Chapter 17 Either don’t do it or do it absolutely
"Huh? Don't you think it's getting hot all of a sudden." The third person slapped it with his sleeve and said lightly.
Brother Qiang, with a calm face, suddenly noticed drops of sweat on his cheeks, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, why am I sweating?"
"Brother, the top of your head!" The expressions of the other two people suddenly changed, and they pointed above Brother Qiang in horror.
Brother Qiang raised his head and froze for a moment.
I saw above him, a huge fireball beyond his cognition hanging above his head.
"Qiangqiang. Brother Qiang." The expressions of the two men were almost frozen, and they pointed at the back of Brother Qiang slightly tremblingly: "Behind you."
The shocked Brother Qiang immediately turned his head, and almost lost his wits.
Nine fireballs that were exactly the same as those above his head were standing in mid-air, but the hot air from his face sent chills down his back and shivered.
What the **** is this fireball technique?
"Run!" Brother Qiang just screamed, but found that it was too late, the fireball had already moved, and rushed towards the three of them at an incredible speed.
Boom!
The nine fireballs merged with the two other than Brother Qiang and turned into fly ash. Except for the scorching breath, they had no time to scream.
Brother Qiang, who was covering his eyes and waiting to die, found that he was not injured, and immediately ignited the hope of survival: "Could it be that the other party wants to interrogate me?"
He didn't dare to make any rash moves, because the fireball above his head was still there.
At this time, a palm was lightly pressed on the top of his head, accompanied by a voice: "Don't be afraid, I will send you to meet them, three of us, your combat strength is equivalent to a division, and you are not afraid of the King of Hades. "
"Ah woo woo."
Brother Qiang's screams were very weak, and his pupils gradually became dilated.
He really wanted to open his mouth and tell this young man that he would do anything but ask for his own life.
But life was passing so fast that he didn't have the strength to speak.
What's more, from the moment he ordered Chen Shen to be killed, this ending was unavoidable.
Chen Shen is willing not to kill anyone, but Brother Qiang's tone of treating mortals like nothing, doomed this scene.
"Either don't do it, or do it absolutely. Tonight will be a sleepless night. There are still seventeen people."
Chen Shen withdrew his palm, and after checking Brother Qiang's memory, he learned that there were 17 more of them, and they went to assassinate Lu Changqing's partners.
He changed into a black robe, wearing a skull mask, and walked towards the overpass without looking back.
The fireball behind him fell and obliterated Brother Qiang.
The next morning, a room outside the outer gate was surrounded by law enforcement disciples.
There were many outer disciples watching the excitement outside the house.
"Have you heard, Feng Chen and his gang are all dead."
"I'm not blind, isn't this just Feng Chen's house?"
"Last night they seemed to be trying to assassinate members of Han Jun, but they were all killed by a mysterious man."
"What a mysterious person, isn't it Han Jun? His skill in fireball is amazing. I saw three huge fireballs hanging in the air last night."
"Didn't it mean that Han Jun's white-eyed wolf ran counter to his brother? How could it be him?"
"You don't understand this. This trick is called scheming. First let Feng Chen think that he is safe, and then make a sudden surprise attack."
"His brothers were all interrogated, and they all admitted that Han Jun and them premeditated. They showed their weakness and let Boss Han do it himself."
"What a big brother!"
At this time, Han Jun came out of the house with a livid face, followed by two law enforcement disciples.
"Look, this is that loyal brother."
In the room, a young man with sword-browed star eyes and a jade-like face was staring at the seven or eight corpses in front of his eyes with his hands behind his back.
At this time, a disciple came out from the back room.
"Brother!" The disciple bowed.
Huang Xinwu came back to his senses, his eyes were deep: "How?"
"Five of the Han army died, and the rest of the escapees were all injured. The situation varies, and a few were not attacked.
However, these people who are alive all admit that it was planned by the Han army and acted by themselves. "
The disciple reported respectfully.
"Put Han Jun in half a month and release him." Huang Xinwu waved his hand.
"Why did you release it? Isn't Han Jun the murderer? The sword wounds on these corpses are clearly from Han Jun's famous swordsmanship, and those who were wiped out must have been burned to death by fire bombs."
The disciple who reported was a little puzzled, but the truth was already obvious.
"You also met Han Jun, what do you think of his complexion?"
"The complexion is rosy and looks very moist."
"Do you think that with his cultivation level, he can kill Feng Chen and the others without any damage?"
"This" disciple was a little speechless, but he still reluctantly said: "He and his subordinates have planned it. It is a surprise attack, and it should be possible."
Huang Xinwu waved his sleeves, and the disciple had no choice but to leave respectfully, but curled his lips the moment he turned around.
Captain, you obviously can't beat me.
At this time, a young man with extraordinary martial arts stepped out from the shadow of the room, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother Huang, for your noble hand."
Huang Xinwu looked at this person coldly: "I'm not looking at your face, but there is something strange about this matter. I just want to find the truth, so get out."
"The junior brother will leave." The young man turned and left with the same smile.
Huang Xinwu looked at this person's back and didn't speak.
After a while, another disciple came from the house.
"Interrogation finished?" Huang Xinwu turned his head.
"I have been interrogated one by one. The people I know are all outer disciples, and their cultivation level is similar to them. There is nothing strange about it."
The disciple replied.
Huang Xinwu frowned, and muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be, is it true that some masters don't like them?"
He pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Is there nothing strange?"
The interrogating disciple tried hard to remember, frowning: "No, their interpersonal relationship is very simple, except for the neighbors who are good friends, the place they go to most is the Hehuan Tower, and there is a disciple who lives in Tianzhu Mountain. It's not bad to meet a mortal."
"Mortal?" Huang Xinwu let out a light snort, and asked, "Has the one on Tianzhu Mountain been attacked?"
"Yes, it is one of the most seriously injured. I heard from the other party that the one who chased and killed him was a monk in the late stage of the fourth level of Qi training. He himself was only in the early stage of the fourth level of Qi training and was injured."
"He is a monk, why does he make friends with mortals?"
"It seems that they are all from the Cang Kingdom, and they are all scholars. They may have something to talk about."
Huang Xinwu nodded after getting the answer, without thinking too much.
After he pondered for a while, he said: "Let all the monks that the disciples know come to Law Enforcement Peak tomorrow, and you can interrogate that mortal face to face, there is no need to bring him here."
"The junior brother will retire first." The disciple bowed.
After the other party left, Huang Xinwu lowered his head thinking about something, and finally made a decision:
"No matter who the murderer is, Feng Chen and others are the ones who ignored the clan rules first. It would be best if the truth can be found out. If they can't be found out, Feng Chen and the others will have to blame themselves."
(end of this chapter)