An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Lynn's technique was incredibly precise. With his abnormal understanding of human anatomy as a senior surgeon, he instantly and violently dislocated Evans's left shoulder joint.

But that's not all!

Before Evans' scream could even escape his throat, Lynn's right hand gripped a hidden nerve plexus under Evans' armpit like an iron clamp.

That is an absolute fatal point that can instantly cut off the pain sensation and block the nerves when subjected to strong pressure, amplifying the pain tenfold!

It is said that the pain is even more intense than kicking a man's testicles to shatter them!

"ah!!!!"

A piercing scream, so shrill it was almost inhuman, instantly shattered the tranquility of the small shop.

Evans, like a mangy dog ​​with its spine removed, collapsed heavily to his knees with a thud.

Large beads of cold sweat instantly soaked through his expensive shirt like a waterfall.

Huan She was in so much pain that her whole body convulsed violently, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence. She instantly lost all ability to resist.

"Apologize."

Lynn looked down at the pile of mud, his voice devoid of any emotion: "Speak in Chinese, or I'll break your other arm right now and cripple your useless balls while I'm at it."

Although the sound wasn't loud, it sounded like a death knell from hell to Evans.

Fear +10

Fear +10

Fear +10

Seeing the series of glaring notifications refreshing in his field of vision, Lynn raised an eyebrow in surprise.

I never expected that this seemingly respectable elite lawyer would be such a coward at heart.

The fear value provided was so generous that it saved him the trouble of using any more methods.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I was wrong! Mr. Lin, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

While gasping for breath in excruciating pain, Evans surrendered without hesitation, crying and begging for mercy in extremely broken and distorted Chinese.

Seeing the other person's disgusting appearance with snot and tears streaming down his face, Lynn frowned in disgust and completely lost interest in torturing him any further.

He casually kicked Evans out the door like he was kicking trash: "Get out!"

"You...you just wait!"

Only after leaping quite a distance did Evans finally get up from the ground, covered in dust and grime, clutching his left arm that had been dangling miserably in mid-air.

They didn't even dare to utter a full threat, fleeing into the night like stray dogs without looking back.

The small shop was once again deathly silent.

"To openly beat someone into serious injury in front of me, a senior active-duty detective, Lin, you really have some nerve."

Annie stood by the table, arms crossed, her gaze sweeping over Lynn with a sense of re-examination.

Deep within those usually cold and hard eyes, there seemed to be some inexplicable glimmer of light.

She originally thought that Lynn only had an extraordinary talent in emergency medical skills.

But no one expected that this seemingly weak young man from Dongda University would have such terrifying fighting skills!

That kind of clean, precise, and cruel bone-dismembering technique is something even the police station's top combat instructors can't do.

In an instant, her curiosity about this man grew uncontrollably like weeds.

"What? Are you going to handcuff your savior yourself, officer?"

Lynn dusted off his hands, slowly turned around, and approached Annie with an air of oppression, his voice carrying a hint of unbridled mockery.

As the distance between the two was brought infinitely closer, the tense atmosphere in the air was instantly replaced by an extremely ambiguous sense of tension.

Faced with Lynn's approach, Annie did not back down, which was unusual, but her gaze shifted away somewhat unnaturally.

"Ahem!"

Annie cleared her throat and forcefully changed the subject: "I just said I didn't see anything, but... Evans is an extremely narrow-minded person, he will definitely not let this go so easily, he has a lot of connections in the legal system."

She paused, then raised her delicate chin, her tone carrying a hint of police officer pride:

"Why don't you beg me? Just say the word, and I can step in and smooth things over for you."

"Oh?" Lynn didn't beg for mercy as she had suggested; instead, she stared intently at her.

"It seems your relationship with this lawyer, Evans, is indeed quite complicated."

"You really want to know?" Annie raised an eyebrow, seemingly having finally regained some control.

