Luo Qingyun calmed down a little and said: "At that time, we were besieged by the gang of killers, and only my junior brother and I were left. I took advantage of them when they were only besieging but not attacking, and took out the token to show them.
But they said that the token might be fake and killed my junior brother mercilessly. Junior brother is my master’s only heir, so how can I explain to him when I go back?..."
"Then how do you know they are killers sent by the North Vietnamese court?"
"Humph! That's what they said themselves."
"You said it yourself? Do you have proof?"
Luo Qingyun was stunned for a moment and sneered: "What other evidence do you need to kill someone?"
"If there is no evidence, how can you be sure that those killers were sent by the North Vietnamese court? Just rely on them saying that they are from the North Vietnamese court?"
"To a bunch of dying people, they don't have to lie."
"This is the key. Brother Luo, I always feel that there is something fishy about this matter..."
"What's weird?" Seeing that Mo Zihan seemed to have a different opinion, Luo Qingyun asked in confusion: "Why is there something weird?"
"Brother Luo, you don't know something. When I rescued you yesterday, I also checked your companions one by one, but all your companions died, and they died extremely tragically."
Mo Zihan's words once again made Luo Qingyun sad.
"But there is one thing that I find strange."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"Brother Luo, I believe you remember what happened yesterday very clearly. Those killers were vicious. No matter how seriously your fellow disciples were injured before, they would use their terrifying weapons in the final blow.
My little brother has carefully checked and found that the most fatal injuries of your companions were all in the ****. I don’t know what kind of sharp weapon they were injured by. All of them died from broken sternums and hearts. The wounds were extremely hideous, and the whole body was injured.
***Completely bloody."
"Yes, the iron claw weapons used by those killers are very terrifying. Not only are their weapons made of iron claws made of fine iron, but the iron claws can also rotate quickly on their own.
When those killers use their internal force to attack their opponents, the rotating iron claws will smash the entire skin to pieces the moment it comes into contact with the skin, causing fatal external and internal injuries. However, what does this have to do with their identities? Doesn't it matter to you?
Do you know their true identities?"
"I'm just a businessman, so of course I don't know these people. I just feel strange that since all your fellow disciples were killed by them, and it was a fatal blow, why is Brother Luo left alone?
The reason why Brother Luo was able to survive was because he was not injured by their sharp weapons. Otherwise, even if I were a god, I would not be able to save Brother Luo."
"This...maybe they were careless!" When Luo Qingyun explained this problem, he also felt that something was really wrong.
"That's not right!" Mo Zihan shook his head.
"Since these people are well-trained killers, they will never leave anyone alive, just like they did to your fellow disciples. No matter how injured they are, they will deal the final fatal blow.
This is already the case in a fierce fight, let alone when you are the only one left. If they didn't want to save your life, they would never be able to leave you alive."
"..."
"When my younger brother rescued Brother Luo, although there were many wounds on Brother Luo's body, they were not fatal.