When they arrived, the crowd fifty meters away was dumbfounded, and no one dared to speak, which was completely different from the previous noisy appearance, and the scene was suddenly quiet.

It's just that there are dozens of figures in front of them with signs that they dare not say much, ancient yellow chest order, chasing martial arts order!

And the leader in front of him is a martial artist who has never been seen a few times in his life by people living in Horseshoe City, and the Xuan-blue lace chest order is a Xuan-level martial artist.

There are many Xuan-level martial artists in the world, but the martial artists who can be used as martial artists to chase martial arts must have something superior to ordinary Xuan-rank.

Soon, among the several people, a tall and thin man walked beside the leading warrior and whispered a few words, and this person was the tall and thin man who had fought Shaoyu before, and his arms were wrapped in white bandages at this time.

After a few breaths, he took a step back and followed the person in front of him into the bar, and then, the rest of the warriors walked into the bar one after another, leaving only five warriors to guard outside the bar.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers began to talk out loud, they were all very curious, what was the situation of this murder, even the Xuan-level martial artists were dispatched, but when it came to their mouths, the voice was very low, after all, the hearing of the martial artists was not ordinary people.

In the bar, as soon as the Xuan-rank martial artist appeared, the strong man ran quickly, looked apologetic, lowered his head and said, "Captain, Huang Zheng is dead, and the child of the Alien Spirit has not been found." ”

The warrior who was called the captain by the strong man frowned and asked aloud, "What about the monkeys?"

The strong man glanced at him and said, "Monkeys, they're fine, they're still in a coma, and when I wake up, I find that Huang Zheng is dead." ”

"What's going on?"

At this time, the strong man raised his head, looking confused, thinking of Huang Zheng's corpse...... "I ...... too. I don't know, but after my checking, I found ......"

He frowned, and the man in front of him asked, "What did you find?"

The strong man subconsciously looked at his old partner, the tall man, and then said: "His fatal wound is that the anterior carotid artery was severed, and then there were countless knife cuts on his body, and then ...... This kind of technique, I have seen Brother Qin, it came from the hand of a child......"

"Kids?"

The words were interrupted by ignorance, and the strong man nodded and looked at the tall man.

The warrior known as the captain looked at the tall man, who nodded, and then lifted his shirt to reveal his abdomen, which was covered with countless lines-sized wounds, coated with yellow liquid.

At this scene, the Xuan-rank martial artist's brows furrowed even more.

The strong man continued: "The problem is, that kid can't even be considered a martial artist to fight against me and Brother Qin, and we have suffered a small loss......"

"This is a small loss!?"

A cold voice interrupted his words again, and the strong man couldn't help but touch his face in embarrassment, and immediately explained: "No, captain, that kid is really a bull, if you don't believe it, you can ask Brother Qin." ”

He looked at the tall man, who glanced at him and quickly answered.

The strong man grinned, then his face changed suddenly, and he returned to the topic and said: "At that time, the five of us were not Huang Zheng's opponents, and that kid was even more impossible, and he was disabled by Huang Zheng's palm before, it is absolutely impossible." ”

The tall man said loudly: "Did the ghost hand restrict Huang Zheng and was killed?" ”

The strong man shook his head decisively: "Let's not talk about how Huang Zheng hit the ghost hand, the problem is that the kid has been disabled, I saw it with my own eyes, I didn't even have the strength to shoot, it is impossible, and before, when Huang Zheng saw me take out the ghost hand, he immediately held a child hostage and threatened me, I threw the ghost hand to him, do you think he would be stupid enough to let a child shoot himself with the ghost hand?"

The tall man didn't speak again.

The warrior, who was known as the captain, said lightly: "What about the child?"

The strong man shook his head: "It's gone, there should be a strong man behind that kid, he can even return to qi, he can do it very accurately, he should be a master who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, I suspect that the alien spirit is about it, and that kid also knows." ”

Seeing that the captain was silent, the strong man added: "That kid's house is in Causeway Lane, No. 4 Household of Seventh Street. ”

The warrior known as the captain was silent, nodded slowly, and then said: "Lao Liu, you go back to recuperate first, and leave the rest to the brothers, is the mayor of Horseshoe City here?"

As he spoke, he looked at the man beside him.

The man nodded and said, "Well, Captain, it should be there soon." ”

He nodded and continued: "That's it! Since Huang Zheng is dead, he is dead, no matter if such a person is dead, there is no need to chase down, if you find that kid, you will know, remember! Let the mayor of this city say to the outside world, don't cause panic." ”

"Yes! The man nodded.

Then, he looked at the tall man and said, "It's Lao Liu and Qin Wen who are in charge of this area, right?"

The two nodded.

He waved at the strong man and said, "Lao Liu, go back first, and let Qin Wen take me to find that kid." ”

The strong man nodded.

Then, he turned to the warriors behind him and said, "Arrange the corpse, and the family members remember to fight reasonably." ”

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"Let's go!" Then, his gaze swept over Huang Zheng's corpse, and he muttered: "Look at what background this little guy can have, otherwise it's ...... kill someone."

The sound faded away, and the two figures quickly disappeared in the doorway.

— — — —

Several teenagers came to Shaoyu's house, and as soon as the door opened, Huang Huafeng and Sun Quangui got up and looked anxious, and then they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the teenagers walking in one after another, and they were all fine.

The girl hurriedly trotted up to greet everyone, and when the bald boy saw it, he grinned and took the girl's little hand beside him, and the latter's face was slightly red, and he asked quietly, "Are you hurt?"