"Not interested." Lynn shook her head decisively and ended the conversation without hesitation, then turned to grab her coat draped over the back of the chair.

"..."

Annie's delicate face twitched slightly, feeling as if she had punched a cotton ball with all her might.

She found, with a sense of despair, that Lynn bastard always acted unpredictably, leaving her completely baffled.

"Since you don't want to know, I'm going to tell you anyway."

Annie took a deep breath, seemingly in a fit of pique, and looked at Lynn's retreating figure, saying each word clearly, "To be precise, he is actually my fiancé."

The voice just fell.

Lynn, who was putting on her coat, suddenly stopped, her dark pupils contracting sharply but quickly returning to normal.

"Of course! It was just a political marriage arranged by those old fogies in my family for the sake of the family's interests. I never agreed to it, and I didn't even hold his hand!"

Noticing Lynn's unusual behavior, Annie, for reasons unknown, quickly added an explanation.

"..." Lynn remained silent, but a sudden realization dawned on her.

No wonder that guy named Evans reacted so strongly; it turns out he thought he had a bright green environmental hat on his head.

Yes, green eco-friendly hats should become a reality soon.

"What, are you scared now that you hear he's my family's arranged fiancé?"

Seeing Lynn remain silent, Annie couldn't help but speak up tentatively, her tone carrying a hint of something inexplicable.

"No."

Lynn slowly turned around, a wicked smile suddenly curving her lips, her voice rising slightly: "Hearing that you're a married woman... I'm actually more excited."

"what!"

Upon hearing these lewd words, Annie's eyes widened in shock.

A hint of shame and indignation instantly appeared on that cold and beautiful face, and her pale skin began to show signs of turning red like a duck.

He instinctively crossed his arms over his chest, his voice unusually stammering, "You... what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Haha, just kidding, don't be nervous, officer."

Lynn laughed out loud, then glanced at the time: "It's getting late, we should go. Let's go, I'll drive you home to be a good Samaritan."

If I don't go back soon, my newlywed wife, Mrs. Hill, will probably send me another text message urging me to pay my dues.

"Oh... okay."

Annie nodded sullenly, clearly still reeling from Lynn's incredibly impactful words.

But you didn't have to cut me off!

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing!

And I don't even need your love!

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough!

……

Just then, Annie's phone rang again in the shop.

Annie subconsciously took out her phone, saw an unknown number and was about to hang up when she saw Lynn, who was walking ahead, stop.

Lynn casually shook the screen, which displayed the dial pad, and raised an eyebrow at Annie: "Don't hang up yet, that's my phone number."

"How...how did you know my private number?"

Annie looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen with a puzzled expression.

She clearly remembered that Lynn did not take the parking ticket slip from her in the car.

Upon hearing this, Lynn stepped forward, bowed slightly, and stared intently into Annie's eyes with his deep, dark eyes, his voice low and magnetic:

"I only glanced at this number, but it was imprinted in my mind."

The words fell.

Annie felt as if her heart had been struck hard by something, and an unprecedented, strange emotion surged through her body like an electric current.

To hide her panic, she took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed this unfamiliar emotion.

She turned around and strode towards the cashier, trying to regain her dignity as a female detective by paying the bill.

"Boss, check please! How much is it in total?" Annie pulled out the black card that smelled of money and handed it over.

"No need, Officer." Old Chen, who was wiping the table, looked up and gave a simple yet shrewd smile.

"Why?" Annie was stunned.

"Because Mr. Lin already paid when he ordered. He's a regular customer of our restaurant," Old Chen explained with a smile.

Annie's hand holding the black card froze in mid-air.

She turned her head.

At this moment, Lynn was leaning against the door frame, and the neon light at the door, which was flickering a faint yellow light due to a malfunction, was shining on his perfectly sculpted jawline.

A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, and his deep eyes were looking at her with a half-smile.

"thump!"

At that moment, Annie clearly heard the sound of her heart skipping a beat.

……