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He desperately wanted to struggle free, but every time he struggled, the strength in his hands would increase by a bit, and slowly, he could only feel a wave of dizziness coming over him.

As long as one was a normal person, there was no one who wasn't afraid of death, not to mention someone like him who had a high position and great reputation. However, when this feeling of fear reached an extreme, it actually stimulated his strongest will to survive.

Seeing Lin Jin's calm and emotionless eyes, Zhang Wentao's mind started to work.

Although Lin Jin's eyes did not have any killing intent, Zhang Wentao was not able to discern if he had any intentions of killing him. Helpless, Zhang Wentao could only shift his attention away from him, focusing his entire body and mind, and following the method Hei Jiu taught him, he reconciled the tiny bit of spirit force in his body and shot towards Lin Jin's forehead.

Lin Jin's acupuncture points had already opened, and the energy in his Inscription Hall between his brows was revolving even faster, so how could he let this tiny bit of spirit energy shoot into it? The moment Zhang Wentao's mental energy touched the Inscription Hall, it was reflected back to him even faster than before, and shot through the center of his brows.

Lin Jin did not even feel the slight jump between his brows, only Zhang Wentao screaming miserably. His entire body trembled and he fainted on the spot.

Seeing Zhang Wentao fainting, Lin Jin suddenly felt a sense of doubt.

Just now, he had wanted to find out the evidence of his crime from Zhang Wentao, so he used only a little bit of force, and used some methods to force to hand over the evidence, and even almost caused his First Uncle to die. Who would have thought that Zhang Wentao's seemingly strong body would actually not be able to handle it, and suddenly fainted.

After putting him on the ground, Lin Jin released a wave of willpower. He began to investigate.

However, when he probed, he found that the aura in his body was very normal.

"Humph!" How dare you feign unconsciousness in front of me! "You act pretty good." Lin Jin who did not inspect carefully sneered, he casually waved his hand and shot a few zhenqi into a few of his hidden meridians.

Suddenly, the unconscious Zhang Wentao started to shake violently. In a short period of time, even the muscles on his face started to contort, becoming extremely frightening.

Poor Zhang Wentao. When he was rebounded back by the spiritual force he released, he felt as if his brain had been pierced by a needle, causing him to be unable to bear the pain. His subconscious consciousness passed out to protect itself.

However, how could Lin Jin detect such a slight change in his mental state? He thought that he was pretending to be unconscious, and used a method similar to the Nine Yin Soul Search technique in martial arts novels, to tap on some of the acupuncture points that he had discovered during his Qi deviation that were especially excruciating, and immediately woke Zhang Wentao up from the pain of his unconsciousness.

The pain in his head was still there. Having completely lost the ability to resist this pain, coupled with the itchy feeling coming from within his body, he felt so sad that it was even more unbearable than fishing it out from a pan of oil and using a blunt blade to scrape it again and again.

In less than a moment, his clean suit was completely drenched in sweat. He also fainted, woke up, woke up, fainted, repeated for who knows how many times.

But Lin Jin, who knew that this pain was unbearable, pointed at his mute acupoint in order to prevent his screams from being heard by others. He couldn't even vent his pain if he wanted to.

This pain was even more unbearable than the Qigong Deviation Lin Jin back then. How could a person like Zhang Wentao who had enjoyed thirty to forty years of happiness be able to endure this?

Lin Jin thought back to the miserable scene when he first met Big Uncle in the prison, and how he calmly looked at the fine quality wood that was laid out with bloodstains on the floor. He felt a kind of pleasure of revenge rising unceasingly in his heart.

Until Zhang Wentao fainted again but did not wake up, Lin Jin saw his twisted body lying on the ground. Only then did he let out a breath of frustration.

He removed the zhenqi that had been injected into his acupoints, and also helped Zhang Wentao comb through the acupoints and meridians that were just destroyed by his zhenqi. Not caring about the side effects that it would cause to his body, he lightly brushed against the Baihui on top of his head, and once again woke him up.

At this time, Zhang Wentao was no longer calm like he was before, and his vision became blurry. After searching for a long time, he finally found Lin Jin at his side. Trembling again.

He had lived his entire life. Zhang Wentao had seen a lot of people who were able to catch a prisoner and beat them up first, regardless of whether they had asked for it or not, they were just like this young man in front of him. This was the first time he had seen someone use such a technique.

He didn't even know how he was able to endure the pain earlier. Under the pain, he didn't even have the thought of suicide. It could be said that he had forgotten everything.

Under this kind of pain, dying became a type of extravagant hope that was hard to come by. For the first time, he regretted offending Lin Zhenbang.

