Dr. Fujino's face changed in fright, his legs and feet were trembling, and he bowed to Kazuo Izumi tremblingly: "Izumi-kun's heart, liver, pancreas, stomach and lungs have all suffered destructive damage from external forces, and the inside of the five internal organs has no intact place, and it is almost broken into granules. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Kazuo Izumi tremblingly, looked at Kazuo Izumi's dark and gloomy face, and said boldly: "The strange thing is that the skin membrane on the surface of the five internal organs is intact, and even the damaged places remain in their original state and work as usual. ”

"After this state lasted for nearly three hours, too much blood was stagnant, and the pressure of the blood vessels destroyed the five internal organs, and then formed the sudden death of Jing Quanjun."

Izumi Kazuo's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a tone of disbelief: "What do you mean, Ye'er was attacked by the enemy in three hours, and he was mortally wounded, but he didn't know it?" ”

Doctor Fujino looked at Kazuo Izumi's face as black as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't answer, and on his forehead, where there were not a few hairs left, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared: "Judging from the autopsy results, I'm afraid it's like this, but what kind of attack can completely destroy the party's internal organs without the person in question, I don't understand." ”

Izumi Kazuo stopped talking, and looked at Dr. Fujino coldly, the coercion of the head of the family made Dr. Fujino sweat profusely and tremble, but in his eyes, there was no intention of dodging.

In the conference hall, there was a silence, everyone knew that Jing Quanye was Jing Quanye's most beloved eldest grandson, and he died so inexplicably, he must have been sad and indignant in his heart, and no one dared to interject, so as not to touch Jing Quan's moldy head.

After a long while, Izumi Kazuo finally nodded, and his tone became gentle: "Thank you, Dr. Fujino, it's nothing, I've worked hard for you, go down." ”

Dr. Fujino bowed deeply to Izumi Kazuo as if he had been granted amnesty, and then left the chamber under the guidance of a member of the family.

Kazuo Izumi's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, and after a while, he said lightly, "What do you have to say about Izumino's death?" ”

"Jing Quanye is the core child of the family, with his military merits, he can even enter the military department, this time he was plotted by the method of yin damage and unfortunately passed away, we must not just forget it."

"Yes, to find out who is the murderer, you must sacrifice his blood to Jing Quanye."

"This matter is related to the reputation of the Jingquan family, and there is no room for loss, I will wait for the head of the family to send me, and I will not give up."

In the conference hall, the representatives and elders of the various branches of the Jingquan family spoke enthusiastically, speaking indignantly, and some people were sad on the surface, but secretly happy in their hearts.

Jingquan Kazuo's lineage, has been in charge of the head of the family for more than ten years, the rising star Jingquanye is outstanding, martial arts cultivation is extraordinary, he worked for the military department, and repeatedly made military achievements, this time if it is not so finished, the next head of the family, maybe it will fall on his head.

Jing Quanye's death like this is definitely a great joy for the other branches, but at this moment, even if he laughs like a flower in his heart, and the face is sad and sad, he must not miss the slightest bit, so in the conference hall, everyone generously made a statement and swore revenge.

Izumi Kazuo's heart was cold, his eyes were like a long sword from Senhan, slowly probing over everyone's faces, and said lightly: "Since everyone said so, I, I, I'm Jingquan Kazuo, on behalf of Izumi's parents, thank you first." ”

"It's just that the enemy's methods are unpredictable, and the identity has not been determined, but this strange killing method, it is estimated that few people in Asia can use it, I believe that we will soon be able to find the murderer, and when the time comes, please ask the elders to help, for the honor of the family, for the blood feud of Ye'er."

As he spoke, he stood up and said loudly: "This is the end of today's meeting, give me a little time, I will definitely find the murderer, disperse." ”

After Kazuo Izumi finished speaking, he picked up the autopsy diagnosis results on the table, flicked his sleeves, and went out through the side door of the conference hall.

Izumi Kazuo walked out of the side door, a middle-aged man followed closely behind him, Izumi Kazuo held the autopsy results in his hand, his face was gloomy, and he said lightly: "Prepare the car, I want to go to my great-grandfather's place." ”

"What, great-grandfather? Father, are you sure you want to alarm his old man? ”

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and said with some uncertainty that his great-grandfather, a member of the clan, was under forty years old, and he had never seen it at all.

It was a powerful and mysterious old man, with the power of the hand, founded the Jingquan family, and also achieved the powerful Jingquan martial arts, for the people of the Jingquan family, that old man, is the god in the underworld.

"I don't want to disturb his old man's cultivation, but Ye'er's injury, only he can identify it, what kind of trick it is, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and prepare the car."

