Zhu Zhenglie was thrown against the wall, his face was full of horror, and he recognized Xiang Chen.

The strength of a martial artist does not mean that he must be as strong as steel, Zhu Zhenglie usually acts domineering and domineering, but he is rarely willing to provoke those who are stronger than him, and his ruthlessness is more reflected in people who are not as good as him.

The night, the hospital, the abuse, the man in black, Zhu Zhenglie couldn't stand it a little.

Looking at his straw bale appearance, Xiang Chen pursed his lips under the brim of his hat, showing even more disdain.

He didn't want to talk nonsense, revenge, it doesn't necessarily have to be tortured and killed, that's psychopathic. What Xiang Chen wanted to do was to slaughter Zhu Zhenglie cleanly.

But he still has something to ask.

"Zhu Zhenglie, I can give you a good time, Zhu Zhengming lives in Lanfeng Homestead, right, write down the house number."

Zhu Zhenglie couldn't say it because his tongue was pulled out.

When he heard Zhu Zhengming, Zhu Zhengming, who was trembling all over, paused, he shook his head desperately, although there was still panic in his eyes that could not be erased, but he never said anything.

"Still playing brotherhood with me?"

Xiang Chen sneered, stepped forward, and stomped one of Zhu Zhenglie's fingers into meat puree. Ten fingers connected to the heart, this foot down, Zhu Zhenglie's eyes bulged violently, and his body swayed.

Xiang Chen is not like ordinary interrogators, he asks once, he doesn't ask, and directly chops up Zhu Zhenglie's remaining four fingers with five kicks in a row.

There was a loud pant in the room, and the gasp came from a broken throat like a leaky bellows.

But no matter what Xiang Chen did, Zhu Zhenglie just didn't say a word.

He understood that today he had escaped from the hands of this devilish young man no matter what, and he Zhu Zhenglie would not do anything about betraying his brother.

He can do everything, but he will not bear his brothers and sisters who have depended on each other since childhood.

That's his bottom line.

"The bones are quite hard, don't you say? Do you think I can't do anything if I don't say it? ”

Xiang Chen stopped, lifted Zhu Zhenglie from the ground with one hand, put it back on the wall, and stared at his eyes up close.

"Purr, puff, puff!!" Zhu Zhenglie couldn't say a complete word, so he could only squeeze out desperately with his throat.

He wanted to say "you killed me".

"Don't worry, let's play a game." Xiang Chen raised the brim of his hat a little, so that he could look at his eyes more clearly, "I checked, there are 99 single-family villas in Lanfeng Homestead. ”

"Where does Zhu Zhenglie live? Shhhh ”

"He lives from 0 to 10? What is the number of 10? What is the number of 20? 30 ...... 30 more! ”

While popping beans and reporting the numbers to the outside, Xiang Chen stared at Zhu Zhenglie's eyes for changes, although his mouth was very hard, it couldn't hide his extremely flustered and sensitive nerves at this time.

When Xiang Chen said the number 30, he noticed that Zhu Zhenglie's pupils contracted abnormally for a moment.

Without waiting for Zhu Zhenglie to react, Xiang Chen continued to say quickly: "31, 32, 33, 34, 35......"

The numbers stopped abruptly, Xiang Chen smiled, and Zhu Zhenglie's face was like ashes.

"I know, Blue Maple Homestead, No. 35, hahaha, thank you."

People's micro-expressions can't deceive people, Zhu Zhenglie has not undergone formal training in this area, even if he tries his best to restrain himself, but when Xiang Chen said No. 35, his pupils, the corners of his mouth, his heartbeat, the green tendons beating on his forehead, and even the fine goosebumps on his skin all betrayed his mental activities.

Xiang Chen put his hand on Zhu Zhenglie's heart, and his palm spewed out vigorously, directly breaking Zhu Zhenglie's heart.

The eight-star martial artist Zhu Zhenglie was killed.

Standing up, Xiang Chen picked up Zhu Zhenglie's body and threw it to the back of the medical cabin like the short-sleeved warrior who was guarding.

Click.

The door to the ward closed again, and silence returned to the room, as if no one had ever been there......

……

Xiang Chen left Zhu Zhenglie's ward and did not go directly to Lan Feng's home, but turned around and came to the high-end ward area.

