Meanwhile, in the alley behind Lin Jinglong.

Hundreds of men also came from behind to flank them.

"Kid, we're here on behalf of the Martial Arts Association. I'm Qin Sui, the association's steward. You just killed a martial artist on Tongluo Street and damaged a building. You need to come with us for questioning."

The burly young man approached Lin Jinglong, holding a rope specially made for martial artists, capable of binding even Martial Venerables.

Yuan Xing, who was standing to the side, flew into a rage.

"You're deliberately picking a fight, aren't you? Our Master Lin is the victim! Those two who were killed were assassins on the Blacklist!"

"As for the damaged buildings, our Dragon Soul Guild has already sent people there to handle the aftermath, and the Dragon family will cover the compensation!"

"The Long family?"

Qin Sui's cold gaze swept over Yuan Xing.

"You two bumpkins think you're qualified to demand compensation from the Long family?"

"Besides, let's stick to the facts. You've already admitted that Lin Jinglong killed the people and damaged the houses of the local residents. Doesn't that settle things?"

"Come over here and cooperate with the investigation!"

Qin Sui waved his hand.

More than two hundred martial artists surrounded them from all directions.

Yuan Xing's expression changed drastically.

He lowered his voice to remind Lin Jinglong.

"Master Lin, the Martial Arts Association is not to be trifled with."

Lin Jinglong nodded.

He guessed that this was another scheme by the Long family; they really did have one thing after another.

However, he was also curious.

Where did that bastard Zhang Junhu go?

Just then, on the distant 100-meter-tall building, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window near the top floor, Zhang Junhu stared in disbelief at what was happening on the street.

The Martial Arts Association actually surrounded Lin Jinglong!

"Who the hell gave this order?"

He turned around abruptly and roared at his men.