Kazuo Izumi's face was gloomy, and in his eyes, the essence flickered, looking at the deep twilight, the sun gradually setting in the west, and sighed: "If it is really as I guessed, alas, the Izumi family"

The middle-aged man looked at his father's lonely expression, the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, it seemed that at this moment, he was more than ten years old, and he didn't dare to say anything at the moment, so he went to arrange it.

The sunset was like blood, and Kazuo Izumi got into his own special car, a limited edition Bugatti Veyron, a total of four black Mercedes-Benzes, surrounded by the Bugatti Veyron, and slowly drove into the distance.

After driving more than 80 kilometers, after passing through a small city, and driving another 20 kilometers in the wilderness, a stone mountain appeared in front of it, up and down the stone mountain, full of green and lovely green bamboo, and the roaring sound of the waves could be heard clearly, it turned out that this was not far from the sea.

The convoy turned off, and Kazuo Izumi got out of the car, without even a single entourage, and slowly went up the mountain alone.

The mountain road is bent, paved with bluestone slabs, the scenery is extremely beautiful, just two turns, there is about seven or eight hundred square meters of open space, a quiet and quiet courtyard, built on this open space.

Behind the small courtyard, the mountain suddenly turned extremely steep, about more than 200 zhang high, looking down from the mountain, the waves came one after another, washing the foot of the stone mountain, terrifying the waves, the rocks pierced the air, splashing a thousand piles of snow.

Kazuo Izumi stood on a towering stone and looked around, only to see the waves rolling at the foot of the mountain, and this stone mountain actually stood in the middle of the sea.

The beach stretched, and in the midst of the terrifying waves, a sturdy and slender back, in the roaring waves, like a stake made of iron, did not move.

In his hand, he dragged a long knife, the long knife is simple and simple, the only feature is that it is too long, it is three or four meters long, the whole body is made of cast iron, the blade is wide, like a big guillotine.

With such a thick and extra-long knife, I'm afraid that it doesn't have hundreds of kilograms, and Kazuo Izumi can't imagine how lethal it can erupt when a person swings such a long knife.

The muscles of the young man's back, in the shape of a shuttle, are not very strong and powerful, and from the back, he looks a little thin, I don't know how he wields such a heavy knife?

At this moment, it is the time of high tide, the waves are rolling in, the front wave pushes the back wave, one wave is higher than the other, when the wave of three or four people hits people, it is enough to knock people out.

However, no matter how the waves hit, the young man's feet seemed to have roots, and his body was like a thousand pounds of boulders, and he never even shook in the face of the impact of the waves.

Kazuo Izumi was secretly frightened, at this moment, the tide of the waves finally rose to the peak, and the waves in the distance, piled up layer upon layer, like thousands of white horses, marching in unison, swept towards the coast, and the sound was like the sky falling apart.

In front of the power of heaven and earth, no matter who it is, it seems so small, and the figure of the young man is even more like an ant.

"Run!"

Izumi Kazuo was startled and subconsciously shouted, but the waves were like thunder, and the sound was deafening, even Izumi Kazuo himself couldn't hear his own voice, how could he expect the man with the knife to hear his words?

At this moment, the waves smashed down on the knife-wielding man, and the sound was roaring and terrifying.

A flash of swords!

The shining sword light, like lightning across the sky, made Izumi Kazuo squint, but he clearly saw that a small mountain-like wave, swept by the young man's sword, actually split into two halves and spread out from both sides of him.

Break the waves!

Jingquan Kazuo is the head of the Jingquan family, his own martial arts, has already broken through the dark energy, and his eyesight is still there, this knife clearly carries the man's essence and vitality, and completely defeats the power of the big waves, so that the waves are separated, otherwise, this huge wave alone can beat him out of the air, how can he fight against the waves?

Kazuo Izumi looked relaxed and happy, and saw the young man in the huge waves, wielding a huge long knife, stabbing straight, slashing, spinning and slashing, the moves were concise and clear, but every knife went out, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and the roar of the waves like thunder was clearly audible.

"How's his knife technique?"

Kazuo Izumi was looking in a daze, when he heard a gentle cough, turned his head to look, and saw an old man standing behind him with a cane.

His legs were half lame, he walked with a limp, the wrinkles on his face were fine and dense, as if carved out by a carving knife, his hair was gray, there were no more left, his eyes were deep, his face was amiable, and he was smiling at Kazuo Izumi at the moment.

Kazuo Jingquan was startled, then reacted, and under great joy, he stepped forward and kowtowed to meet him: "Grandson Jingquan Kazuo, meet grandfather, grandfather is in good spirits, and it is a blessing for all the Jingquan family." ”

The old man was noncommittal, his eyes were still looking at the young man who was fighting with a knife in the waves: "Get up, see that young man is not, this is the last thing I can do for my family." ”

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