The bald boy smiled and shook his head.

Liu Yun, who came out of the kitchen, looked at Xu Lao and smiled, and said to the teenagers: "Everyone take a break, Auntie will get you food to eat." ”

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Several teenagers shouted together, and then, everyone walked to the sofa on the edge of the tea table and sat down, Xu Lao walked out of the room, but there were two more black ointments in his hands, and suddenly, it appeared, and a pungent and smoky smell came to the house.

Out of respect for Xu Lao, the teenagers wanted to ask, but they didn't speak, but Shouyi stretched out his little hand and hurriedly fanned in front of his nose, and pinched his nose with his other small hand, looking disgusted.

Xu Lao smiled, threw his hands away, and threw them to Zhou Yingjun and Shaoyu respectively, the strong young man almost didn't catch it, this distance is extremely simple for him to catch an object in Lao Xu's hand, but this is like the smell of dog shit mixed with sheep shit, so he really doesn't want to touch it.

But in the end, he took it, knowing that the old man in front of him would definitely not harm him.

After Shaoyu on the side caught it, he decisively tore off the oil paper on the surface of the ointment, and the smell became stronger in an instant, and the young man from the rich family hurriedly said, went to the toilet, and ran away.

Sun Quangui's reaction, Shaoyu smiled, and casually pasted the black ointment on his broken arm, and soon, a cold feeling of comfort came from his arm.

Then he exhaled softly, the pain of broken bones weakened a little, and said to Zhou Yingjun, who was watching him from the side: "You can also hurry up and stick to your broken bones, it's very comfortable." ”

Zhou Yingjun was convinced of Shaoyu's words, hurriedly sighed, and then put the ointment on his hand bones, and soon felt a cold cold attached to his hand, which was extremely comfortable.

With his expression of surprise, Shaoyu smiled: "This is my grandfather's special ointment, it stinks, but the effect is good, no worse than the potions in those pharmacies on the street." ”

At this time, Xu Lao smiled and did not speak.

In fact, Shaoyu doesn't know, this ointment is not worse than the potion in the pharmacy, it can be said that it is completely incomparable, this small piece of ointment, contains at least more than 50 kinds of medicinal materials, and it is slowly refined.

And the potion in the pharmacy, not to mention the ingredients, the broken bones need to be put in a plaster.

And in front of Xu Lao, all he needed was a small ointment.

Shaoyu doesn't understand pharmacology, and he has never been to the outside world after his injury, so in the young man's cognition, he will confuse ordinary potions.

Xu Lao said: "Yingjun, don't tear off the ointment for the past two days, your physique should be better in two days." ”

Zhou Yingjun nodded and thanked, "Thank you, Old Man Xu." ”

For what Xu Lao said, he believed very much, in fact, it didn't matter to his physique with or without ointment, he could heal himself, but there would be some pain in the process of recovery, and this time the pain was gone under Xu Lao's ointment, and even the recovery time was shortened.

He admired Xu Lao's strength even more.

Sun Quangui returned to the sofa with embarrassment on his face, scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't smell this, by the way, how is Huang Zheng?"

As he spoke, his face changed.

Shaoyu said: "He died...... Dizzy. ”

I thought about saying the word dead, but I changed my words when I thought of Shouyi on the side.

Sun Quangui was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help repeating: "Dizzy?"

Shaoyu made a slight lip shape, and the young man opposite nodded thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Old Xu stood up, and all the young people couldn't help but look at the old man.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Lao smiled slightly, calmly picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "You talk first, I'll go out for a meeting." ”

After speaking, the old man withdrew his vision from Shaoyu, and then turned away.

When the young people didn't know why the old man left suddenly, Shaoyu suddenly opened his mouth and attracted everyone's attention, "We finally escaped, let's play cards!"

"Huh!"

For this topic, Sun Quangui was the first to be interested, and immediately asked, "What about the cards?"

Shaoyu said to Shouyi: "Brother, bring the cards." ”

Shouyi was stunned, and then asked, "Brother, what is it...... Solitaire?"

Shaoyu explained: "It's a card that we often play with each other. ”

"Wow!"

Shouyi smiled, immediately let go of Huang Huafeng's hand, ran into the inner room, took out a box of cards and put it on the tea table, stared at Shaoyu intently and asked, "Brother, let's ...... Do you compare the size?"

Shaoyu shook his head with a smile and said, "There are a lot of people today, so let's not play the size comparison first, let's play the landlord." ”

"Oh......"

Shouyi muttered, lowered his head and sat back in his place, his mood visibly low.

At this time, Huang Huafeng said loudly: "Shouyi, how about we see together? Will you? I won't teach you!"

Shouyi instantly raised his head, grabbed the girl's little hand stupidly, raised it above his head and said with a smile: "Good hey, good hey!"

The bald boy's attitude changed instantaneously and amused everyone, Shaoyu shuffled the cards and asked, "Handsome handsome, is it okay?"

"Cut!" Zhou Yingjun raised his head and said, "Brother Yu, don't underestimate me." Deal!"

"Haha!"

The boy began to deal cards, and everyone's eyes were on the cards in the middle of the tea table......

And at the head of the teenagers, that is, on the roof, stood an old man.

He carried one hand on his back, and the other slowly descended along his white beard, and his eyes looked ahead intently, and his pupils reflected the houses of Horseshoe City and the afterglow of the sun about to set.

He smiled slightly, as if he was feeling the beauty of heaven and earth.

Click!

Suddenly, a faint stampede sounded, and I saw two figures appear behind the old man at some point.