Han Hu's General Mansion, meeting hall.

The hall was filled with a faint smell of blood. On the large conference table, Wan Shuai's head was placed on a rectangular wooden plate. In front of the table stood two men wearing the unique national costumes of Southwest China.

Han Hu's fat body was lying in the handsome chair without saying a word, with an angry look on his face. Han Huang sat next to Han Hu, with a bruised nose and swollen face, hanging his right hand and groaning. The manager Han Cheng and the guard

Han Yun, the head coach of the hospital, and the two men stood behind him with their hands solemnly bowed, both of them trembling and as silent as cicadas.

The "Blood Soul Altar Master" Li Da and the "Red Cloud Altar Master" Xi Sen of the "Supreme Demon Cult" looked at Wan Shuai's head with excited expressions and babbled in unintelligible southwestern dialect. Although who

I didn’t understand them either, but I knew from their expressions that they were scolding me.

Han Hu finally became impatient, waved his hand and interrupted them: "Okay! Nephew Li Da! You are young and promising. You have replaced your late father Li Ya as the altar leader at a young age!

Although your father has been dead for more than ten years, you have a good relationship with me. We are all on our own side. What important discoveries have you made about this head? Put it in words we can understand, and we might as well study it together.

Revenge for Young Master Wan!"

Lida said angrily: "The reason why we are sad and sad is because the soul of senior brother Wan Shuai, the Phantom Hand, cannot transcend reincarnation after his death. We are angry because he was killed by a woman who did not understand martial arts. It is simply humiliating.

The reputation of our Supreme God Religion!”

"What! Was he killed by a woman? Or a woman who didn't know martial arts? How did you know?" Han Hu and others were all shocked.

Just when Lida wanted to explain, Xisen spoke a few words in dialect, and Lida immediately shut up. Although everyone did not understand what he said, the expressions on their faces told everyone what happened.

thing.

Han Hu immediately showed his dissatisfaction, his face darkened, and he yelled angrily: "Xi Sen! Your predecessor, 'Chixia Altar Master' Jiang Lanjing, also respected me very much when she met me, so who do you think you are?

Do you think you can't trust me by stopping Lida from speaking? You really don't understand the rules!"

Xi Sen blushed and stopped talking.

Lida hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said, "Uncle Han misunderstood! It's just because the elder brother died in such a cowardly way, and it's really embarrassing to say it, so he did this. He just wanted to save the face of the elder brother!"

Han Hu frowned and sighed: "So it turns out that I wrongly blamed him. There are no outsiders here, but it doesn't matter, and it will never be leaked!"

Lida nodded and said: "Elder brother's face was covered with the woman's saliva, and judging from the degree of dryness, it was left when he was killed. Judging from this, he should have been with the woman when he was killed..."

Han Hu frowned and said, "Perhaps Mr. Wan was too greedy for women, and was brutally killed when he was in love with women. However, the murderer was able to hide beside him without being noticed, which shows his martial arts..."

"No!"

Lida shook his head and said: "Judging from the scars on Senior Brother's neck, the murder weapon should be a very sharp sword, and the technique is quite strange. It is neither cutting nor cutting, and it is not done in one go, but slowly and slowly.

The pulling was like a saw. The strange thing was that the murderer had no internal strength at all. He relied entirely on the strength of his arms, and the strength was not very strong. He mainly used softness. When he saw that the murderer was a woman, she was also a completely ignorant person.

It’s simply unbelievable that a woman with martial arts skills can kill a senior brother with strong martial arts skills just by herself!"

Han Hu looked surprised and murmured: "How is this possible for a woman who doesn't understand martial arts..."

Xisen interjected angrily: "Looking at the horrified expression on Senior Brother's face, it is clear that he was slaughtered to death. This is the greatest shame of our Supreme God Religion, and it is also where we are confused!"

Han Hu shook his head and said, "Does Master Wan Zheng, the best illusionist in the world, know about this?"

Lida nodded and said: "We have already informed Master, and he will be here soon to avenge Senior Brother!"

A glint in Han Hu's eyes disappeared in a flash, and then he sighed and said: "Oh! I don't even know who the murderer is, who can I ask for revenge? If you need my help, don't be polite, just say it! I am also

I want to see who this murderer is and what method he used to kill Wan Shuai!"

Lida clasped her fists and said, "Uncle Han! My nephew has a way, maybe he can lure out the murderer!"

"Oh? Tell me!"

"Uncle Han can find another young master, preferably one ranked above the little overlord in the "Wind and Cloud Almanac", and then post a notice to challenge him, and compete in the ring again, which may lead the murderer to kill again.

We can observe in secret and cut her into pieces!"

Xisen also responded angrily: "This little overlord is really too crazy. He even brazenly claims to be 'invincible'. Doesn't he trample our religion and all the heroes in the world under his feet? He really overestimates his capabilities and doesn't know.

Life or death!"

Han Hu thought for a moment and nodded: "This is not a problem! I will rush to the 'Tiancanmen' immediately and hire Li Can, the fifth-ranked 'Demon Needle' among the younger generation, with a lot of money to help!"

Han Huang, who had been baring his teeth and moaning, immediately jumped for joy and shouted excitedly: "I know daddy loves me! If I don't crush that little bully to ashes, I really don't dare to go out to see him again.

He's dead! Now the streets are full of people wearing red scarves. God knows where he will come out of, but he said that he would hit me every time he sees me..."

Han Hu was so angry that his stomach bulged. He slammed the table and cursed: "Damn you! I'm really bad! How could I, a tiger-like man, eat the same rice and raise an incompetent mouse like you?"

You spend the whole day drinking and doing nothing. It really pisses me off! If someone really beats you to death on the street one day, how can I not stop you? From now on, you are not allowed to go out and cause trouble! Do you hear me?"

Han Huang's big mouse eyes revealed a look of fear, and he nodded repeatedly without daring to say a word. Even the head coach Han Yun, who was standing behind him, lowered his head in shame.

Lida and Xisen winked at each other, and both stood up to leave. I want to educate my children, what's going on with them staying here? Aren't they asking for trouble?

It's night, the moon is bright, the wind is clear, and the stars are like weaving.

The house of "Northwestern Marquis" was quiet. A poisonous bee the size of a thumb quietly flew into the west side of the inner courtyard and wandered back and forth next to a row of bedrooms where the maids lived.

Soon, the poisonous bee made a discovery and flew quickly to one of the bedrooms, stopped on the window lattice, flapped its wings and made a sharp and strange cry!

The bedroom where the poisonous bee stayed lived in none other than Meng Qisi's personal maid, Meng Ping.

At this moment, Lida and Xi Sen were lying on the opposite roof. They were wearing black clothes and covering their faces, staring intently at the poisonous bee.

"found it!"
Chapter completed!