Pan Wenlong took the photo back into his pocket and said with a smile: "The person in the photo is called Zhao Dongsong. His home was blown up by gas before. Fortunately, he did not die. The police temporarily protected him and passed his

Confession, your boss Huang Wenbin seems to be very suspicious."

Although there was no look of surprise on his face, Li Gang, who kept having doubts in his heart, suddenly thought of the two strange security guards who had appeared in the casino before. If Pan Wenlong's words were true, then Zhao Dongsong and Xue Zhongtang might have been there that night.

He really wasn’t burned to death, but if the other party really had evidence, why would he still ask questions about him? Wouldn’t he have been arrested long ago? Thinking of this, Li Gang smiled and said: “Don’t worry, if the police really have evidence, we good citizens will

I will try my best to cooperate. I'll leave first. Team Pan will sit here for a while." After saying that, he stood up and left. He walked to the bar and said a few words to the waiter. After a while, the waiter brought a few bottles.

The wine was placed on Pan Wenlong's table and he said: "Sir, these wines were invited by Brother Gang, please use them with caution."

Pan Wenlong, who was drinking beer, not only thought that Li Gang was quite smart. Although he just wanted to test him, he never found any clues from his expression. But the only thing that was certain was that the fire in the casino must be related to the disappearance.

Zhao Dongsong and Xue Zhongtang are related because his informant once mentioned that it seemed that two people committed the crime, so at this time Pan Wenlong was even more sure that Zhao Dongsong was not dead either.

After returning to the police station, Pan Wenlong told Li Lu the conclusion he had drawn. The latter was very excited after hearing the news that Zhao Dongsong was probably not dead. She planned to tell Zhao Dongsong's parents the good news, but when she thought that Zhao Dongsong was still alive

If I didn't show up, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't believe me, especially what happened at the funeral home last time, so I decided to wait for a while.

…

After Huang Wenbin listened to Li Gang's narration on the sofa in the living room, he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the girl named Xue Wenwen would have such a high ranking next to her. Her background doesn't seem to be very simple. Have you checked?"

Li Gang, who was standing next to him, whispered back: "I asked some gang bosses. This girl named Xue Wenwen seems to be the daughter of a gang boss in Guangdong. Their family is powerful and their industries span all walks of life. This time

We're afraid we'll be in trouble."

Huang Wenbin patted the table, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "No matter how powerful he is, he is still in Guangdong. This is Hubei. Am I still afraid of him? Haven't you seen the skills of those people? If you don't get hurt by you, why should you be afraid?

have?"

Li Gang smiled bitterly and said nothing, because he knew very well that if Murong Zhen didn't give him a chance to breathe and rowed directly, he might be lying in the morgue at that time, and I'm afraid he would have to be more careful about this person in the future.

…

Early in the morning, Xue Wenwen went to the airport to take Xue Guohui, who had arrived from Wen Xun, back to the hotel. Murong Zhen and Luo Gang, who were recovering from injuries, hurriedly walked out of the bedroom when they heard the old man coming. Murong Zhen said with shame: "Please.

The old man punished me, but I failed to find the eldest young master."

Xue Guohui sighed, indicating that Murong Zhen should not blame himself, and said softly: "I heard from Wenwen that the master you faced this time was very good, but he was actually injured by him. What happened?"

After sitting down, Murong Zhen replied calmly: "This young man is less than thirty years old and has actually developed a golden bell that can withstand any cold weapon attack. This alone makes it difficult to hurt him, and he also has

He is proficient in the very powerful iron sand palm. If he accidentally hits the internal organs, if he is not a strong person, he may vomit blood and die on the spot."

Luo Gang, who looked pale at the side, probably felt it personally. His ribs were still aching. After listening to Murong Zhen's story, Xue Guohui said thoughtfully: "Isn't it said that the golden bell shield is a unique skill of Shaolin? They and

It doesn’t matter the Zhang family and the Sun family, how can a gangster have such abilities?"

Murong Zhen shook his head and replied: "I don't know much about this, but I understand one thing very well. When it comes to dealing with such a master, there are only two options. The first is to use a gun. I think you can also choose this option, old man.

It won't be used. After all, it doesn't fit in with our style. As for the second point, we must find someone with the same hard skills to confront him, or there must be a master who is proficient in the human body's veins to break his.

Golden bell, so that my hidden weapon can kill them immediately, but where can I find these two types of people?"

Just when everyone was worrying about these two conditions, Luo Gang on the side suddenly shouted, which made everyone else focus on him. Luo Gang smiled and said: "If we talk about a head-on confrontation, I do have a candidate.

