After Mad Dragon was released from prison, I shocked the world!

"Weren't you being quite fierce just now?"

Lin Li walked back and patted Fan Yuanxiong's face, which was covered in oil, sweat, and dirt: "Come on, Young Master Fan, continue. I'm listening."

"Waaaah... I won't say it again! I won't do it again!"

Fan Yuanxiong was no longer the demeanor of a scion of a prominent family; he was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, and he was desperately trying to shrink back.

"Master Lin! Master Li! I was wrong! I have money! I have plenty of money! I'll give you as much as you want! A billion? Two billion? As long as you let me go, I'll give you anything!"

"Tsk, they really have no backbone at all."

Lin Li wiped his hands on Fan Yuanxiong's clothes with disgust.

Just then, Fan Zhonghui, who had been standing silently to the side, suddenly moved.

"Whoosh!"

With lightning speed, she slid a miniature pistol from her sleeve and, without any hesitation, fired three shots at Lin Li's back!

boom! boom! boom!

Fan Zhonghui was a very accurate shot; her three bullets, arranged in a triangular pattern, blocked all of Lin Li's escape routes.

But Lin Li seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

The instant the gunshot rang out, his body twisted at a very strange angle, leaving a trail of afterimages.

The bullet grazed the hem of his clothes, hitting the road and sending up a few sparks.

"You still dare to resist?"

Lin Li's tone was calm, but his eyes turned cold.

Seeing that his first shot missed, Fan Zhonghui did not panic. Instead, he quickly adjusted the muzzle of his gun and pulled the trigger repeatedly while retreating.

"That's interesting."

Lin Li's figure flashed continuously, and he even had the leisure to comment, "Much better than your good-for-nothing brother."

Fan Zhonghui didn't say anything. Seeing that the magazine was about to run out, she was about to change it.

Ding!

A glimmer of silver light suddenly appeared in the night.

Lin Li suddenly flung his hand, and a silver Zippo lighter spun and flew toward Fan Zhonghui's face.

Just as it was about to hit Fan Zhonghui's eyes, the lighter cap suddenly popped open, and the flint inside sparked a burst of blinding sparks.

The sudden bright light made Fan Zhonghui unconsciously squint her eyes.

In that very instant!

call--

A gust of wind rushed towards me.

When Fan Zhonghui opened her eyes again, a sharp pain shot through her wrist.

Click.

The pocket pistol that belonged to her was already in Lin Li's hand, the cold muzzle pressed against her forehead.

"Miss Fan, your marksmanship is quite good."

Lin Li looked at Fan Zhonghui's emotionless eyes and said coldly, "If you dare to move again, I'll smash your head in."

……

Half an hour later.

In the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng, in a very secluded high-end apartment.

This is one of the properties that Liu Dayao specially prepared for Lin Li. It is usually unoccupied and is perfect for dealing with some matters that are not convenient to be seen in the light of day.

In the living room, Fan Yuanxiong was tied to a chair. His right leg injury had not been treated, and he was in so much pain that his face turned pale and he was trembling all over.

Fan Zhonghui, sitting in another chair, also had her hands tied behind her back, but her back was straight and her expression was calm.

"Lin Li, since I've fallen into your hands, I admit defeat."

She spoke first, her voice cold and clear: "You are a cultivator, and I am a martial artist. I understand the principle of 'the victor is king, the loser is villain.'"

"I can stay as a hostage and do whatever you want with me, but I have only one condition—let my brother go."

"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Yuanxiong, who had been humming and hawing, widened his eyes and revealed an expression of ecstatic joy.

He shouted almost immediately, "Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Master Lin, Master Lin! Did you hear that? She's willing to stay! She's willing to be a hostage!"

Fan Yuanxiong seemed to realize something, and his expression became extremely obsequious and shameless.

"Master Li, my sister is a famous talented woman in the capital. She's beautiful, has a great figure, and is still a virgin! You won't regret keeping her!"

"If you let me go back, I promise the Fan family will never bother you again! From now on, we're family!"

"You're my brother-in-law, and I'm your brother-in-law! Let's wipe the slate clean!"

In order to survive, he even wished he could pack up his sister and send her to Lin Li's bed right now.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhonghui's eyes flashed with deep disgust, but she did not refute it; she simply looked at Lin Li quietly.

Lin Li held several silver needles in his hand, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the brother and sister.

"Young Master Fan, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."

He couldn't help but clap his hands, a mocking look on his face: "You're quite adept at selling your sister for personal gain."

"hey-hey……"

Fan Yuanxiong smiled shamelessly, "Mr. Lin, you flatter me. A wise man submits to circumstances..."

"But what do you mean, 'family'?"

Lin Li walked up to him, expressionless, and said, "Fan Yuanxiong, do you think I, Lin Li, am a man who would betray his principles for a beautiful woman?"

"Do you still believe that your life is equivalent to your sister's innocence?"

"No, no, no..."

Fan Yuanxiong trembled at Lin Li's gaze and quickly said, "Master Lin, I... I didn't mean that..."

"The Green Source Ecological Plantation, the corpses of eight young girls."

Lin Li held a three-inch-long silver needle and waved it in front of Fan Yuanxiong.

"The oldest of those girls was only eighteen, and the youngest was only fourteen. They were treated like animals while they were alive, and after they died, they were buried under fruit trees as fertilizer."

"Young Master Fan, do you think you can just let this score slide with a simple 'we're family'?"

Fan Yuanxiong trembled and shook his head frantically: "That has nothing to do with me! It was done by my subordinates! It was Pan Zhongwei and Jiang Kuan who did it!"

Whether you know it or not is no longer important.

Lin Li grabbed Fan Yuanxiong's chin and forced him to raise his head.

"Since your brain is full of dirty and filthy things anyway, I'll perform a minor surgery to 'cleanse' it for you."

"W-What are you doing?! Don't do anything rash! I'm from the Fan family..."

puff!

Lin Li didn't give Fan Yuanxiong a chance to talk nonsense and quickly pierced the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head with the silver needle in his hand.

Next came the Divine Court, the Wind Pool, the Gate of Muteness...

His technique was swift, each needle imbued with a trace of internal force, directly destroying specific neural circuits in Fan Yuanxiong's cerebral cortex.

This is a forbidden technique called Soul-Locking Needle.

It won't kill people, but it will sever their sanity, block their memory and thinking abilities, and turn them into idiots.

"Uh...uh..."

After a dozen or so needles were inserted, Fan Yuanxiong's body convulsed violently a few times, his eyes rolled back suddenly, and he kept spitting out white foam.

He only stopped convulsing after Lin Li removed the silver needles.

However, at this moment, Fan Yuanxiong's entire facial expression changed.

He had a long trail of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, kept making silly "hehehe" laughs, and even lost control of his bladder on the spot.

"From today onwards, you are nothing but an idiot who only knows how to eat, drink, and relieve yourself."

Lin Li took a step back with disdain. "This is the best ending for you."