"Eh? Don't you think it's suddenly getting very hot?" The third person said softly, fanning himself with his sleeve.
Brother Qiang, who looked calm, suddenly noticed drops of sweat on his cheeks and asked suspiciously: "What's going on? 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 with horror on their faces.
Brother Qiang raised his head and was suddenly stunned.
Above him, he saw a huge fireball hanging above his head that was beyond his comprehension.
"Qiang...Qiang...Brother Qiang." The expressions of the two people were almost frozen, and they pointed slightly tremblingly at Brother Qiang's back: "Behind you."
The shocked Brother Qiang immediately turned his head and almost lost his mind.
Nine fireballs that were exactly the same as those above his head were standing in mid-air, but the heat emanating from them sent chills down his spine and made him shiver.
What kind of fire bomb technique is he talking about?
"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 people except Brother Qiang and turned into flying ashes. Apart from the hot breath filling the air, they had no time to scream.
Brother Qiang, who was waiting for death with his eyes covered, found that he was not injured, and his hope of survival suddenly ignited: "Does the other party want to interrogate me?"
He didn't dare to act rashly because the fireball above his head was still there.
At this time, a palm gently pressed on the top of his head, and accompanied by a voice: "Don't be afraid, I will send you to meet them, three of us, your combat power is equivalent to a division, you will not be afraid to meet the King of Hell. "
"Ahhhh."
Brother Qiang's screams were very weak, and his pupils gradually became dilated.
He really wanted to tell this young man that he would do anything but beg for his own life.
But life passed too quickly and he had no strength to speak.
What's more, since he ordered to kill Chen Shen whenever he saw him, this ending was unavoidable.
Chen Shen was willing not to kill anyone, but Brother Qiang's tone of treating mortals as nothing doomed this scene.
"Either you don't do it, or you do it, it will be a sleepless night tonight, there are still seventeen people."
Chen Shen took back his palm and after searching Brother Qiang's memory, he learned that there were seventeen more of them, who had gone to assassinate Lu Changqing's partners.
He changed into a black robe, wore a skull mask, and walked towards the overpass without looking back.
The fireball behind him fell and annihilated Brother Qiang...
The next morning, a room at the outer gate was surrounded by law enforcement disciples.
There were many outer disciples outside the house watching the fun.
"Have you heard that Feng Chen and all his men are dead?"
"I'm not blind. Isn't this just Fengchen's home?"
"They seemed to be trying to assassinate the Korean army last night, but they were all killed by a mysterious man."
"What a mysterious man? Isn't he Han Jun? He is a master of fireball skills. I saw three huge fireballs hanging in the air last night."
"Didn't you say that Han Jun was a white-eyed wolf and went against his brothers? How could it be him?"
"Don't you understand this? This is called a scheming trick. First, Feng Chen thinks he is safe, and then he suddenly launches a surprise attack."
"His brothers were all interrogated, and they all admitted that the Han army had planned it with them. They showed weakness to the enemy and asked Boss Han to take action himself."
"What a big brother!"
At this time, Han Jun walked out of the house with a pale face, followed by two law enforcement disciples.
Damn you, my good brother, for your mind-attacking skills.
"Look, this is the loyal brother."
In the room, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and a crown of jade was staring at the seven or eight corpses in front of him in trance with his hands behind his back.
At this time, a disciple came out of the back room.
"Senior brother!" The disciple bowed.
Huang Xinwu came back to his senses and looked deeply: "How?"
“Five of the Korean soldiers died, and the rest who escaped were all injured in different situations, and a few were not attacked.
However, all of them who were alive admitted that it was planned by the Korean army and took action personally. "
The disciple reported respectfully.
"Detain Han Jun for half a month and then release him." Huang Xinwu waved his hand.
"Why should they be released? Isn't Han Jun the murderer? The sword wounds on these corpses are clearly from Han Jun's famous swordsmanship. Those who were reduced to ashes must have been burned to death by fire bombs."
The disciple who reported it was a little puzzled, the truth was obviously obvious.
"You've also met Han Jun. What do you think of his complexion?"
"My face is rosy and looks moisturized."
"Do you think that with his level of cultivation, he can kill Feng Chen and the others without any damage?"
"This..." The disciple was a little speechless, but he still managed to say: "He and his men have planned it. It is a surprise attack, so it should be possible."
Huang Xinwu waved his sleeves, and the disciple had to leave respectfully, but when he turned around, he curled his lips.
Captain, you clearly can't defeat me.
At this time, an extraordinary young man walked out of the shadow of the room. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Huang, for your noble hand."
Huang Xinwu looked at this person coldly: "I'm not doing it for your sake, but there is something fishy about this matter. I just want to pursue the truth, so get out of here."
"Junior brother, I'll take my leave." The young man still smiled and turned around to leave.
Huang Xinwu looked at the man's back and said nothing.
After a while, another disciple came from the house.
"Has the interrogation been completed?" Huang Xinwu turned around.
"I have interrogated them one by one. The people I know are all outer disciples, and their cultivation levels are similar to them. There is nothing strange about them."
The disciple replied.
Huang Xinwu began to frown and murmured to himself: "That shouldn't be the case. Is there really a master who doesn't like them?"
He pondered for a moment and asked again: "Isn't there anything strange about it?"
The interrogating disciple tried hard to recall and wrinkled his forehead: "No, their interpersonal relationships are very simple. In addition to being neighbors, they are the outer disciples they have good friends with. The place they go to most is Hehuan Tower. There is a disciple in Tianzhan Mountain who is only a disciple. It’s just a good idea to associate with a mortal.”
"Mortal?" Huang Xinwu said softly, "Has the one at Sky Burial Mountain been attacked?"
"Yes, he is one of the most seriously injured. I heard from the other party that the person who was chasing him was a monk in the late fourth level of Qi training. He was only in the early stage of the fourth level of Qi training, and he was injured."
"Why would he, a monk, befriend mortals?"
"It seems that they are all from Cang Country, and they are all scholars. They may have something to talk about."
After getting the answer, Huang Xinwu nodded without thinking much.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Ask all the monks that the disciples know to come to the Law Enforcement Peak tomorrow, and you will interrogate that mortal in person. There is no need to bring him here."
"Then junior brother, please leave first." The disciple bowed.
After the other party left, Huang Xinwu lowered his head and thought about something, and finally made a decision:
"No matter who the murderer is, it was Feng Chen and others who first ignored the sect's rules. It would be best if the truth of this matter can be found out. If not, Feng Chen and the others will bear the blame themselves."