Seeing Lin Jin leaning over, Zhang Wentao's body trembled again, and he said weakly: "You, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. If I want to kill you, I'll kill you. I just hope that you don't use the method you used just now to deal with me. "

When Lin Jin saw the fear that was hard to conceal in his eyes, he faintly smiled and believed his words.

"Alright, then tell me all the evidence of your crimes and how you wronged Lin Zhenbang.

"Remember, do not disappoint me. Otherwise, you will regret it!" Lin Jin spat out these words in front of him coldly, then stood up again.

As he lied on the ground and panted rapidly, Zhang Wentao said lifelessly: "Yes, can you let me rest for a while?"

Seeing his wet body, Lin Jin knew that he was close to collapsing. Nodding his head, he looked around, not putting this luxurious house in his eyes, and walked up to the balcony.

At this point of time, the sun had already set and more than half of its face was still on the mountain. Even the mountaintop was red from the reflection of the sun.

To him, the matter of Zhang Wentao and his uncle was just a small episode in his life. Although he was unwilling to admit it, to him who had embarked on this path, whether it was family or something else, it would continue to grow over time.

These things would be far away from him, whether he wanted to or not.

Ever since he had learned the art of invisibility, he had a vague feeling about this feeling. It was just that he had focused all his attention on how to save his uncle, so he hadn't felt it at all.

But now, they were about to solve Zhang Wentao's problem, allowing his Big Uncle and the others to resume their normal lives, and see the round of sunset.

Lin Jin suddenly had a strong premonition, it was as though he was about to leave the world and walk on a path that ordinary people would never be able to imagine.

At this time, because he was not at ease staying in other places, he found a stellar mirror hanging on a rope around his neck that was shining with an indescribable brilliance, shooting straight into Lin Jin's sandalwood acupoint, revealing a kind of strange premonition in Lin Jin's heart, making him appear extremely mysterious …

Inside the house. Zhang Wentao's breathing gradually calmed down. Although he was still unable to forget his nightmare, he was no longer as terrified as before.

Seeing Lin Jin walk onto the balcony, he started to think about his own path of retreat, although he did not dare to bear the pain just now.

He also knew that the normal energy he had wasn't qualified to fight against this person, but the hidden Hei Jiu, he couldn't reveal it no matter what. At least. With this trump card, he would have a chance to make a comeback.

Moreover, from finding the evidence to investigating, it would take a long time. As long as Hei Jiu could solve this problem, then he would use his relationship in the province. Although he might not be able to become the secretary, it would not be a problem to protect his life.

He watched from the balcony for a while. Lin Jin reckoned that Zhang Wentao had also recovered, so he leisurely walked to's side.

"How is it? Have you made up your mind?"

Zhang Wentao was afraid that Yue Yang also had that kind of heart probing technique, so he tried to recall that horrifying memory. He said in a trembling voice, "On the bed in the room to your left, there is a safe, the key is under the pillow at the head of the bed. As for Lin Zhenbang.

There are records there too … "

Lin Jin looked at him disdainfully, then walked towards the room he had pointed to. At the corner of the wall. As expected, he found a light gold safe. Without taking the key, Lin Jin silently activated his willpower and went towards the safe.

Under the pure white light of the lamp inside the room, the tight door of the safe gradually became transparent, just like how it used to disappear before his willpower.

Inside, there was a thick notebook. Looking at the style of the notebook, it was surprisingly simple and not luxurious at all. Furthermore, the surface of the notebook was very rough.

Lin Jin took out the notebook and opened it. Only then did he realise that this was a diary that Zhang Wentao had written all the way until yesterday. In many places, it recorded people's gifts that had collected and the people that had traded them with him.

Lin Jin never thought that the secretary of the county council, who looked extremely solemn on the surface, would actually have the same habit of keeping a diary like those corrupt officials in the news reports.

However, he did not care about these things. As he continued to flip through, he indeed discovered the record of him framing Lin Zhenbang in the diary a few months ago.

After closing the notebook, he no longer cared about Zhang Wentao who was still lying on the ground and the unconscious woman, and walked straight out of the door.

After walking a distance, a Mercedes-Benz slowly drove over, stopped beside him, and opened the door.

"How is it, is it done?" Wearing a pair of sunglasses, Zhou Hai rolled down the window and asked softly.

Lin Jin did not reply, he only revealed a faint smile and walked into the car. After the roar of the car engine, the Mercedes-Benz flew towards the direction of Ninghua.

However, Lin Jin, who was sitting in the car, never expected that, although there was a lot of evidence recorded in the notebook, it was merely written out by Zhang Wentao in case something happened. Although it was real, it was not enough for him to be sentenced to death.

The truly important things only existed in his mind …