"Have you heard? Another person died in the town last night!"
"That's not true! All four members of Lu Asan's family were killed at the entrance of the town. Not even their three-year-old child survived!"
"This is already the third time. How dare people live in this town!"
"This matter has become so violent and there is still no news about the murderer. If you ask me, those few errands in this town are really weaklings who are free of charge!"
"you do not say!"
"Shh, stop talking, the boy from the Han family is here!"
Several idle people were whispering on the street, and they quickly shut up when they saw Han Feng, who was wearing a soap-colored police uniform, walking over.
Han Feng was walking down the street with a knife in one hand and beef wrapped in soy sauce in the other. Hearing the nonsense of those men, he didn't bother to pay attention, but he was a little helpless.
Qingniu Town, where he was on duty, had always been peaceful, but for some reason, a family suddenly died three days ago. The killing method was extremely brutal, but there was no trace of the murderer.
The day before yesterday, two families died in two consecutive nights. With such a dangerous situation, it is estimated that some bloodthirsty devil from the world has come here.
Those kind of strong men are those who kill without batting an eyelid. Even if they really happen to them, they can't control them.
I am a modern civilized person who received nine years of compulsory education. How have I ever seen such a scene...
Yes, this is Han Feng's secret. He traveled from modern civilized society to this world of martial arts in a car accident, and has been possessing the body of the young detective of the same name who suddenly fell ill for two months.
Ever since he learned that the martial arts masters in this world could overturn rivers and seas, and destroy mountains and mountains, Han Feng made up his mind to be careful, lest he be accidentally killed by a passing strongman...
Just because people don't look for trouble doesn't mean that trouble doesn't look for people. If this murder case is not solved, Han Feng, as a police officer, will not be able to live in peace for a day.
Qingniu Town is a big town. Although there is no official government, there is a police squad. Twelve police officers are led by Captain Lu, a ninth-level martial artist, to guard the town. Han Feng is one of these twelve small police officers.
Martial arts are divided into ten levels. Beginners all do the tenth level. Only when they have perfected their muscles and bones and can carry a cauldron can they be considered as the ninth level. In such a small place, the ninth level warrior is a rare expert, but now he can only
I hope that Capt. Lu, who is at the ninth level of martial arts, can deal with the secret murderer.
Fortunately, both of his parents have passed away, so he has no one to worry about.
I returned home from the street, scooped out half a bowl of rice, cooked some porridge, and ate beef with soy sauce for dinner.
Han Feng sat on the bench and began to breathe out his inner energy.
After all, police officers were part of the imperial establishment. In addition to being issued weapons and clothes, they were also taught a set of basic sword skills and basic breathing techniques.
Legend has it that in some big cities, there have even been trained magical catchers whose martial arts are comparable to the legends of the world, but those are beyond the reach of Han Feng.
Just as I was calmly breathing in my thoughts, there was a sudden knock on the door.
It was getting dark at this time, and the light outside the house was not very good. With a slight cold wind, the atmosphere seemed gloomy.
Han Feng was inexplicably nervous. He put his hand next to the saber on the table and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Yan Xiaoyi, have you forgotten that Captain Lu said that we would go on patrol together tonight?"
A voice like a broken gong came from outside the door.
The murders in the town were so violent these days that Captain Lu arranged for six people to patrol the streets in pairs every night.
This Yan Xiaoyi is a very courageous 250-year-old who happens to be a partner with Han Feng.
Only then did Han Feng remember that there was patrolling, so he picked up his saber and walked out of the room.
Yan Xiaoyi, who is thin and skinny, is waiting outside the door. He smiles a bit like a certain head catcher named Yan in "Wulin Gaiden" that Han Feng had seen in his previous life.
"Brother Han, you are too slow. A big case finally happened in our town. Let's go on patrol as soon as possible."
Han Feng looked a little helpless looking at this guy. He wished he could stay at home and not go out. The gang probably wanted the murderer to appear in front of him covered in blood so they could have a fight...
"Okay, okay, let's go on patrol at night."
Han Feng waved his hand and didn't want to say more.
Qingniu Town is not a small town, and the streets and alleys are so winding that it takes a lot of time to patrol. Han Feng and Yan Xiaoyi walked around for two times and it was already dark.
The night breeze is cool and the street lights are on and off.
Every household has closed its doors early because of the murder case.
The night owl's cooing makes the night even more silent.
The empty streets made Han Feng even more nervous.
Yan Xiaoyi was a little disappointed. He lowered his head and said, "Oh, why doesn't this murderer dare to come out? He must be too cowardly."
Han Feng was afraid that the crow's mouth would attract the murderer, so he gave him a fierce look:
"Shut up, aren't you happy that there is no case and no one needs to die?"
"I'm not……"
Just when Yan Xiaoyi was about to explain, a scream suddenly rang out in the dark town!
"ah!!!"
The shrill screams broke through the long night, tainted with a strong flavor of fear.
Listening to the cry, Han Feng's heart clenched.
The murderer has committed another crime!
"Bold thief, I will arrest you today!"
Yan Xiaoyi pulled out the long knife from his waist and rushed towards the direction where the screams came from.
Han Feng stood there as if frozen.
Do you really want to go?
If you go, you might die!
For a moment, Han Feng became entangled, with a sense of responsibility and fear fighting in his mind.
At this moment, a faint layer of mist appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes, and black text appeared out of thin air in the mist!
Mission: Assist in capturing the murderer - Blood Demon's method.
Reward: Eighth Grade Martial Arts - Bagua Sword Technique.
Han Feng was stunned by the sudden appearance of the mission.
Two months after coming to this world, Han Feng also tried to explore whether he had the golden finger usually found in novels. The golden finger he searched to no avail did not expect to be here waiting for him!
"That's all, wealth can be found in danger!"
Han Feng finally made up his mind, raised his knife and followed Yan Xiaoyi.
Anyway, the mission is about assisting in the capture, so I just need to hold on until Lu Bu comes over, that should be enough!
The dark clouds are miserable and the moonlight is desolate.
The screams came from Ma Laoliu's house on the edge of town.
When Han Feng and Yan Xiaoyi arrived, the ground was already covered in blood.
Through the wide open door, one could see Ma Laoliu and his wife falling to the ground together, their clothes torn to pieces and bloody, the bellies of the two corpses had been dug out, and bright red blood spilled all over the floor.
A man covered in blood stood in the room, with tangled hair, evil eyes, and a crying child in his hand!
"Evil man, let go of that child!"
Upon seeing this, Yan Xiaoyi rushed forward without saying a word, holding the steel knife high in his hand, about to strike at the evil man!
"Oh? You just let it go as you say, it's really a shame."
The man looked at Yan Xiaoyi, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, rushing towards him. His eyes were filled with amusement. With a wave of his hand, a bloody light hit Yan Xiaoyi's chest!
I saw Yan Xiaoyi's body flying backwards faster than he rushed towards the villain, falling to the street, opening his mouth and vomiting a large mouthful of blood!
"My injury has not healed in the past few days, so I only dared to do things secretly. I drank enough blood in the past two days, and it seems that I feel the same again~"
The demon knocked down Yan Xiaoyi with one move, spoke in a weird accent, and stared at Han Feng standing on the street like a snake.
To have such power in one move, one must be at least an eighth-level warrior. Even if Lu Patou comes over, he still can't defeat him. He's probably going to be in trouble today...
Han Feng put on a fake smile and said to the murderer in front of him: