Chapter 561
"The last message from my third brother shows that I am with you. Don't toast, don't eat, eat a fine wine! To be honest, where did you hide my third brother's body? "
In front of Wang Zhong is a burly middle-aged man. This person is Hong Bowei, the eldest brother of Hong Botong, the elder of cangyun sect of ancient martial arts sect, and the cultivation of the eighth floor the day after tomorrow. The Jianghu is called "master Hong".
After learning that his third brother Hong Botong was missing, Hong Bowei immediately investigated his whereabouts. Finally, he found Wang Zhong and found that Hong Botong was with Wang Zhong before he disappeared.
Therefore, Hong Bowei, who was in a rage, came to the capital. However, in the face of Hong Bowei's pressing questions, Wang Zhong refused to admit that Hong Botong's disappearance had something to do with himself. Because he knew that if he told the truth and let him know that he left Hong Botong to escape alone, he would come to no good end.
"Lord Hong! It's really none of my business... "
Wang Zhongcai's cultivation on the fourth floor the day after tomorrow has no resistance under Hong Bowei's hands. When he stepped on his feet, he felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were in a ball. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood before he had to compromise and shouted, "Lord Hong! Stop fighting! I said... I said... "
"Hum! If I had done so, I wouldn't have suffered. "
With a cold hum, Hong Bo took his feet away and grabbed Wang Zhong, who had no resistance on the ground.
"Lord Hong! I really didn't kill Hong Botong. He... He died in the hands of a mysterious expert. I... I can't afford to provoke him. I can only run alone. But then I brought back Hong Botong's body. Finally, it was transported to the basement of my villa... "
There is no way, not to say death, but there may be a glimmer of vitality. So finally, forced by helplessness, Wang Zhong had to tell part of the truth.
"Mysterious master? Where's my third brother's body? Take me to have a look... Whoever killed my third brother, Hong Bowei! I'll let him know what a debt of blood is! "
Hong Bo was so angry that he immediately ordered Wang Zhong to take him to see the body. Wang Zhong, who was limping, had to take him to the ice cellar in the basement. When the water in the whole body of the wooden coffin was sucked dry, Hong Bowei, who was just arrogant, was shocked when Hong Botong, like a mummy, showed up in front of Hong Bowei.
"Well... What's going on? How did my third brother die so miserably? "
Take a breath. Rao is the murderous cangyun sect elder Hong Bowei. He was shocked to see the corpse like a corpse.
"Lord Hong! You see I'm not lying to you! We really can't afford to provoke this mysterious expert. It is very likely that he is the incoming disciples of the inherited sect. Moreover, I suspect that he used the legendary star sucking method, otherwise he couldn't suck Hong Botong into a mummy at once! "
Recalling the terrible scene of that day, Wang Zhong was still fresh in his mind and frightened!
"Star sucking method"? Those inheriting sects have rarely sent their disciples down the mountain in recent years. Where did you meet? What is the strength of the other side? "
After the shock, when Wang Zhong said about the star sucking method, Hong Bowei's eyes lit up again and said, "give me a detailed explanation of what happened to you!"
"Lord Hong! When we were in Zhi'an City, Hong Botong and I really just went to do an ordinary task, but who thought we would meet such a mysterious master! He seemed to be only 17 or 18 years old, and he didn't seem to have the breath of martial arts, but such a powerful mysterious skill burst out. However, according to the judgment that I began to fight with him, he has definitely not entered the later stage of the day after tomorrow. If it hadn't been for this mysterious skill that day, Hong Botong and I would have killed him... Later, I found out that he was just a senior three student of Zhi'an No. 1 middle school, named Lin Feng! But I didn't dare to provoke him any more, so I immediately flew back to the capital... "Wang Zhong replied truthfully.
"Who else have you told these things?" Hong Bo asked maliciously as the corner of his mouth tilted slightly.
"No! It hasn't been a week since I returned to Beijing. Master Hong, I really haven't told anyone about this... Please, let me go? Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. It was Lin Feng who killed Hong Botong. It has nothing to do with me? " Wang Zhong begged quickly.
