If these crooked and evil people dare to cause trouble, there will be many unjust souls missing in the martial arts world."
Qian Qian's heart twitched. The evil evil that this person was talking about must include Hongdie.
Some among the heroes felt that this man was outspoken, while others thought that he was too rude towards his elders, and they started talking in low voices for a while.
"This arrogant boy, Mr. Qiu has already said that he has nothing to do with worldly affairs. Why is he still pressing forward with such harsh words? Which sect is he from?"
"That's not necessarily the case. Looking at the world, who can have the reputation of Mr. Qiu? As the saying goes, when a person is in a high place, he should protect the weak. I think what this young man said is not unreasonable."
At this time, Mr. Qiu stood up. At this time, Qian Qian could see this person's appearance more clearly, but he had an amiable look, and there was a majestic look between his eyebrows, which made people dare not underestimate him.
I saw him cupping his hands and saying to everyone sitting here: "Qiu is really grateful to all my martial arts comrades for showing me your love. Qiu has also heard a lot about the events in recent years. Originally, Qiu stayed away from the world because he knew about the martial arts."
There is a law, and evil will be punished. Without Qiu, he would have become a gangster, so he let it go. However, seeing the snowball getting bigger and bigger, because of Qiu's different look on his face, it hurt
The person who could have reversed his misfortune died in vain, Qiu is really heartbroken!"
Qian Qian sneered in her heart, this old man is really hypocritical. He obviously wants to return to the martial arts world and become the boss, but he wears a pipa to half-cover his face and insists on being invited to come out.
The old man continued: "Seventeen people died tragically in Majiazhuang last year. Qiu still has fresh memories. Sometimes when I dream about it at midnight, I hear Brother Ma crying to me."
Qian Qian could hardly stand listening anymore. She looked over and saw that everyone was very emotional and moved their expressions. Some of them clenched their fists and gritted their teeth. It seemed that the murderer was right in front of her and they were trying to fight him.
Some simply stood up and spoke boldly, "Senior Qiu, for the sake of all the people in the world, please come out and uphold justice for your martial arts comrades!"
At the beginning, Qian Qian's good impression of this courtyard was blown away by the wind. It was really difficult to understand these people in the world. It was like an angry young man roaring in vain.
Perhaps because Hongdie's death was the direct result of persecution by these "righteous" martial arts comrades, Qian Qian was preconceivedly hostile to these people.
Just when I was feeling very uncomfortable sitting here and wanted to find a chance to go out and leave, I heard an unexpected name.
"I heard that the leader of the Demon Cult appeared in the south of the Yangtze River not long ago, and kidnapped a dozen girls for him to practice some sinister martial arts. This is really the work of a beast!"
"Leader of the Demon Cult!" When Qian Qian heard this name, he thought of the iron-blooded face, with the terrifying scars from left to right. His martial arts were so strong, and he was so sinister and sinister. Could it be that he had something to do with the Demon Cult?
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Sit down again and listen patiently to what they have to say.