So, law enforcement officer Xiao Zhou paused for just a moment, then took the initiative to answer the phone without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Lin Ping'an's eyes moved slightly and he listened attentively.

At this distance, to him, it was no different from being right next to his ear.

"Found it... The facial information recognition shows that this person's name is Zhou Shang, and he is the head coach of the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School in Dihai City. The registered information is that he is a third-grade warrior..."

"His only living relative is a nephew named Zhou Qiang, who attends Tianyang City No. 1 Middle School."

"Besides that..."

In less than a few minutes, Lin Ping'an had almost figured out the whole story.

Zhou Qiang? Uncle? Zhou Shang!

I see.

Good news: The true identity of the fourth-grade cultist is Zhou Qiang’s so-called third-grade warrior uncle, and the previous threat has been resolved without anyone knowing.

Bad news: Uncle Zhou Qiang is not an ordinary third-grade warrior, but a fourth-grade cultist with a hidden identity. The old troubles have just been solved, and new troubles are about to appear.

A moment later, law enforcement officer Xiao Zhou took Lin Ping'an back.

At this moment, the cordon has completely blocked off the area, and there are no other unrelated personnel inside.

The president of the Martial Arts Association also arrived at this moment with a group of senior officials.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Zhou quickly stepped forward to report the information he had obtained.

"What? Zhou Shang? It's him! This bastard is actually a cultist!"

"Humph! I knew he wasn't a good guy! He turned out to be a traitor! He deserves a good death!"

"What a shame! If we had known about this earlier, we would have arrested him long ago! Maybe we could have gotten some information from him!"

"Dihai City is not our responsibility. We can only inform the Martial Arts Association there and ask them to investigate! We need to investigate the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School in particular. Maybe there are some who have slipped through the net."

"Nephew? And that nephew, send someone to take him back for investigation as well!"

“…”

Everyone was discussing, expressing their opinions and ideas.

Not far away, Lin Ping'an was silently practicing the "Concealment Technique". While restraining his own presence, he listened quietly, thinking and analyzing bit by bit, and drawing relevant information from it.

However, at this moment, the president of the Martial Arts Association suddenly felt something was wrong. He glanced around and his eyes fell to the side.

"Eh? Lin Pingan? Why are you here?"

There was a hint of surprise in his tone.

Hearing this, Lin Pingan raised his head and responded with a calm yet polite smile.

"President Song, I happened to stay here for a few days and happened to see the true face of that cultist, so I specially offered some help."

At this moment, he kept speculating in his mind that the other party should have reached the peak of the fifth level and was about to touch the boundary of the sixth level.

Otherwise, the problem wouldn't have been noticed so quickly.

On the other side, other high-ranking officials of the Martial Arts Association also shifted their gaze upon hearing the voice, with vaguely puzzled expressions on their faces.

It's really strange!

Why hadn't I noticed him before?

But as he watched, a thought suddenly came to his mind. Maybe this Lin Ping'an was too ordinary, so he was subconsciously ignored.

It is normal for this situation to occur.

After the thought flashed through their minds, they put the doubts behind them and stopped thinking about them further.

When the president heard this reason, he frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but after shaking his head slightly, he didn't take it to heart.

A mere person who became the weakest level by practicing "Painful Demon Body" is not worth taking seriously at all.

The intuition I just had definitely has nothing to do with it.

"Well! In that case, thank you for your help, Lin! But the following matter is not suitable for you to continue to participate, so leave here first!"

"Oh right! Be careful these days, especially when you encounter someone behaving strangely, you should be more alert."

The president gave a few casual instructions and waved his hand, letting him leave.

In response, Lin Ping'an did not refute anything, nor did he try to be different. He just nodded and turned away.

All the information that needs to be known is already known, and there is no need to continue to participate in the remaining matters. It would be better to go back and seize the time to improve your strength.

This time, there is no need to hide outside. Zhou Qiang’s uncle has already been killed, and the remaining cultists will be hunted down frantically by the Martial Arts Association.

During this period before the martial arts exam, it is safe to practice at home.

When he left, a group of senior officials and the president of the Martial Arts Association, under the guidance of the law enforcement captain, entered the battle scene to check.

Broken wall, in front of the giant knife mark.

"Oh my god! This attack! It's too strong! It's really too strong!"

"What kind of martial arts is this? It actually has such a strong destructive power! Concentrated! Sharp! Simply unstoppable!"

"Horrible! It's so horrible!"

“…”

Nearby thousands of pieces of minced meat.

"It's so satisfying! The cultists should be torn into pieces!"

"This senior is definitely a man who hates evil, otherwise he wouldn't be so cruel to the cultists."

"This knife skill is absolutely at the master level! Every piece of meat is very even, as if it was carved from the same mold."

“…”

In front of the tiger head on the wall.

"Uh... this... this senior... is quite good at playing!"

"This fourth rank is so miserable! He actually encountered such a strong man!"

"Creative! So creative!"

“…”

There were three locations in a row, and every time they arrived at a location, the top leaders of the Martial Arts Association would exclaim in amazement.

The bloody and brutal murder scene was created to have the atmosphere of a fan meeting.

Of course, this may be related to the fact that the deceased was a cultist, otherwise, they would not be so relaxed.

Not far away, the president remained calm and did not brag about the unknown warrior.

But when the law enforcement captain held up a transparent plastic bag, pointed to the remains of a fruit knife handle inside and said that this was the weapon.

Even the president, who was at the peak of the fifth rank, could no longer remain reserved and spoke in an excited tone.

"This... this is definitely a sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster! Moreover, he is one of the best among them, and he is not far from breaking through to the grandmaster level."

Hearing this, the others flattered even more vigorously, constantly praising this unknown martial arts master.

Finally, the top brass and presidents of the Martial Arts Association decided to report the matter but not publicize it.

Since the senior did not show up and did not claim the reward for killing a fourth-grade cultist, there must be a reason.

When facing this martial arts expert who is about to be promoted to a grandmaster, taking the initiative to show goodwill is something that must be done, regardless of whether the other party cares or not.

In addition, ordinary people and witnesses must also sign relevant confidentiality agreements to prevent the news from spreading widely.

In short, think about what your predecessors are thinking and help them clean up their messes.

…

at the same time.

Lin Ping'an had no idea that he had inexplicably become a so-called quasi-grandmaster, and was wildly imagined by those in the Martial Arts Association as a martial arts master who was about to be promoted to a grandmaster.

At this moment, he had just got off a taxi and walked into a familiar neighborhood.

As soon as I entered the community, I met neighbors who came to inform me of the news.

"You're safe! You're finally back! A few days ago, a gangster broke into your house!"

"That's right! I heard that the security door was destroyed."

"But don't worry. We called the Martial Arts Association and heard that they took the man away and made him pay compensation."

“…”

Several elderly people kept talking, one after another.