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Chapter 18 A Dark and Windy Night, You Are So Despicable

Su Chen had no way of knowing Li Mo's resentment.

He had already arrived at Linjiabao.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

There seemed to be even more people in Linjiabao at night than during the day.

Su Chen found a restaurant, ordered a small amount of food, and ate while waiting for his target to appear.

There was no curfew, and people came and went in front of the Misty Rain Pavilion.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Chen's gaze sharpened as he spotted Old Lin's figure.

He walked out of the Misty Rain Pavilion, as if he had been unloaded of a burden, and strolled leisurely through the streets.

Before they knew it, they had wandered into a brothel.

Upon seeing this, Su Chen's expression hardened slightly. This old fellow was clearly enjoying himself.

Without hesitation, Su Chen followed the other person in shortly after they entered. Fortunately, he was fast enough not to lose them.

As soon as I entered, a group of girls dressed in flamboyant clothes rushed towards me, each wearing only thin clothing.

Although Su Chen's face was covered, in Lin Family Fortress, such attire did not seem strange.

Some guests were even stranger, but the girls were already used to it.

Su Chen remained unmoved by the girls' enthusiasm.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Old Lin embracing three girls as they entered a room.

Su Chen pushed aside the women, found a secluded corner, sat down, and said to the madam, "Bring me some dishes!"

Upon hearing this, the madam's face fell. She had assumed the customer was there to spend money, but it turned out they were there to eat and drink.

"Who comes to the women's brothel just to eat!"

After grumbling, he obediently called over the waiter.

Subsequently, several more women came to serve Su Chen, but without exception, they were all pushed away by Su Chen.

Seeing Su Chen eating and drinking nonchalantly, the group of girls couldn't help but mutter a curse and left.

Ten minutes later, Su Chen, who had just finished eating and drinking, saw Old Lin walking out with his underwear up.

Three women—this old guy really couldn't handle them; it ended so quickly.

Shaking his head, Su Chen left money for the meal after Old Lin left the brothel and followed him out.

"Sir, you've been following me for so long, is there something you need?"

Old Lin seemed to have noticed Su Chen following him, and led Su Chen through several turns until they arrived at a secluded alley.

Su Chen's figure was revealed. He hadn't bothered to hide it much to begin with, and now that he had been discovered, he simply stepped forward.

Old Lin sized up Su Chen, who was tall with a knife wrapped around his waist and only had one arm.

Strangely enough, the knife at his waist was placed on the spot where his arm had been severed.

Are there such swordsmen?

Old Lin couldn't help but feel puzzled. His thoughts kept flashing, but he couldn't find any memory of Su Chen in his mind.

So he said, "Who are you? What brings you here so late?"

As he said this, he took a step back, keeping his distance from Su Chen.

Clearly, judging from Su Chen's actions, he probably didn't come with good intentions.

Faced with Lao Lin's question, Su Chen remained silent. Why waste time talking so much nonsense? Just charge in and get to work!

In an instant, Su Chen's figure shot out like a cannonball and arrived in front of Lao Lin in a flash.

Old Lin was prepared, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he faced Su Chen's swift movements.

A punch was thrown, carrying a sharp gust of wind, and came whistling in.

Seeing this, Su Chen struck out with a palm without hesitation. It was an ordinary palm strike, but it carried an even more savage power.

boom!
"what?!"

The moment their fists and palms collided, Old Lin's expression changed drastically, and a blush instantly crept up his cheeks.

He stumbled back more than ten steps in a panic before finally managing to steady himself.

One of his arms trembled incessantly, and his gaze as he looked at Su Chen was filled with profound shock.

The moment his hand collided with Su Chen's, a sharp pain suddenly struck, as if his arm was about to break.

It felt as if he was facing not a palm, but an incredibly hard block of iron.

The brief exchange left Old Lin looking extremely pale. He shook his arms and slowly clenched his fists, trying to regain some strength.

"This guy's iron palm is truly terrifying!"

Old Lin's eyes flickered, and just then, his pupils contracted slightly.

Su Chen had no intention of giving him time to recover and charged forward again.

This time, however, Old Lin didn't foolishly confront Su Chen head-on.

With skillful movement, Old Lin proceeded cautiously, constantly dodging Su Chen's attacks. "This person is strong, but he only has one arm, while I have two. As long as I'm careful, the advantage in this battle is in my hands!"

Old Lin's mind raced as he dodged and searched for an opportunity to strike, determined to kill Su Chen with a single blow.

Just then, Su Chen raised his palm and struck the other party.

With a slap, like swatting a fly, it landed directly on Old Lin's cheek.

He was so dizzy from the blows that he was sent flying backwards, crashing hard into the wall.

The wall made a crisp sound and cracked open, while Old Lin's body fell to the ground.

He coughed violently several times, spitting out broken teeth and blood. With half of his face swollen and red, he looked at Su Chen with apprehension.

"do not move!"

Su Chen stepped on Old Lin, looking down at him with a hoarse voice.

"What have I done to offend you, sir? Please spare me for the sake of the Lin family manor. Whatever you want, if I have it, I will give it to you!"

Old Lin spoke in a trembling voice, his voice whistling through the wind.

Su Chen didn't answer, but instead stomped hard on the other person's foot and said, "Now, I'll ask you a question, and you answer it."

"Alright, alright, please ask, sir." Old Lin nodded like a quail.

"Who exactly issued those assassination missions for Lin Family Fortress?"

“There are many, possibly various forces or individuals, but I don’t have the authority to contact them.”

"If someone accepts and completes an assassination mission, but suffers retaliation from the perpetrator, would you leak their information?"

"No... Ahhh... Usually not, but, but in special circumstances... it might cost extra, just extra money..."

Hearing this, Su Chen's expression darkened slightly, and he kicked the other man again, causing Old Lin to scream in pain.

"How much money are you willing to pay to have your life taken?"

"Thirty taels, no, fifty taels, no, ninety taels, that's all I have."

"Where's the money?"

"At my house, I'll take you there."

"No need, just tell me the location."

"No, what if you take the money and kill me?"

Old Lin shook his head like a rattle-drum, completely disagreeing.

Suddenly, his expression changed, as if he had thought of something, and he stared wide-eyed at Su Chen:

"You, you're Tie Niu?!"

I was too nervous just now and didn't think about Su Chen's identity.

But after being asked a few questions by Su Chen, and recalling what happened with Tie Niu, he suddenly connected the dots.

"Wait a minute, your arm..."

Upon realizing that the other party had seen through him, Su Chen subconsciously followed the other party's gaze to his arm.

However, at that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

Old Lin suddenly sprang up, grabbing Su Chen's wrist with one hand and slamming his fist into Su Chen with the other.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, revealing a chilling glint.

This punch carried an overwhelming killing intent from Lao Lin!
"Go to hell!!" Old Lin roared.

Click.

Tick ​​tock.

Blood dripped from Lao Lin's body, soaking the dry ground.

Old Lin stared in disbelief at the other arm that suddenly sprang out from Su Chen's body, a knife in its hand.

And the knife pierced through his body.

"You, you're so despicable!"

Old Lin coughed up a mouthful of blood, staring at Su Chen with grief and indignation.

He never expected that Su Chen's severed arm was fake, a deception.

Inside, there is also an arm hidden.

That knife was originally meant for this arm!

stab.

Su Chen drew his knife, and blood slowly trickled down the blade.

There was a pop.

Old Lin lay in a pool of blood, staring intently at Su Chen, his eyes wide open in death.

(End of this chapter)