When Wang Wen was established, he strode forward, and even the members of the Beggar Clan exclaimed in surprise. Huang Rong did not follow suit, but fell into deep thought.
Wu Santong on the side couldn't bear the sadness and said with his hands raised: "Senior Hong, my master's whereabouts are unknown now. This murderer just deceived me. There is no one in Dali. The bones of the two senior brothers are still cold. He actually dared to jump out at this stall to commit murder. In addition,
Your behavior is too arrogant! In view of the friendship you have had with my master for many years, Santong sincerely asks Senior Hong to make the decision for my lineage of the Duan family in Dali!"
After Wu Santong finished speaking, he knelt down and knelt on the ground, which shocked Huang Rong beside him. She quickly put her thoughts aside and stepped forward to help Wu Santong. Seeing this, Guo Fu hesitated for a moment and chose to follow her mother and stepped forward to help Wu Santong.
"father......"
The Wu brothers were a little at a loss and didn't know whether they should help their father up.
"Kneel down, too!"
Wu Santong was very stubborn. No matter how much Huang Rong and Guo Fu pulled him, his knees refused to leave the ground, and his whole body was nailed to the ground. He did not forget to turn his head and yell at the Wu brothers angrily.
The two brothers were frightened by their father's eyes, so they followed suit and fell to their knees.
"Brother Wu family, this matter involves too much. Master will definitely not stand idly by. You get up first."
Huang Rong rarely showed her gentle and gentle side and tried to dissuade her.
Wu Santong did not say anything after hearing this, but shook his head and continued to prostrate to the ground. Guo Jing could not be counted on, Xiangyang City could not do without him, and Huang Rong, as a female scroll, was still a little weak in terms of ability. Currently, she only had five skills.
Only Hong Qigong, one of the Northern Beggars, could stabilize this chaotic situation and bring justice to the abbot.
Hong Qigong quietly watched Wu Santong and his son fall into a brief silence. He and Dongzhang had spent a lot of time together, and they asked themselves that they really loved this young man Hong Qigong from the bottom of their hearts. He
I don't want to believe that Dongzhang would do such a thing.
But now all the trends point to Dongzhang alone, and he can't produce any evidence that can convince his gang members, so he feels a little helpless in his heart.
He quickly calmed down and said with his left hand: "Santong, I have a close friendship with your master. Master Yideng is an upright and peaceful man. Even I have received a lot of kindness from him. I will not ignore this matter.
I will definitely give you an explanation, don’t worry, you guys, get up first.”
It was Hong Qigong's words that worked. After hearing this, Wu Santong immediately burst into tears and said, "Thank you, Senior Hong!"
"No need to be polite, just get up."
At Hong Qigong's signal, Wu Santong stood up first. Seeing this, the Wu brothers behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help their father.
"Gang leader! The thieves are rampant! Wen Cheng asks the gang leader for permission to lead a team to kill Xiang Dongzhang's lair! We must make him pay with blood to comfort the elder's spirit in heaven!"
Wang Wencheng still respected Hong Qigong very much, and this man was indeed quite bloody.
Slowly looking at Wang Wencheng who was bowing forward with his fists clasped, Hong Qigong did not respond. Instead, he turned his head slightly to look at Huang Rong who was silent and asked: "Rong'er, what do you think?"
Huang Rong has always been mysterious and resourceful, and Hong Qigong is also used to throwing problems to this female disciple.
Although everyone knows that Huang Rong is a close disciple of Hong Qigong, the world does not know about Lu Qing, Huang Rong's junior sister, and Hong Qigong has not chosen to make it public.
But even so, everyone still felt a little uncomfortable, especially Wang Wencheng. It was obvious that Hong Qigong was partial to Huang Rong. Huang Rong glanced at the other party covertly and said generously: "Master, Rong'er is not very talented and has little knowledge.
What do you know? It's just brothers showing love. As for the disappearance of this gang disciple, Ronger thinks that the murderer is someone else..."
"Oh~ How can I see you?"
Hong Qigong nodded, obviously agreeing with Huang Rong's statement, and looked at the latter with interest.
"snort!"
When Wang Wencheng saw that the two masters and apprentices were standing there, completely ignoring him, he was so angry that he turned his head, folded his arms and sneered.
Slowly scanning the many disciples in the hall, Huang Rong suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, if you were the murderer, since you had the intention to keep him alive that day, would you go to great lengths to kill him afterwards? Do this.
What’s the point of it?”
"this......"
Everyone couldn't help but put themselves in someone else's shoes and felt that Huang Rong's words made sense. However, just now they were carried away by anger and felt that whatever happened to the Beggar Clan must have something to do with the murderer who killed Yu Jianbai that day.
Look at things with your eyes, and think about the logic of things without thinking.
"Gang Leader Huang, even though you have said this, that person still has something to do with it."
"That's right, maybe that brother escaped by chance that day instead of being exiled deliberately?"
Everyone expressed their opinions one after another. Huang Rong looked at them one by one with a smile and thought to himself that it was at least good to be able to use his brain and communicate. Then he smiled and said: "Yes, I can't rule out the situation you mentioned, but the chance is very small. Elder Yu must have some skills.
Everyone knows that even he died in the hands of the other party, so how can this brother escape unscathed? Is it because he deliberately hides his clumsiness? In fact, this brother is a hidden master.
Can’t do it?”
"..."
"I think you all should have the answer in your heart at this moment, so I won't say anything more."
After Huang Rong finished speaking, she turned to look at Hong Qigong who was standing in a high position and said, "Master, do you know the whereabouts of Dong Zhang?"
