A New Character Every Month

Lin Zian rubbed her little head: "Go to the back room and rest."

"Ah."

Lin Ping'er nodded and went into the back room.

Since the door was knocked twice, there was no more sound.

But through the light, one could easily see a figure standing outside the door.

As Lin Zian opened the door, the policeman outside the door also appeared.

He was around 50 years old, with a kind face on his chubby face. When he saw the door open, he smiled restrainedly and said, "Young Master Lin, I'm very sorry for disturbing you."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling man.

Lin Zian nodded and stepped aside.

After the arrester came in quickly, he pointed to the stool inside and said, "Sit."

"No need, no need."

The policeman shook his head again and again, and then said kindly: "We have already investigated the matter on Linhu Road. Those people are repeat offenders themselves, and they deserve to die."

Chapter 120 The Third Terrible Punishment

Lin Zian smiled, but did not speak.

This result did not surprise him.

Although he only showed a small part of his strength during the day, even this strength is not weaker than the ordinary innate, and according to those Pengci gang, the leader of their Black Tiger Gang is just an innate.

Even with the blessing of Huayangzong's elder status, I'm afraid he wouldn't offend a congenital for a few trash, not to mention that Huayangzong is still too busy to take care of himself.

Therefore, it is already clear what the officials in the city will do.

"Mr. Lin, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang didn't know about this beforehand. After he learned the news, he has entrusted me to come over to apologize and offer compensation to you."

The police officer took out several bank notes from his body and handed them over: "Please accept it."

Lin Zian nodded: "Put it here."

"Then I won't bother Young Master Lin. If there is any trouble in Tianji City, just go to the Yamen and inform me."

The policeman put the banknotes on the table and left the room.

The door closed, Lin Ping'er walked out from the inner room.

Seeing the banknotes on the table, her eyes lit up, and she counted them with her little hand.

"100 taels... 400 taels, 500 taels, Daddy, there are 500 taels!"

Lin Ping'er happily raised her head.

500 taels, really stingy.

Lin Zian thought to himself.

Although he is not short of this little money now, the other party is an innate strong man anyway, 500 taels minus 300 taels, that is to say, only 200 taels is compensation.

How stingy is this?

Putting away his thoughts, Lin Zian rubbed Lin Ping'er's soft long hair, and put away the banknote.

If it wasn't for avoiding more trouble, he was lazy to collect the money.

After all, there will always be some people in the world who think that if you don't accept his compensation, you just hold a grudge and want to take revenge.

A little less trouble is a little bit.

It is indispensable, only once and for all.

Late at night.

Lin Zian's room was dark.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a soft sound on the window, like being hit by a stone.

Lin Zian quickly opened his eyes, his gaze calm.

When I came to the window and opened it, I saw a blurry black figure standing in the shadow below with just a glance.

Lin Zian turned over and slowly fell to the ground under the blessing of the wind.

A black shadow came out of the shadows, it was the beggar who had met him once during the day.

"Mr. Lin, this is the information you want."

The beggar handed Lin Zian a stack of thick papers respectfully.

Lin Zian casually tossed a fifty-dollar silver note, and put away all the paper.

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

The beggar flattered: "Next time you need it, just come to me."

Lin Zian nodded slightly.

Although there are no gangs of beggars in this world, it is easy for people like beggars to form gangs.

And it's almost everywhere without being noticeable.

As long as they are well controlled, it is really suitable to use them to inquire about news.

Back in the house, Lin Zian lit an oil lamp and turned over the paper.

The information recorded on it is nothing else, but the information of those members of the Black Tiger Gang who he has turned into useless people, and everyone who has come into contact with him since he left.

Although he felt that encountering Pengci during the day was probably the temporary intention of the small gang, he was not afraid of ten thousand but just in case. What if someone ordered it?

And that's why he commissioned the beggar organization to investigate.

There were a number of names on the paper, along with their relationship to the gang, their occupations, and their places of residence.

Lin Zian looked through them one by one.

Most of them are relatives, friends of that small gang, or members of the Black Tiger Gang.

Only a few people caught Lin Zian's attention.

[Liu Jiawen; treating the wounded; doctor; living now...]

[Deng Hu; investigating the case; arresting the police; living now...]

【Mu Dingsheng; visiting; friend; living now...]

......

Just thinking about it, Lin Zi'an excluded the doctor and the policeman, and his eyes stayed on a name.

[Mu Dingsheng; visit; friend; currently living in Room [-], Tianzi, Tongren Inn]

"Mu Dingsheng, surnamed Mu..."

Lin Zian looked to his right hand, and the copper coin was spinning rapidly on his fingertips.

In an instant, it turned into a phantom.

"Does it have anything to do with the Lingnan Mu family?"

puff!

Lin Zian collected the copper coins and got up to decorate the room.

Putting on a night suit, he quickly fell from the window, rushed into the shadows, and flew towards the Tongren Inn.

He has always felt that the biggest difference between himself and others is that he is very self-aware.

He is not the kind of resourceful genius who can piece together the information he wants by relying solely on scattered and messy information.

For him, instead of thinking hard, it is better to arrest him for interrogation first, which is more effective than anything else.

As for what to do if the other party refuses to speak, that will have to wait until we meet.

Fellow Inn.

Tianzi No. [-] room.

Mu Dingsheng tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking of that scene during the day, he felt a little lost.

"He is dead, why did he appear again, and his strength has become so strong."

A serious look flashed in his eyes.

Ordinary people may not be able to see how delicate that pair of feet is, but as someone who has been nurtured by a master-level powerhouse, even though he is the peak acquired, he can still glimpse the horror hidden under Ye's feet.

Even if it is a strong master, it is rare to make the gravel shoot out in the direction he preset while stepping on the ground.

If he simply stepped on the ground, he could easily do it, but it was impossible to judge in which direction the gravel would shoot out, and the power would not be too great.

As for the innate master, the power is there, but it is impossible to control the direction of the gravel.

Only at the Grandmaster level can one achieve similar effects by relying on the superb manipulation of internal power.

However, it is also difficult to use it easily with every gesture like that person.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a sound in the living room.

Mu Dingsheng's expression changed, he quickly lifted the quilt and fell to the ground.

She didn't wear shoes, and approached the living room along the wall lightly.

When he came to the door, Mu Dingsheng cautiously looked over his head, and through the thin moonlight pouring in from the window, he didn't see a single figure.

Boom!

The voice came again, and Mu Dingsheng hurriedly looked over.