Chapter 1152: Chapter 1167: He Who Brings Misfortune Upon Himself Cannot Live

"Lin Mu, today the three of us brothers, have irreconcilable differences with you." The aura of the three masked men suddenly rose, as if they could tear Lin Mu to pieces within a single move.

"Alright, since you’re all going to die anyway, let me send you on your way!" Lin Mu beckoned the three masked men.

"Attack!"

The three masked men shouted in unison, then leapt into the air, simultaneously charging towards Lin Mu.

"Overestimating yourselves." Lin Mu snorted lightly, his words full of disdain as he swiftly counterattacked the charging masked men.

Bang bang bang, suddenly, a series of dull crashing sounds echoed in the silent night. The three masked men were clearly skilled too, surrounding Lin Mu and launching a fierce assault.

Yet Lin Mu remained unfazed; although these masked men were skilled, there was still a significant gap compared to Lin Mu. After dozens of consecutive attacks, the three masked men hadn’t wounded Lin Mu in the slightest, while Lin Mu easily countered, like a cat playing with mice, wearying them first; once they were exhausted, he would finish them off completely. In such a scenario, it felt extremely satisfying!

Soon, his aura suddenly intensified, an unprecedented oppressive force left the three masked men gasping for breath. Under these conditions, the three were soon panting heavily, quickly running out of stamina.

"Alright, enough playing, let’s end this." Lin Mu smiled, his aura suddenly amplifying several times!

The three masked men were shocked and terrified, not expecting Lin Mu to unleash such a powerful aura.

The air was filled with the constant sound of friction, occasionally sparking like lightning. Lin Mu concentrated all his Black Qi into his two palms, and when he swung his fist, it unleashed a deep boom.

The three masked men, still perplexed by such bizarre air movements, suddenly felt a tightness in their chests, as if a thousand-pound boulder was cascading down on them!

"Argh..." The three masked men were successively knocked to the ground, simultaneously spewing bright crimson blood, yet they struggled to rise again.

"Die!" Lin Mu struck once more fiercely, delivering a merciless fatal attack to the three opponents with his Continuous Heart-piercing Kick.

The old man had taught Lin Mu, "If people do not offend me, I will not offend them. But if they do, I must kill them!" Now his opponent led a SWAT team trying to kill him, so Lin Mu dealt with his opponent without mercy; being lenient to an enemy is cruelty to oneself. A real man must not have a woman’s kindness. If you don’t kill your enemy, once they survive, they’ll certainly retaliate with a deadly attack! In the North African Grassland, Lin Mu had long developed this ruthless mentality, so he shows no mercy to his enemies.

The three masked men spewed blood, screaming miserably, then all collapsed to the ground, convulsing for a moment, and soon became motionless.

Zhou Jiande saw the situation, slowly retreating step by step, survival being paramount; Zhou Jiande certainly couldn’t act like a little lamb waiting for Lin Mu to slaughter him at will. The three Iron Blood experts had all fallen to Lin Mu, let alone him, the small police captain.

"Hehe, Captain Zhou, where are you going?" Lin Mu chuckled softly with his back facing Zhou Jiande.

Zhou Jiande heard Lin Mu’s voice, akin to the arrival of the grim reaper, involuntarily trembling all over.

"What... what do you want?" Zhou Jiande stammered, using the last shred of courage in his heart to address Lin Mu.

Lin Mu turned around with a chuckle, looking at Zhou Jiande, "What do you think? Do you still think you can escape under these circumstances?"

Faced with Lin Mu’s words, Zhou Jiande indeed had nothing to say; Lin Mu was absolutely right. Whether it’s the SWAT captain or the Iron Blood Corps, nearly all meet their end at Lin Mu’s hands. His life was hanging by a thread now.

Once always composed and calm, Zhou Jiande was flustered, but no matter how composed, he couldn’t escape the fear brought by potential death.

"Then tell me, what can I do for you to spare me?" Zhou Jiande looked at Lin Mu and asked.

Lin Mu smiled at Zhou Jiande, saying, "You’re mistaken; now it’s you begging me to spare your life. Don’t ask me; think carefully about what bargaining chip you have that can make me spare your life. If you can’t come up with anything, you’ll die just like them! Haha."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiande’s legs trembled, and he unwittingly knelt to the ground. There was no choice; who isn’t afraid of death? He suddenly realized he had no reason not to die; damn, that’s so terrifying!

"Even if you kneel and lick boots, it won’t work. Hurry up and think. I have no patience." Lin Mu said with hands on his hips.

Zhou Jiande dared not hesitate and eagerly used his mind to think, but even after exhausting his brain, he couldn’t come up with anything. Finally, in desperation, he released two stinking farts, angering Lin Mu to the point of cursing, "Damn, look at how useless you are. Better to just kill you!"

But in his panic, Zhou Jiande actually managed to think of something, "Hmm, I have something. I can tell you a major piece of information; you might be interested."

"What information? Tell me." Lin Mu asked.

"Information about the Iron Blood Corps. In a few days, the Iron Blood Corps will act against Jinye to forcibly seize their DNA-catalyzing enzyme." Zhou Jiande said while looking at Lin Mu.

"Ah, this information doesn’t seem very useful to me; I already knew it." Lin Mu said, spreading his hands.

"I not only know about the Iron Blood Corps moving against Jinye, but I also know why the Iron Blood Corps wants to deal with you." Zhou Jiande said.

Lin Mu frowned upon hearing this, "Oh, haha, you can tell me that, and let’s see if this information is worth your life."