At this moment, Zhou Yang saw that the others had already left, and with a hypocritical expression on his face, he spoke with a forced smile.

"Lin Ping'an, let's go! Get in the car, I'll take you on your way!"

As he spoke, he folded his arms, stood aside, and waited.

Seeing this scene, Lin Pingan sneered in his heart and pretended not to notice and sat in the passenger seat.

He was just a peak third-grade warrior, someone who could be killed with one move at any time if he wanted to, but he actually pretended!

interesting!

How interesting!

Not far away, Zhou Yang's attitude also became a little unscrupulous at this time. He sat in the driving seat without caring about the thoughts of Lin Pingan next to him.

In his opinion, there was no one else here to get in the way, and he could kill a mere first-grade trash at any time.

But at this moment, the original idea of ​​killing directly has now changed.

Anyway, the person is under control and can be killed at any time.

But if we can capture it alive, or make it a member of the cult.

Then, it is very likely to gain greater benefits.

In short, Zhou Yang planned to take Lin Ping'an to a secret place first.

At that time, it will not be too late to make a decision, whether to kill it or keep it under control, depending on the situation.

After this attack, if he kills someone, he will inevitably lose his public identity.

If there was a second option, Zhou Yang didn't want to be exposed so quickly.

This was also the important reason why he did not kill him immediately.

In the passenger seat, Lin Pingan looked out the window bored. Even though he realized that the road was wrong, he did not say anything.

He just wanted to see what tricks the person next to him could come up with.

With enough strength, you will be confident enough.

A quasi-grandmaster of the sixth rank can try to fight him, but it is effortless to kill those low- and middle-level warriors below the sixth rank.

As long as there are no high-level warriors, Lin Ping'an will be in no danger at all.

Based on his own judgment of his own strength, he could still defeat a strong man among the sixth rank even now.

But if you want to escape, you can still do so.

At the same moment, Zhou Yang took out his cell phone and made a call while driving.

"Hey, hey, hey... We've got the person! Let them go back to the old place to discuss! Kill? What are you killing? Let's talk about it when we get there!"

"That's right! Be quick!"

In the passenger seat, Lin Ping'an yawned and spoke slowly.

“Don’t make phone calls while driving, and don’t drive while making phone calls.”

"There are thousands of roads, but safety comes first. If you don't drive properly, your loved ones will shed tears!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yang glared at him fiercely, his tone full of malice.

"Stop talking nonsense! Lin Ping'an, I think you lack respect for the strong!"

"It lacks a good beating from society."

Hearing this, Lin Pingan sneered, supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the car window, and spoke casually.

"Respect? That's for humans? Not for cultists and other beasts who betrayed humanity!"

The next moment.

The car was filled with murderous intent. Zhou Yang, who was driving, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. His face was ferocious and his tone was bloodthirsty.

“Hahaha… you little bastard! Are you tired of living? Do you know that your life is in my hands now?”

"He's just a piece of trash at the early stage of the first rank, a being that can be easily crushed to death. How dare you be so rampant?"

In response, Lin Ping'an seemed to feel nothing and still maintained his nonchalant look.

He waved his hands gently and spoke casually in a tone of coaxing a child.

"Alright! Alright! I get it! You're the best! You're the most awesome! Come on! You're a grown-up! Why are you still throwing tantrums like a child? There's nothing I can do about you!"

At this moment, Zhou Yang's face became more ferocious with anger, his eyes turned red, veins popped on his forehead, and his teeth were gritting.

Even the steering wheel in his hand was deformed. If he hadn't controlled it forcibly, it would have been crushed.

After taking several deep breaths, Zhou Yang suppressed his murderous intent, snorted coldly, and spoke viciously.

"Hmph! You little bastard! You're just showing off your power of words! Wait till we get there! I'll show you how I can deal with you!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator to the floor and the car sped away like a flash of lightning.

Ten minutes later.

"Squeak...squeak...hiss..."

After several seconds of screeching tire friction sounds, the black sedan stopped.

Then, Zhou Yang pulled out the key, opened the door and got out of the car, speaking with malice.

"We're here, little bastard, get out of the car! Are you still waiting for me to invite you out?"

There was a sense of ill intention in his words and he seemed to be rubbing his hands together.

Lin Ping'an took a quick glance at the building in front of him and could already sense the presence of those third-grade auras inside.

Then, he opened the car door, got out, and spoke with an indifferent expression and a calm tone.

"You have scolded me three times. Now that we are here, you are useless! Go to hell! Kill me!"

Having said that, without waiting for the other party to react, he flashed and made a move with one hand.

He used his arm as a knife and performed the first move of the Three Avici Knives. In an instant, he cut out a purple knife mark with an evil aura.

After a moment, the knife cut across the opponent's neck, cutting it off as smoothly as cutting tofu.

Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of shock, and fear was deep in his eyes.

“You… uh… uh…”

Unfortunately, Lin Ping'an was too lazy to listen to the other party's last words, because they were not good anyway.

He swaggered forward and snatched the car keys from his hand.

This thing will be useful later, and he doesn't want to walk or run back.

After doing this, he walked towards the detached villa.

There are a few cultists waiting inside, and we can't let them become alert and escape.

Although those guys couldn't run away at all, it would be quite troublesome to disperse them and chase them down one by one.

For Lin Ping'an, the most annoying thing is trouble.

On the other side, Zhou Yang's eyes had lost their luster. He wanted to activate the blood erosion in his body to transform and gain self-healing ability to save himself.

But he was horrified to find that after his neck was cut off, his whole body was out of control and only his brain could remain temporarily awake.

After more than ten seconds, it collapsed with a loud bang and fell to the ground. Its head flew far away and countless blood spurted out, dyeing the ground red.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

At the same time, Lin Ping'an, who had already walked to the door, looked back, then turned his head again with disdain and stretched out his hand.

“Boom boom boom…”

"Open the door and check the water meter!"

At this moment, several cultists who were waiting in the villa hall became alert instantly.

"Who is it? Who is knocking on the door? Did Zhou Yang betray us?"

"Be careful! Could it be those guys from the Martial Arts Association who are here?"

“…”

Before they could finish, there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open by a huge force.

Seeing this scene, several cultists' hair stood on end and they were so scared that they quickly got into position.

A few seconds later, a figure approached with a slightly arrogant step.

"Lin...Lin Ping'an?"

"What? Lin Ping'an? How...how could it be you?"

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come by yourself!"

"Damn bastard! Are you looking for death?"

"Where's Zhou Yang? Where's that guy? Why are you here? What's going on?"

“…”

After recognizing the person, several cultists were so shocked that their eyes went wide open and their minds became a mess.

Didn’t we agree to capture the person?

Why is it that only Lin Pingan is seen now, but not Zhou Yang?

Could it be that...even the peak third-grade strength has collapsed?

That's nonsense!

Or maybe this is a trap set by the Martial Arts Association, and Zhou Yang has already betrayed them?

But I have only heard of people rebelling and becoming cultists, but I have never heard of anyone being able to rebel!

What on earth is going on here?