Among my brothers in Hutang, there is a boy named Wang Hai. He has a brother who was mentally ill before, but later recovered, so he hangs out with him in the gang. His name is Yun Xingfeng, and he is stronger than me.

Every time we fight, he rushes in front as a human shield. I have personally seen someone hit him with an iron rod as thick as a bowl and nothing happened. I think he should be able to withstand that kid's iron palm. As for being proficient in Qi channels

I don’t know what the master is.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Guohui immediately asked: "Where is that boy named Yun Xingfeng now? If he is in Guangdong, let him come here to see me immediately."

Luo Gang laughed loudly when he heard this and replied: "It doesn't have to be that far. That kid likes to play everywhere. He is in Jiangcheng at the moment."

…

After receiving the call from Luo Gang, Yun Xingfeng took a taxi to the hotel without stopping. To his surprise, this time he actually allowed himself to meet Xue Guohui, the leader of the Xue family, and his daughter Xue Wenwen. Because his status was usually very low,

At most, I can only see the hall leader Luo Gang.

After Yun Xingfeng sat down on the sofa with a nervous look on his face, he suddenly found Murong Zhen opposite him staring at him with a gloomy expression. He had heard a little about the latter's strength, but now that he had seen him in person, he was moved by him in his heart.

That cold look in his eyes made him shrink for a moment.

After seeing the Yun Xingfeng mentioned by Luo Gang, Xue Guohui smiled and said, "Are you the very brave Yun Xingfeng that Luo Gang mentioned?"

However, at this time, Yun Xingfeng had not yet escaped from Murong Zhen's terrifying eyes. He was sitting there stupidly in a daze. Luo Gang beside him angrily slapped his head and cursed: "What's wrong with you kid?"

Son, the old man is asking you something."

After being photographed, Yun Xingfeng stood up quickly, looked at Xue Guohui and replied: "Yes, old man, I am Yun Xingfeng."

Xue Guohui laughed twice, motioned for him to sit down, and then asked: "Have you ever practiced any Kung Fu?"

When Yun Xingfeng heard the old man ask this, he suddenly replied with excitement: "Speaking of kung fu, I'm pretty good. I'm practicing hemlock. If I master it, I'll be invulnerable."

Upon hearing this, Murong Zhen suddenly slipped out a sharp dagger from his sleeve and waved it in front of Yun Xingfeng. When the latter saw this posture, cold sweat broke out on his forehead from time to time and he swallowed several times.

Luo Gang gasped and shouted: "You kid, stop bragging now, tell the truth, what's going on?"

Yun Xingfeng stared at the dagger in Murong Zhen's hand and replied: "I do know some qigong, and of course I am not an ironclad, but I am not afraid at all if an ordinary steel rod hits me.

It’s true, but if it were a knife, I’m afraid it would hurt a little bit.”

Helpless Luo Gang looked at Xue Guohui and said: "Old man, I think we should find someone else. I think this guy's words are a bit unreasonable."

But Xue Guohui did not agree with Luo Gang's words, but said to Yun Xingfeng with a smile on his face: "If you were to fight with someone who knows how to use iron sand palm, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

Yun Xingfeng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't talk about Iron Sand Palm. Even if he is gold sand or silver sand, I don't take it seriously. My qigong is to restrain those masters with amazing strength, even Luo Xingfeng."

I don’t care about the hall master’s awesome energy, haha.”

Just after Yun Xingfeng said these words, he suddenly felt waves of murderous intent appearing around him. He trembled and looked up, only to see Luo Gang staring at him with a lifeless expression and clenching his fists.

His hands were making the sound of bones moving. Yun Xingfeng, who immediately realized that he had just made a mistake, hurriedly begged for mercy: "Boss, don't be angry. Of course, I still can't withstand your strength, haha."

Xue Guohui was deeply interested in what Yun Xingfeng said just now and smiled: "Yun Xingfeng, do you mind letting Luo Gang punch you?"

Yun Xingfeng replied with a bitter face: "The old man has spoken, I don't care." After saying that, he took off his coat and walked to the middle of the living room. After standing firm, Yun Xingfeng took a deep breath.

He slowly raised his arms, palms down, and slowly pressed down. After his shoulders shook for a while, he said to Luo Gang: "Hall Master Luo, don't be merciful, just hit him casually."

Although Luo Gang was still injured at this time, it was no problem for him to hit a powerful and heavy punch. After seeing Yun Xingfeng prepared with no fear on his face, he walked up to him and sneered.

He said: "Boy, you have to think carefully. If I punch you, even a cow will be knocked down by me, let alone a human being?"

Murong Zhen on the side snorted and said: "Don't call it a bull, don't forget that your fists are just like scratching an itch for that kid who can use the golden bell."

