As a well-known Jianghu person in Qinglan City, Xiang Feng only spent half a day to find out all the information about Wang Zhen, including his appearance.

Time passed little by little, and gradually, it was ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and just when Xiang Feng felt that Wang Zhen would not appear, there was a burst of laughter outside.

The automatic sensor door slowly opened, and I saw Wang Zhen walking in with two men.

Wang Zhen is about forty years old, lean and thin, with a pair of slender eyes slightly narrowed, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

As soon as he saw Wang Zhen appear, Xiang Feng swept over the gambling table, shook his hand, and the three flying knives fled, and then, Xiang Feng followed closely, and the security guard at the door only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he had seen Xiang Feng leap towards Wang Zhen.

"Bang! Bang!poof!" Wang Zhen didn't have any defense at this time, and when he woke up, the three flying knives were less than a foot away from him, and he only had time to slam an iron plate bridge, dodging the two flying knives, while the third flying knife stabbed into his right shoulder firmly.

The next moment, Xiang Feng also arrived.

"Wang Zhen, let me die!" Xiang Feng rose into the air and punched Wang Zhen to the temple.

Seeing someone in the city, the two men beside Wang Zhen quickly flashed to the side.

"Bastard!" Although Wang Zhen looked thin and short, his skills were extremely flexible, he rolled on the spot in embarrassment, dodged Xiang Feng's attack, and with a flick of his right hand, an iron pendant came out of his hand.

Xiang Feng raised his head to dodge, and threw out two more throwing knives.

Wang Zhen continued to roll in embarrassment, shouting loudly as he rolled, "Who are you?"

Wang Zhen didn't want to offend the master of the hidden weapon from the bottom of his heart, offending the master of the hidden weapon means wandering outside the ghost gate every day.

Seeing that something happened here, many gamblers came around.

Xiang Feng raised his hand and said coldly: "Death is on the verge of death, and there is so much nonsense?"

The three flying knives struck again, Wang Zhen rolled and dodged again, this Wang Zhen is also a strong listener, and his skills are much more flexible than those masters that Xiang Feng has encountered.

At this time, among the two men, an older man smiled complimentarily: "Young master, this time I have to trouble you to mediate." ”

Another man, only in his early twenties, looks very feminine and fair-skinned, wearing a white slim suit, which makes his whole person even more flexible, the young man smiled and shook his head and said: "Mr. Miki, don't worry, Wang Zhen will be fine, let's watch for a while, it's rare to see this level of martial arts." ”

Miki Yuito worried: "But what if it ......"

The young man laughed and said, "No case, Wang Zhen is a strong listener after all." ”

As he spoke, Xiang Feng threw out more and more flying knives, Wang Zhen just tried to escape, and in the end, Wang Zhen didn't bother to dodge, he took out an iron fan from his arms and directly dialed the flying knives that were fired.

"Boy, your secret weapon technique is good, but the strength is still far behind! When your secret weapon is lost, I will let you die!" Wang Zhen once again flicked the three flying knives to the ground, with a cruel smile on his face.

As Wang Zhen was talking, his eyes suddenly changed, first stunned, then frightened, and then, an extremely fast flying knife pierced the iron fan in his hand and pierced through his throat.

One hit kills!

"You... You are cheating!" Wang Zhen covered his throat, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he didn't expect Xiang Feng to deliberately hide it, the previous flying knives that had no strength were completely to cover this flying knife with a strength of nearly a thousand catties, Xiang Feng has now touched the threshold of the micro level, this flying knife did not even make a trace of breaking through the air, and instantly shot through Wang Zhen's throat.

Xiang Feng didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he took out a dagger from his boots, raised his hand and cut off Wang Zhen's head, and the whole process was done in one go.

This scene stunned everyone present.

Xiang Feng was just about to rush out of the door, the young man had already pounced, and the five fingers of the young man's right claw were obviously much thicker, and it looked like he had practiced a very powerful claw skill.

Although Xiang Feng wanted to kill Miki Yuto easily, he didn't want to cause any trouble for Shenglongzhuang, after all, these two people were killed together, and the Snake Hand Martial Arts Hall could easily think of Shenglongzhuang.

"Get out!" As soon as Xiang Feng raised his hand, three flying knives came out of his hand, the young man didn't dare to take it hard, and jumped back again, and when he wanted to chase it again, where was there still a trace of Xiang Feng.

The young man looked at Wang Zhen's corpse, gritted his teeth with a gloomy face, and said, "Find out who he is!"

In less than three days, the news of Wang Zhen's assassination had spread all over Qinglan City, and what was even more interesting was that Wang Zhen was killed under the nose of the prince of the Golden Dragon Gang.

The Golden Dragon Gang, that is one of the three major forces in Qinglan City. Everyone in Qinglan City is still martial, and this Golden Dragon Gang is also different from the gangster organizations in other provinces and cities, they control eighty percent of the fighting clubs and martial arts halls in Qinglan City, including the more famous fighting columns in Huaxia, all have their shadows.

What's even more incredible is that the people of the Golden Dragon Gang have been investigating for several days, and even with the help of the police, they still found nothing, and the murderer seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Many people feel that it is only because Wang Zhen offends too many people and too many enemies on weekdays, so it is impossible to determine the identity of the murderer in a short time.

Killed Wang Zhen, Xiang Feng took advantage of the middle of the night to sneak back to Shenglongzhuang, after two days, the voice of tracking Wang Zhen outside finally became smaller and smaller, which made the people of Shenglongzhuang secretly relieved, for this matter, Li Yunhe has never expressed a position, as if he didn't know at all, but the men in the village know very well that the happiest person in the village is Li Yunhe.

Thinking that Xiang Feng had killed Wang Zhen, the men in the village looked at Xiang Feng with respectful eyes, after all, Wang Zhen's strength was second only to Li Yunhe, and he was able to kill Wang Zhen unscathed, which was enough to make them look up.

At night, Xiang Feng pushed Li Yunhe and walked slowly in the wheat field of Shenglong Village, and after a while, Xiang Feng asked softly: "Master, have you heard of the tomb of the king of Lanzhou?"

"Lanzhou Tomb, do you mean the mysterious disappearance of the Tomb?" Li Yunhe asked with some curiosity.

Xiang Feng nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Li Yunhe frowned and said: "That was more than 20 years ago, and I don't remember it clearly, that royal tomb is not much away from our Shenglong Village, and the entrance at that time was behind the mountain in the north." ”

Li Yunhe pointed to the dark mountain peak that was faintly visible in the distance, and said: "No one knows if it's true or a legend, now that royal tomb is gone, by the way, what are you asking for?"

Xiang Feng didn't hide anything from Li Yunhe, and directly told him about getting the scroll and wanting to find this kind of text.

After listening to Xiang Feng's words, Li Yunhe asked with curiosity on his face: "What kind of text?" ”

Xiang Feng took out his mobile phone and handed it to Li Yunhe, Li Yunhe looked at the ancient Qiang text on it, frowned, and said, "It's strange, I seem to have seen this kind of text somewhere." ”