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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.