Luo Gang, whose face turned red and green, took a deep breath, took a small step forward with his left foot, put his back foot on the ground, placed his left hand flat in front of him, palm down, and made a fist with his right hand at his waist.

Seeing that Luo Gang was ready, Yun Xingfeng nodded sharply, then his eyes widened. Luo Gang narrowed his eyes and roared. At the same time, he quickly rotated his waist hard, and a domineering force penetrated from the soles of his feet to his waist.

, before turning his right hand from the waist to his own fist, he swung out a punch like lightning and hit Yun Xingfeng hard on the chest.

Everyone in the room heard a muffled sound, and Luo Gang's fist was firmly pressed against Yun Xingfeng's chest. Although Luo Gang did not feel the stinging sensation from his fist this time, it made him confused.

The solution is that his strength seemed to be absorbed by Yun Xingfeng's body in an instant, as if it was hit on a sponge. At this time, Yun Xingfeng's face turned very red, and his body jerked forward after a burst of contraction.

This thrust was so strong that nothing special could be seen, but Luo Gang, who was pumping his fists, suddenly sat on the ground.

Seeing the hall master fall, Yun Xingfeng hurriedly adjusted his inner energy and ran over to help Luo Gang up. He smiled and said: "Boss, are you okay?" Luo Gang didn't have any expression on his face. He was still thinking about what happened just now.

Surprised by the strange thing, while Yun Xingfeng was pushing his body forward, the fist he was pressing against the opponent suddenly felt an equally domineering force bounce towards him instantly, as if the fist he had swung was being hit by

The person's reflection came back as it was, and if he hadn't put in extra effort to resist in a hurry, he would have probably flown out.

Seeing this scene, Murong Zhen suddenly blurted out: "Are you from the martial arts world? From Wudang?"

Yun Xingfeng was suddenly stunned. He was not surprised because the other party guessed his method, but he did not expect that his ordinary performance would actually make the gloomy-looking Murong Zhen look surprised.

Yun Xingfeng shook his head and replied: "My kung fu was accidentally cultivated by myself. This is a relatively special kung fu. It happened before I went to Hutang. In short, it is strange, let alone talk about it.

, as for people in the martial arts world, this should not be the case.”

Murong Zhen, who hurriedly calmed down his emotions, said softly: "When I was still traveling around the world, I was walking on the street once. Because the traffic was not developed at that time, many people were crossing the road without permission. Suddenly there was a car.

The out-of-control car suddenly crossed the yellow line and crashed into a pregnant woman. At this critical moment, a Taoist wearing a Wudang Taoist robe, square boots and holding a floating dust rushed to the pregnant woman in two steps.

In front of me, because the speed of the car was too fast, the Taoist could not avoid it. Just when I was sweating for him, a strange thing happened. I saw that this Taoist was just like Yun Xingfeng just now,

He quickly inhaled the handle, stood sideways, and actually used his body to block the front of the oncoming car. What made me even more unbelievable was that after the Taoist withstood it, his body suddenly shrank backwards.

Suddenly he pushed forward, and the whole car was tilted up by the impact, and the Taoist priest took advantage of this gap to take the pregnant woman away from the dangerous zone."

Xue Guohui, who looked surprised, asked hurriedly: "What happened next?" Murong Zhen looked at Yun Xingfeng and replied: "Because at that time, I had just entered the world, and I was young and vigorous, so I immediately found the Taoist priest and wanted to discuss with him. But

I was rejected by him several times, but once I stood in front of Wudang Gate for three days and three nights, he finally agreed to come out to see me. As for the process of the competition, I won’t explain it here. That time, I saw what talent

He is a true master. I think if this Taoist priest were here, he could defeat the young man who knows the golden bell shield with at most one move."

Luo Gang blinked his eyes hard and said with a look of disdain: "I say Murong Zhen, you always tell some very suspenseful stories. This is a real society. You are not a martial artist and you are not Zhang Wufeng, please."

Murong Zhen ignored Luo Gang lazily and said to Yun Xingfeng calmly: "If you can successfully help me defeat the young man who knows the golden bell this time, I will immediately transfer you to the Snake Hall and become the old man's side.

A member of the special protection team, what do you think?"

Although Luo Gang didn't pay much attention to what Murong Zhen said just now, he heard these words very clearly, and he had personally experienced Yun Xingfeng's unique skills just now. How could such a good player let Murong Zhen be poached?

He ran away and hurriedly stopped him: "I said Murong Zhen, what do you mean? Don't you know he is my brother in Hutang?"

Murong Zhen did not reply a word to Luo Gang from beginning to end. Instead, he stood up, walked to Yun Xingfeng, patted his shoulder and said, "Success depends on you." After that, he turned around and left the living room.
To be continued...