"Well! It seems that it has nothing to do with you... "
When Hong Bowei knew the information he needed, he tilted his mouth slightly and slapped Wang Zhong's head without warning.
Poof!
Wang Zhong's head was like a watermelon. It was smashed by Hong Bo's palm, and his brain flowed all over the ground. It looked terrible.
"But I don't want anyone else to know about it. Of course, except the dead! It's really a waste to inherit the mysterious skills of the sect and fall into the hands of a little doll who hasn't entered the later stage of the day after tomorrow! Lin Feng, right! If you dare to kill Hong Bo's third brother, I will kill you all... "
One slap killed Wang Zhong, and Hong Bowei quickly left the villa. In the dark and cold ice cellar, only the dead king clock stared at the unwilling eyes and opened his mouth, but his brain still gurgled out
On the same night, at a secret military region garrison in the mountainous area of Fujian Province, Xiao Ting, the owner of the Xiao family and the commander of the Fujian military region, lay in bed tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep.
Shu gangqing was specially sent by Xiao ting to Lin Feng's house to investigate the details, but the news fed back at night surprised Xiao ting. According to Shu gangqing's judgment, Lin Feng is likely to be a master of ancient martial arts, which is like a heavy bomb for Xiao ting.
"Congenital master! I don't know how many years he hasn't appeared. Lin Feng is just as big as nishang. Is it really possible that he is a congenital expert? Father's life and death is at a critical juncture. Whether my Xiao family can turn over from this great crisis depends on whether my father can impact the innate realm! However, if a congenital expert can join our Xiao family, even if my father fails to attack the congenital, do those families dare to fight against my Xiao family? "
After turning over, Xiao Ting still couldn't sleep. He had to sit up, light a cigarette, spit out smoke, sigh and say with emotion, "is it right or wrong that I let nishang continue to stay in Zhi'an No. 1 middle school?"
However, for Lin Feng, who had sneaked back to his house at this time, although he knew that his father's old chief Shu gangqing was instructed to explore his details today, he didn't expect to be the father of crazy girl Xiao nishang.
In front of Wang Zhong is a burly middle-aged man. This person is Hong Bowei, the eldest brother of Hong Botong, the elder of cangyun sect of ancient martial arts sect, and the cultivation of the eighth floor the day after tomorrow. The Jianghu is called "master Hong".
After learning that his third brother Hong Botong was missing, Hong Bowei immediately investigated his whereabouts. Finally, he found Wang Zhong and found that Hong Botong was with Wang Zhong before he disappeared.
Therefore, Hong Bowei, who was in a rage, came to the capital. However, in the face of Hong Bowei's pressing questions, Wang Zhong refused to admit that Hong Botong's disappearance had something to do with himself. Because he knew that if he told the truth and let him know that he left Hong Botong to escape alone, he would come to no good end.
"Lord Hong! It's really none of my business... "
Wang Zhongcai's cultivation on the fourth floor the day after tomorrow has no resistance under Hong Bowei's hands. When he stepped on his feet, he felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs were in a ball. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood before he had to compromise and shouted, "Lord Hong! Stop fighting! I said... I said... "
"Hum! If I had done so, I wouldn't have suffered. "
With a cold hum, Hong Bo took his feet away and grabbed Wang Zhong, who had no resistance on the ground.
"Lord Hong! I really didn't kill Hong Botong. He... He died in the hands of a mysterious expert. I... I can't afford to provoke him. I can only run alone. But then I brought back Hong Botong's body. Finally, it was transported to the basement of my villa... "
There is no way, not to say death, but there may be a glimmer of vitality. So finally, forced by helplessness, Wang Zhong had to tell part of the truth.
"Mysterious master? Where's my third brother's body? Take me to have a look... Whoever killed my third brother, Hong Bowei! I'll let him know what a debt of blood is! "
Hong Bo was so angry that he immediately ordered Wang Zhong to take him to see the body. Wang Zhong, who was limping, had to take him to the ice cellar in the basement. When the water in the whole body of the wooden coffin was sucked dry, Hong Bowei, who was just arrogant, was shocked when Hong Botong, like a mummy, showed up in front of Hong Bowei.
