The expressions of the three of them were serious, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn.
"Second brother, the people I sent out are constantly missing, and now more than ten people have disappeared. This is a matter of life and death. The county magistrate also asked us to help him find people, but in this situation, you still can't
Let's talk to the county magistrate, I'm afraid all the brothers under our command will have to get involved."
Jiang Sanhai was the first to break the silence. Upon hearing this, Jiang Dahai also looked at the head of the family, Jiang Erhai.
It seems that Jiang Dahai has the same idea as his third brother.
Jiang Erhai did not answer directly, but closed his eyes and pondered.
"Xian Zun Liu's son disappeared outside the city. This has nothing to do with our Sifang Escort Agency. However, since the county Zun Master also asked for it, I will help. But now it seems that I am afraid that he has already interacted with those weird people at this time.
Things are somewhat related."
This time yesterday, Mr. Liu suddenly came to his door and asked the Sifang Escort Agency to help him go out of the city to search for his missing son. I thought this time was just a small favor. After all, this Hengjiang City is still the territory of Mr. County Master. It is not easy to find someone?
But looking at it now, it seems that it is not simple. Moreover, more than 20 brothers have been killed.
Jiang Erhai looked into the eyes of his eldest brother and his third brother, frowned, and let out a long sigh.
"The disappearance of the Liu County Master's son is indeed quite strange. I heard that before his disappearance, the Liu family's son had been playing at Qiuyue Villa outside the city. Later, when the government officials passed by, the Liu family's son and the Liu family's escort maids were all missing.
After that, the county magistrate sent some officers to look for him, but they all disappeared soon. I heard that the county magistrate also invited a senior monk from the nearby Dayin Temple to perform rituals, but to no avail.
After that, we invited our brothers from Sifang Escort Agency to Qiuyue Villa, but they never came back...
I just regret that Mr. Liu didn’t tell me this in advance, but if we don’t continue to send people, what should I do if Mr. Liu asks about it?”
"Second brother, if we give up our job, does that Liu family dare to steal our Jiang family?" Jiang Sanhai, who had a hot temper, slapped the armrest and started shouting.
"Third brother, this Hengjiang City is the Hengjiang City for all of us after all. If we really want to fall out with the county magistrate, no one will be able to benefit from this matter!" The eldest brother Jiang Dahai frowned and sighed.
"Okay, let's give it up for now. Later I will hold a banquet to have a good chat with the county gentleman. I really can't give him a gift. This old guy has many children. Although I am heartbroken about this accident, I might also want to
We are going to beat our Jiang family."
As soon as Jiang Erhai said these words, the matter was settled.
There was a moment of silence in the lobby.
"Second brother, do you know that Brother Heng has started practicing martial arts recently?" Old San Jiang Sanhai said with a smile, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"Yeah!" Jiang Erhai nodded slightly.
"Brother Heng, this kid has become sensible now!" The eldest brother Jiang Dahai also looked pleased.
"It's too late!" Jiang Erhai shook his head, his face was dull and even a little disappointed, "The world is getting more and more uneven now!"
For a moment, there was a brief silence again in the lobby, and it seemed that the three people's moods became particularly heavy.
"Well, that's right. In troubled times, in the past years when running darts, one or two weird and bizarre things were encountered. This year, the number of brothers lost in one month is equivalent to the entire year last year!"
The third brother Jiang Sanhai had a sad face at the moment. These brothers were all trained by him and the masters in the escort agency. They had suffered a lot of losses recently, which made him feel heartbroken.
"And I heard that a few days ago, Liu's wife's family died tragically at home. More than a hundred people in the family died, not even a dog survived!"
"Second brother... how about... let's take a break and not pick up escorts for the time being?" the eldest brother said tentatively.
Jiang Erhai smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Okay, everyone is still busy, so let's leave now!"
Seeing this, the two brothers understood clearly, nodded and retreated.
Looking at the two brothers leaving, Jiang Erhai sighed slightly.
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Jiang Heng was already practicing the black sand boxing in his small courtyard, and asked Laifu to bring a large iron pot filled with fine sand, while Xiaorou added firewood underneath with a worried look on his face.
Black sand boxing needs to be carried out repeatedly on the baked fine sand, mainly to temper the skin and muscles of the fist.
In the early stage, use fine sand, then use the gravel, and then use some gravel with more obvious particles and edges!
After trying it for a little while, Jiang Heng felt a burning sting.
"Is this fried pig's trotters?"
Cursing secretly in his heart, Jiang Heng still endured the burning pain and punched the fine sand of the iron pot one punch after another without saying a word.
Of course, it's not because he has a strong endurance, but because the warm current in his Dantian is working. Every time, he feels a numbness on his fist, as if he has been given an anesthetic. In this way, not only does most of the pain disappear,
, even the burns on my hands have been a seesaw between recovery and injury.
Until the evening, Jiang Heng was still dealing with the Black Sand Fist, perhaps because most of the warmth in his dantian had dissipated.
Later, the pain Jiang Heng could feel obviously doubled, but fortunately, he finally passed the first stage and was completely accustomed to the fine sand.
I scratched a little with a small dagger, and there was only a little white mark on the back of my hand. But with a little more force, I could cut a shallow skin, but it didn't bleed. After a final scratch, the blood slowed down.
Slow overflow.
Jiang Heng nodded slightly, "The skin is nearly twice as tough."
"But the energy in the Dantian seems to be a little insufficient, so I have to find a way to replenish it!"
But at this time Laifu came in a hurry, saying that the master had returned home.
Hearing this, Jiang Heng immediately thought of what happened that night, his face darkened, and knowing that he could not delay at this time, he quickly stood up and headed towards his father's study.
But before he could walk out of the door, a scream suddenly came from the next door, and Jiang Heng's expression changed drastically in an instant.
Because the sound happened to be from the cousin next door!
When I left the small courtyard where I was, I happened to see a maid running out staggeringly.
"Second Young Master! Second Young Master! Something bad has happened!"
When the maid saw that it was the Second Young Master, her expression immediately calmed down a little, but her voice was trembling violently.
"what happened?"
"Master Wenyue is dead...dead!" The maid was so frightened that she immediately remembered something and knelt down repeatedly to explain: "I don't know anything, but Master Wenyue didn't respond to me all day long.
Then I went in and saw... saw."
Jiang Wenyue is actually a different kind of person in the house. When he is at home on weekdays, he is so obsessed with writing articles that he often forgets to eat and sleep.
Usually, if the maid receives no response, she will just leave the food box outside and leave. However, usually the maid will eat a lot of the food box the next time the maid comes over.
It was only this time that the food box was delivered twice, but not even one meter was entered. This made the maidservant suspicious and she ventured in to take a look.
Just this look...
"died?"
Jiang Heng frowned.
Damn! How could it be so fast?
"When this servant discovered Young Master Wenyue, Young Master Wenyue had already died long ago!"
"Let me go and take a look!" Jiang Heng said with a gloomy expression and strode towards his cousin's courtyard.
Jiang Heng strode inside, but when he reached the door, he paused slightly and thought for a moment before stepping inside.
There was a strong and unpleasant smell of heather inside, which made Jiang Heng frown.
Bang!
He smashed the window with a punch to let fresh air in, otherwise Jiang Heng felt like he was suffocating. It was like more than ten thousand heather flowers were crowded into a room.
The strong smell is almost nauseating!
"That's a lot of experience!" Looking at the scene on the bed, Jiang Heng's eyes ranged from weird to self-blame to shock.