"Regardless of whether this person is Xie Quan's apprentice or not, in short, he committed six murders in one day. Such a ruthless person should not be allowed to live." Ling Chen's face appeared somewhat grave as he spoke.
The situation left him with no choice but to worry; that person had no intention of holding back, aiming for complete annihilation. If such a person appears in the Martial Arts Tournament, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Returning to the villa, the power lines were reconnected shortly, and the house was bright once again. Ling Chen picked up his phone and called Hu Fei, asking him to help retrieve nearby surveillance footage to see if they could find the person's whereabouts.
"Ling Chen, what's happening to me?" At this moment, Nanrong Wanqing rubbed her forehead and slowly sat up from the bed.
"Are you okay?" Ling Chen asked with concern, "Someone came in to cause trouble, and you were drugged, which is why you passed out."
"What about those people?"
