"The attack hit here, but it wasn't fatal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the body that had fallen to the ground and was turned over and touched its chest.

"Not a fatal wound, but a fatal blow. The other person crouching on the opposite side said with certainty, "As for fatal wounds, it can be said that as long as they are vital places, there are injuries, and they add up to fatal wounds...... What's going on with this Narration? With such a heavy technique of Narration?"

"Heavy manipulation?" The man who checked his chest shook his head, pointing to the part of the chest attack that hit, "It's just a flying slash." ”

"How is that possible?" the one who was looking at it immediately returned to the front of the corpse's chest.

Flying Slash?

He was surprised, not because of how famous this ability was, but because it was so mundane and common, that it would be easy for anyone on their dragon team to master this ability as long as they had achieved the breakthrough of Narrator's spirit, but few would waste their time and energy on such a level 3 ability.

But right now, it's such a low-level ability they don't look down on that it's causing such horrific injuries that killing someone who wouldn't take it seriously.

Bow put.

Lu Ping didn't even ask, but all of them knew the name of this person. Like them, they are all members of the Dragons, but they are even more difficult and unsociable than those of them who are independent. But this person's ability is not fake, he committed a serious crime within the jurisdiction of the Changfeng Empire back then, and the three major jurisdictions dispatched masters to arrest him, without hiding or hiding, and forced his way out. After escaping into the territory of the Xuanjun Empire, it was also troublesome, and then he met the city lord of Zhiling City, Long Yuan, and was taken into the dragon team, but he still lived alone. Because of the murderous reputation, even the people of the dragon team did not dare to provoke this thorn easily, who would have thought that they would die on this cold street so easily.

"Maybe there's something else that restricts his movements?"

The one who had done another round of identification shook his head slightly, and he found no trace. But maybe it's just a way to leave no trace?" he thought as he stood up, but his eyes fell on the boss of the breakfast stall, who had not dared to move since they arrived.

"You, what you see, tell me word for word. He pointed to the boss.

"Yes, sir!" the boss hurriedly bowed down and hurriedly recounted everything he had seen and heard. After hearing this, the two finally showed a little relieved.

"It's quite a surprise to say it's a fight. ”

Ju Fang definitely didn't expect the other party to be so decisive. ”

"But this distance is ......" After looking at the distance between the wooden table and Ju to the ground, the two looked at each other and nodded together, already knowing the speed of the blow. In the end, he left without saying a word.

The boss who wanted to close the stall early in the morning didn't move, his expression looked a little numb, he looked at the street and saw another figure walking towards this side.

This is...... The fifth wave, right?

The boss counted in his heart. After Lu Ping and the others left, there were people who tracked down this one after another, and the two who just left were the fourth wave, and if this one was also chasing this matter now, it would be the fifth wave.

Several waves of people, some in rags, some well-dressed, some fierce, some indifferent, all behaved in unison: checking the corpses, questioning them, chasing them.

They and the dead man on the ground seemed to be their companions, but none of them paid any attention to his death on the streets, and they didn't even have any explanation for the boss. The boss can't figure out whether he has already reported to the official now.

After sending off wave after wave, the boss was not as flustered as before. He waited quietly for the man who looked like it was supposed to be the fifth wave.

There was only one person in this wave, a fat man who looked harmless to humans and animals, and he didn't look at the corpse on the ground, but walked straight to the boss and said happily: "Boss, have a bowl of noodles." ”

"Huh?" the boss was stunned, isn't this the same person, but a guest? But how could ordinary guests see a person on the ground and be so indifferent?

"Let's have a bowl of noodles. The fat man repeated his request again.

"Okay, okay. What kind of noodles do you want?" the boss asked.

The fat man looked at the menu hanging on the wall very seriously, and finally made up his mind: "Let's have a bowl of beef noodles, use the largest bowl." ”

"Okay. "The boss didn't dare to slack off. But there is no difference in the size of his noodle bowl here, so he has to put more noodles, cut more meat, and fill a bowl full. Looking at the fat man again, it turned out to be from the table where Lu Ping and the five people had sat before, and they didn't even have time to collect the noodle bowl.

"The noodles are coming!" the boss didn't dare to make any extraneous branches, and after shouting, he served this bowl of beef noodles with an increased version.

The fat man looked very satisfied, and smiled so much that his eyes were almost sinking into the fat and he couldn't see. Dragged a pair of chopsticks and snorted and ate, the noodles are still sliced beef, a chopsticks go down to copy what is sent to the mouth, not a second to stop, full of a bowl of noodles, less than a minute is already the bottom of the sky. The boss is a little stupid, where is this noodle, this is clearly swallowing.

The fat man smiled contentedly after eating the noodles, and then his eyes fell on the other five noodle bowls on the table.

This is the leftover noodles of Lu Ping and the five of them, and before the boss has time to clean it up, the first wave of dragons has already arrived. However, the four waves of people all looked at the corpse and asked him about the process, but they never paid attention to the five bowls of leftover noodles.

Five bowls of noodles, two bowls are mostly left, two bowls have some residual soup, and one bowl, but there is not even a drop of soup left, it is very clean and thorough, and the fat man immediately became interested in this bowl.

"Did you lick all the bowls when you ate them?" he asked.

"Huh?" the boss was stunned and couldn't help but walk over, he hadn't even paid much attention to the five bowls of leftover noodles. When I got closer, I found that the bowl was really clean, as if it had been washed.

"How did he eat it?" asked the boss.

He ...... Eat very seriously!" the boss thought hard, and finally used the description of serious, and then felt that it was extremely appropriate.

"Eat seriously, that's good!" the fat man praised, and then looked at the other four bowls, twitching his nose from time to time.

Finally, he glanced at the corpse underground, and asked very casually, "What do they say about that guy?" ”

"They?" the boss stunned.

"It's the people who came before. The fat man said.

"They...... They were all a little surprised, and said that it was just a blow, called Feiyin Slash. "The boss really remembers, after all, the first four waves, except for the first wave, which was also single-handedly no one communicated, the rest of the conversations with each other, Feiyin Chop, a term that was unfamiliar to him, finally wrote it down after listening to it three times.

"Is there any difference other than that?" asked the fat man again.

The boss shook his head.

"How many of them?" asked the fat man again.

"The first wave was one person, then three people, then two people, and then you. The boss said.

"Good. The fat man nodded, waved his hand, and a few pennies fell on the table.

"You can close the stall, no one will come again. With that, he followed unhurriedly in the same direction as the previous waves.