Capítulo 477: Chapter 296 I'm Really Not the King of Killers

In the elevator.

Croney was heavily pinned down by Lin Chuan, his hands twisted behind his back, his breathing chaotic, unable to move.

During the brief fight that had just occurred, elbows, palms, fists, knees, legs, in the melee, Lin Chuan was ferociously unrivaled. Croney had sustained internal injuries and was spitting blood.

The sharp energy in his chest was, at this moment, dissipated by more than half.

His whole being immediately wilted, he remained silent, uttering not a word.

Lin Chuan dragged Croney out of the elevator.

Then, with deft movements, he stripped off Croney's coat and bound him.

Linjiang Mansion, 32nd floor.

The night was dark as ink, like a painting.

The cold wind swept across the river, bringing ripples in waves, the sparse lights of fishing boats twinkled, and the moist, icy air entered through the crack of the window with the wind, fiercely landing on Croney's face.

On the other side was the residential garden.