortable, let's come again next time." Director Tan stood up, greeted several other policemen, and walked out of the Shen family's villa.

"Director, the serial murderer is dead, do we still have to continue investigating?" A policeman asked cautiously. "According to the photos from the scene, the murderer seemed to have fought with his life before his death and was tortured..."

"Of course we need to check it out, but we didn't ask any clues this time, so we can only do it slowly." Director Tan sighed.

The policeman understood it, nodded after hearing this, and stopped talking.

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