"Well... What's going on? How did my third brother die so miserably? "
Take a breath. Rao is the murderous cangyun sect elder Hong Bowei. He was shocked to see the corpse like a corpse.
"Lord Hong! You see I'm not lying to you! We really can't afford to provoke this mysterious expert. It is very likely that he is the incoming disciples of the inherited sect. Moreover, I suspect that he used the legendary star sucking method, otherwise he couldn't suck Hong Botong into a mummy at once! "
Recalling the terrible scene of that day, Wang Zhong was still fresh in his mind and frightened!
"Star sucking method"? Those inheriting sects have rarely sent their disciples down the mountain in recent years. Where did you meet? What is the strength of the other side? "
After the shock, when Wang Zhong said about the star sucking method, Hong Bowei's eyes lit up again and said, "give me a detailed explanation of what happened to you!"
"Lord Hong! When we were in Zhi'an City, Hong Botong and I really just went to do an ordinary task, but who thought we would meet such a mysterious master! He seemed to be only 17 or 18 years old, and he didn't seem to have the breath of martial arts, but such a powerful mysterious skill burst out. However, according to the judgment that I began to fight with him, he has definitely not entered the later stage of the day after tomorrow. If it hadn't been for this mysterious skill that day, Hong Botong and I would have killed him... Later, I found out that he was just a senior three student of Zhi'an No. 1 middle school, named Lin Feng! But I didn't dare to provoke him any more, so I immediately flew back to the capital... "Wang Zhong replied truthfully.
"Who else have you told these things?" Hong Bo asked maliciously as the corner of his mouth tilted slightly.
"No! It hasn't been a week since I returned to Beijing. Master Hong, I really haven't told anyone about this... Please, let me go? Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. It was Lin Feng who killed Hong Botong. It has nothing to do with me? " Wang Zhong begged quickly.
"Well! It seems that it has nothing to do with you... "
When Hong Bowei knew the information he needed, he tilted his mouth slightly and slapped Wang Zhong's head without warning.
Poof!
Wang Zhong's head was like a watermelon. It was smashed by Hong Bo's palm, and his brain flowed all over the ground. It looked terrible.
"But I don't want anyone else to know about it. Of course, except the dead! It's really a waste to inherit the mysterious skills of the sect and fall into the hands of a little doll who hasn't entered the later stage of the day after tomorrow! Lin Feng, right! If you dare to kill Hong Bo's third brother, I will kill you all... "
One slap killed Wang Zhong, and Hong Bowei quickly left the villa. In the dark and cold ice cellar, only the dead king clock stared at the unwilling eyes and opened his mouth, but his brain still gurgled out
On the same night, at a secret military region garrison in the mountainous area of Fujian Province, Xiao Ting, the owner of the Xiao family and the commander of the Fujian military region, lay in bed tossing and turning, but couldn't sleep.
Shu gangqing was specially sent by Xiao ting to Lin Feng's house to investigate the details, but the news fed back at night surprised Xiao ting. According to Shu gangqing's judgment, Lin Feng is likely to be a master of ancient martial arts, which is like a heavy bomb for Xiao ting.
"Congenital master! I don't know how many years he hasn't appeared. Lin Feng is just as big as nishang. Is it really possible that he is a congenital expert? Father's life and death is at a critical juncture. Whether my Xiao family can turn over from this great crisis depends on whether my father can impact the innate realm! However, if a congenital expert can join our Xiao family, even if my father fails to attack the congenital, do those families dare to fight against my Xiao family? "
After turning over, Xiao Ting still couldn't sleep. He had to sit up, light a cigarette, spit out smoke, sigh and say with emotion, "is it right or wrong that I let nishang continue to stay in Zhi'an No. 1 middle school?"
However, for Lin Feng, who had sneaked back to his house at this time, although he knew that his father's old chief Shu gangqing was instructed to explore his details today, he didn't expect to be the father of crazy girl Xiao nishang.
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