Hong Qigong hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "I don't know. As soon as I got the news, I rushed to the Tomb of the Living Dead behind Mount Zhongnan without stopping, but there was no one there. Then I rushed to his other side."
He is in a residence, but the buildings there are empty, and I don’t know where he is now.”
The second place Hong Qigong mentioned was the Sword Tomb. Everyone had different opinions on this. Some said that Dongzhang fled in fear of crime, while others thought that the murderer might not be Dongzhang, but these people were all Huang Rongna.
Sidemen and horses are a small number.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ignoring the speculations of the disciples, Hong Qigong looked at Huang Rong below with bright eyes and said: "Rong'er, did you discover something?"
Looking at Guo Fu who looked worried next to her, Huang Rong sighed quietly: "Whether the murderer is him or not, he may be back now..."
After Huang Rong finished speaking, needles could be heard in the general altar for a moment. It was one thing to know, but after the whereabouts of this person were really confirmed, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill. Dongzhang's evil reputation had long spread throughout the country.
However, he was one of the most ruthless people in the world. In the battle at Zhongnan Mountain, no less than a hundred famous masters died at his hands, and there were countless ordinary people.
After the battle, the stench of corpses spread all over Zhongnan Mountain for more than a month. The short-lived Nashi Villa truly became a ghost village. Anyone who saw it would shudder. The reason was because of the man named Dongzhang.
"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost, Gang Leader Hong, I will take some people to find out those people who hide their heads and show their tails, and give my brothers a clean slate!"
Wang Wencheng walked towards the entrance of the hall with a large number of people regardless. Hong Qigong did not choose to stop him. Now he could understand the excitement among the Beggar Clan. He just said to the two elders after Wang Wencheng left: "You guys
Let's go together too, remember, if you really meet that person, don't start a conflict, remember, you must send someone to notify me as soon as possible, and wait until I arrive to talk, do you understand?"
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"clear!"
The law enforcement elder and the elder in charge immediately came out and took orders to pursue Wang Wencheng, the chief helmsman.
Looking at the main altar where most of the people had left, Hong Qigong sat on the main seat, rubbed his brows tiredly and sighed deeply: "Rong'er, do you think it could be him?"
"Rong'er, I don't know..."
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at the same time.
Seventy miles north of the Beggar Clan Headquarters, on a mountaintop, a simple wooden house stood. It was a temporary residence built by the woodcutter at the foot of the mountain to take a break after work.
At this time, there were bursts of shrill screams coming from the wooden house. The frightened and desperate sounds were as if they had seen some great horror in the world, and they were extremely desperate.
Next to the wooden house, on the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, a man in black is sitting astride the edge, one leg dangling in the air, one leg bent and slumped casually, holding a wine bottle in one hand and taking a sip from time to time. The howling mountain wind blew up the man's
With her high ponytail, and if it weren't for the screams that came from the wooden house next to her from time to time, it would have been a scene of idle people in the mountains.
Soon, the screams in the room suddenly became louder and then stopped suddenly, startling the surrounding birds.
With a creak, the leaky wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and an elegant-looking young man stepped out. However, there were still some blood stains on his face, and the gold pendant on his left ear made people feel strangely charming.
different.
The young man did not look at the man on the edge of the cliff, but walked to the water tank next to the wooden house to fetch water and wash his hands.
"how?"
The man in black on the edge of the cliff did not look back, and his voice came softly behind him.
After washing his hands full of blood, the elegant man strolled towards the edge of the cliff, but when he heard a roar, a wine bottle immediately flew over in an inverted circle. He caught the wine bottle firmly with one hand. The elegant man took a few sips and followed suit.
He sat next to the man in black, with his feet dangling in the air. He looked at the pleasant scenery in front of him and smiled softly: "This kid has a very hard mouth. He moved his hands and feet to loosen it."
"Haha, got it?"
"Hired."
The conversation between the two was very casual and light, but in fact the process was very shocking. These two people were Dong Zhang and Zhang Yimeng. The wheel-turning king Zhang Yimeng is known as the executor in the world, despite his usually polite appearance.
In fact, there are not many people in the world who can compare with him in terms of torture. After all, his family comes from a criminal investigation background. Water torture is child's play for him. He can kill a person's entire body in a short period of time.
Peeling off the skin completely without killing someone is something that many veteran torturers cannot do.
After all, human life is very fragile, but it can make you stay awake and watch your skin being peeled off bit by bit. It is a huge blow to the body and mind of the victim, and many people cannot bear it.
of.
"What's that person's background?"
Dongzhang was not interested in the process of his execution. If this kind of thing was not abnormal, he would not be able to stand it. Now he only asked about the process.
"have no idea."
"have no idea??"
Dongzhang raised his eyebrows when he heard this. You spent an hour just asking the question.
"..."
Zhang Yimeng was choked by Dong Zhang's question, and then said slowly: "He didn't see the appearance of the person coming. He said he was wearing a fox mask, and he was dressed just like you before."
"Where's the skill?"
"have no idea."
"..."
"Did anyone die?"
Zhang Yimeng stretched slightly and glanced at the wide open wooden door: "I won't survive tonight."
"Um."
"Leave it to you, I'll take a nap..."
After Dongzhang finished speaking, he lay down on the edge of the cliff. He looked at the clouds passing by in the sky and quickly closed his eyes. Zhang Yimeng sat beside him with his knees bent and looked at the scenery at the bottom of the mountain without saying anything. Soon, he stood up with the wine bottle in hand.
Just walked down the mountain.
Just as he was about to walk into the forest, Dongzhang's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Old Zhang."
"Um?"
Dongzhang closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Remember to get me a bottle of wine when you come back."