"Want to run away?" The judge who was prepared raised his hand and swept away.
Boom!
Although Yuan Hao's true cultivation level is not weak, and he has perfect strength as a warrior, it is not worth mentioning in front of a strong man at the level of God of War.
He had just taken a few steps and was thrown away. He hit a wall pillar hard and fell down. At least half of the bones in his body were broken.
"Damn it, who are you?" At this time, no matter how mentally retarded Cheng Xiong was, he knew that he had been tricked by Yuan Hao.
"Are you still asking?" The judge glanced at Cheng Xiong with disdain.
"It's very simple. They are obviously spies from other countries. They were deliberately recruited by you as informants to obtain your information!"
"What a bastard!" Cheng Xiong was so angry that he hunted eagles all day long, only to be pecked in the eye by the eagle.
After speaking angrily, he walked quickly towards Yuan Hao.
"No... he is worthy of being the famous King of the West, yet... he was discovered by you so easily..." Yuan Hao raised his hand and looked at Ling Hao.
"I can... I can fall into your hands... without injustice..."
After finishing speaking, his eyes twisted and his teeth clenched.
After a while, a stream of white foam came out of his mouth, and his whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
"Suicide?" Cheng Xiong frowned.
"Okay, don't stand there stunned!" Ling Hao glanced at Cheng Xiong.
"Hurry back and sort out some people and things related to him. I hope nothing serious happens yet!"
"Thank you Ling Shuai!"
Cheng Xiong bowed and spoke, with a hint of gratitude on his face.
Today, without Ling Hao, Midang would still be kept in the dark, and there might be a big problem at some point.
After finishing speaking, he said hello to the judge and turned to leave.
"Brother, you are so amazing, you can even spot his disguise at a glance!" A few minutes later, Ling Hao and the others got into the car, and the judge said.
"At first, I didn't think about it, but I sensed that he was hiding his actual cultivation, so I took a closer look." Ling Hao smiled faintly.
Although he was injured and his cultivation level dropped a lot, his spiritual perception has not weakened at all.
Under his powerful mental power detection, even a strong man at the God of War level, let alone a War Master, would find it difficult to hide.
"No wonder!" The judge nodded slightly.
"How is the investigation of Madam Peony?" Ling Hao asked after a brief pause.
"We'll have some clues soon!" The judge nodded again.
"A few days ago, after asking the Black Mountain Eagle to spell out the outline of the other party, we compared the portraits through the two systems of Shadow Gate and the police station. We initially screened out more than 100 people, and people are already investigating them one by one."
"Yes!" Ling Hao nodded in response: "After the other party knows that something happened to the three major families, they should be vigilant and hurry up!"
"Understood!" the judge responded solemnly.
Thousands of miles away, at the foot of a virgin forest mountain, inside a medieval-style castle.
In the center of the hall of one of the main buildings, a man over two meters tall was sitting on a tiger leather chair.
A scar extends from the corner of his eye to his chin, and his originally fierce facial features appear even more ferocious, and his whole body smells of bloodlust.
On a mink chair to the left of the man, half-lying on a hot woman in her thirties, she had charming features, a hot figure, flaming red lips, and a lady's cigarette in her hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this time, there was the sound of rapid footsteps, and then a man was seen walking in quickly.
"Hall Master, Master Aaron and the others have news." The man came to the front, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and spoke.
"Tell me!" the man on the tiger leather chair said in a deep voice: "Have you brought the Blood Rakshasa back?"
