"Protect the young gang leader!"
Everyone in the Feiyu Gang immediately rushed to Qiao Yun's side, blocking him behind them and looking warily at the people outside the window.
This man's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with a proud face, looked at Qiao Yun in the crowd, and asked in a dry and hoarse voice:
"Are you Qiao Yun?"
"Yes, I am the son of Feiyun Gang leader Qiao Tian, Qiao Yun!"
Qiao Yun pretended to be calm, raised his chin, and asked, "Who are you? If my Feiyun Gang has any trouble with you, I can make the decision today and resolve the grudges. How about that?"
At this time, someone looked out the window and saw a familiar face, and suddenly shouted: "He is the man who killed my gang elder Wan Huaichang eight years ago!"
Finally, someone recognized who the person in front of them was.
"What?"
After being reminded, some Feiyun Gang elders quickly remembered the portrait on the original reward order, compared it with the person in front of them, and recognized it.
"It's really him!"
"This man already refined his bones eight years ago!" someone reminded him.
Qiao Yun's heart tightened, and he pretended to be sad and angry: "Why did you kill me, the Feiyun Gang elder? If you had any grudges with Elder Wan, they have been settled. If you leave now, I can put the grudges in the past aside."
Then he said: "My father is in Yunshan Town now. Don't make any mistakes."
Everyone looked nervously at the middle-aged man outside the window. Counting Qiao Yun, there were only two bone refining martial arts masters among them.
At this time, he didn't know whether the opponent's strength was based on bone refining or internal organ refining, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
As long as the other party retreats, the gang leader will be notified then, and the gang will be gathered to surround and kill them.
But I saw the middle-aged man outside the window with an expressionless face and said coldly: "That's no need. I'm here today to take your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, no one could be seen outside the window, and he had already rushed into the Feiyu Gang crowd.
In the blink of an eye, two lives were taken away.
"This is the Master of Zang Refining! Send a signal to call the gang leader over!" Someone shouted in horror.
The middle-aged man is like a wolf among sheep, taking away a life with one punch and one palm.
Whizzing!
"ah!"
The two gang members took out the flare and were about to pull the fuse when two darts instantly pierced their palms holding the flare.
Before they could react, the middle-aged man had already arrived in front of them and slapped them to death with one palm.
In the blink of an eye, only Qiao Yun, another bone-refining martial artist, and the oiran shivering in the corner were left in the room, and everyone else was completely dead.
Qiao Yun had never seen such a formation before, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Young Gang Leader, run!"
The martial artist pushed Qiao Yun out of the room. Knowing that he could not escape, he roared and rushed forward.
Qiao Yun was pushed out of the room and was about to flee when he heard a 'bang' sound. The bone-refining martial artist just now smashed into the partition wall like a sandbag and passed by his eyes. With a 'bang' sound, he fell from the second floor. Go to the lobby on the first floor.
He looked like a puddle of mud, his chest was soft, his ribs were all broken, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
"Ah! Killing!"
Someone screamed in fright.
Just as Qiao Yunchang was about to make a move, an iron-like hand pinched his spine directly from behind.
His lower body immediately lost consciousness. Qiao Yun showed an expression of extreme fear on his face. His mind collapsed instantly and he cried:
"Why do you want to kill me? Why?! If someone provokes you and you kill him, why do you want to kill me..."
At this time, Qiao Yun had completely collapsed. If he had not lost control of his lower body, he would have become incontinent.
"Your Feiyun Gang killed so many innocent herb collectors and fishermen back then. Now I'll beat you to death first and collect some interest... Later, I'll find another opportunity to beat you to death!"
The middle-aged man behind him leaned into his ear and spoke slowly and calmly.
Qiao Yun's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a huge force coming from his palm on his neck.
Click! Qiao Yun's neck was crushed violently, his head fell to one side like an invertebrate, and he was thrown to the ground by the middle-aged man.
Then, he turned around and left.
Only a messy Chunhua Building was left, as well as corpses on the ground.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
Chunhua Tower was surrounded by the Feiyun Gang.
"Who is it?!" A voice of grief and indignation sounded from Chunhua Building and echoed throughout the surrounding area of Chunhua Building.
Qiao Tian squatted on the ground and looked at the body holding Qiao Yun, his eyes were red, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably due to strong emotions.
He didn't expect that he had taken a huge risk to kill Cao Hong and a gang disciple, and snatched the Fire Cloud Grass, so that he could cultivate a bone-refining son like Qiao Yun.
Today, he died here!
This makes Qiao Tian not angry! How can I not be sad!
Everyone in Chunhua Tower felt this anger. They were trembling with fear, silent, and many of them even lost control.
After feeling grief and anger, Qiao Tian stood up calmly, as if everything was fine. He looked at the madam expressionlessly and said coldly:
"Who saw the murderer tonight?"
The old bustard was so frightened that he quickly said, "Hong...Hongxia saw it."
She quickly pushed out the oiran from Chunhua Tower who was going to accompany Qiao Yun tonight.
Under Qiao Tian's cold gaze, Hongxia trembled and told everything she saw and heard word by word.
"The person who killed Wan Huaichang back then?"
After Hongxia finished speaking, Qiao Tian frowned, as if reminiscing.
"Gang leader, the gang still has files on that man's portrait from back then." A gang member stepped forward and said.
"Okay, find me this person's portrait! Replace the reward order!"
Qiao Tian gritted his teeth and said: "Pass this order, if you can provide information about this person, you will be rewarded with one thousand taels of silver! If you can provide the whereabouts of this person, you will be rewarded with five thousand taels of silver!"
"Yes, Gang Leader."
"Tonight, let everyone in the gang get out of here. I don't care who he is. If he kills my son, he will have to pay for it with his blood even if it costs me my life!"
Qiao Tian glanced at the oiran Hongxia, slapped him to death, hugged his dead son, and turned around to leave.
The madam looked pale with fright, fearing that she would be next, so she didn't dare to say a word.
…
Feiyu Gang Headquarters, Longhu Hall.
"Yun'er, daddy is sorry for you! I shouldn't have let you come here so early!"
Qiao Tian was sitting alone in the first chair. At this time, all gang members were sent out to track down the middle-aged man.
He looked at the corpse covered with white cloth below and cried bitterly.
In just one night, he seemed to have aged ten years, and his originally white hair on the temples turned completely white.
Because this was not only a gift from the white-haired man to the black-haired man, but also cut off the way out for the Qiao family that he had been working so hard for.
Qiao Yun is only twenty-two years old this year, and he still has eighteen years of training left.
Even if you practice cultivation after the age of thirty, you will get twice the result with half the effort, but as long as you achieve great success in bone refining during this period, you will have the opportunity to refine the internal organs. By then, the Feiyun Gang will still have the surname Qiao!
But now, with Qiao Yun being killed, all of this has turned into nothing!
"Yun'er, dad will definitely avenge you! Even if you don't give up on dad's old face, he will still let the Zhao family make the decision for you!"
Qiao Yun gasped for breath, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he asked: "Who?"
After all, he was a master of viscera refining, and he quickly heard a small movement outside the house.