This is not a special set up for martial artists, but a ward that can be entered as long as you have money, although Xiang Chen estimates that the person he is looking for is here, but he doesn't know the specific room number, so he can only look at the name in front of the ward one by one.

It took nearly ten minutes, and just when Xiang Chen was a little impatient, he finally found it.

"Zhu Qi", this is the patient of this ward.

Xiang Chen listened outside the door, and there was only an exceptionally even breathing sound inside the door.

Quietly opened the door, Xiang Chen sneaked in, and in less than half a minute, the door reopened, Xiang Chen walked out of it casually, and closed the door casually.

In the ward, the switch of the vital detection instrument has been disconnected, and the figure on the hospital bed who has been sleeping for months is still lying down, but between his noses, he no longer breathes.

Xiang Chen lowered the brim of his hat, put one hand in the pocket of his black coat, and quickly left Dongning Hospital, like an elf dancing in the night, silently, he had taken away two lives.

The nurse on duty at the door looked at the black-clothed figure who was leaving quickly and was stunned for a moment.

"Has this man been in before......

Shaking her head and yawning, she didn't pay much attention, she was also a little tired.

…………

Blue Maple Homestead, at this time, it is already the second half of the night, even some night owls have chosen to fall asleep.

Villa 35, which is a four-storey detached house.

Knock, knock, knock.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door.

Three times passed, but no one answered.

But the people outside the door don't seem to feel that they are knocking on the door at this point in time, and they are like debt collectors, knocking on them relentlessly.

The thump is extremely even, striking every second on average, which is not only disorienting to listen to, but even more eerie at this point in time.

Finally, the second floor of the villa was lit up first.

"Who, who!! I'm sick! Big night let people sleep? Look for death! A woman in a dressing gown hadn't come down yet, and her voice was already roaring from the second floor.

The woman's name is Zhu Zhengfen, the fifth of the Zhu family's brothers and sisters, and the younger sister of the fourth Zhu Zhenglie.

Zhu Zhengfen dragged open the door of the villa, and scolded without waiting to see the person who came, and the flying foam made the person frown, and he could only press the brim of his hat lower to block these droplets.

"I have an urgent matter and want to visit District Chief Zhu, something happened! Don't know who you are? ”

The person who came was naturally Xiang Chen, who rushed here non-stop after leaving Dongning Hospital, and his tone was extremely anxious, making people not suspect that there was a fake.

It's just that under the brim of his hat, his eyes are so cold that there is no trace of emotion.

Zhu Zhengfen, who originally wanted to continue to sprinkle, heard the other party mention Zhu Zhengming, and he could accurately know the house number, so he was a little convinced for a while, and stopped roaring.

She didn't think about anything bad at all, just kidding, where is this?

This is Nanjing Safe City, is the home of Blue Maple! The Blue Maple Homeland has its own armament, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive, so I haven't heard of anyone daring to come here to spread wild!

"So late and in such a hurry? Is something really wrong? Zhu Zhengfen muttered to himself.

"Zhengfen, who!"

A voice that had been in a high position for a long time sounded from the upper floor, and then two footsteps came, and a middle-aged man in silk pajamas was walking down the stairs with a middle-aged beautiful woman.

Zhu Zhengming's voice was a little dissatisfied, he lived on a higher floor, and he didn't hear the knock on the door, but Zhu Zhengfen woke him up with a voice.

Not only him, but also his wife was woken up.

"Third brother, I said I was looking for you, and I was in a hurry." Zhu Zhengfen replied.

"Oh? Let him in. ”

Anyway, he got up, Zhu Zhengming simply poured a glass of water and walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

Seeing that Zhu Zhengming was about to talk about business, the middle-aged beauty made a gesture to go back upstairs.

But as soon as she turned around, Xiang Chen, who was standing at the door, spoke: "This lady, don't be in a hurry to leave, this matter is very important, and it has something to do with everyone, you might as well stay and listen." ”

"Something to do with me?"

The middle-aged beauty was obviously a little unexpected, but judging from her graceful demeanor, she was obviously not an ordinary person, but there was no obvious sense of surprise.

But Xiang Chen's words made Zhu Zhenglie's brows furrow: "What are you doing, just look for me, and find my wife?" Take your hat off first, so I can't see your face!" ”

At this time, Xiang Chen had already entered the living room under the leadership of Zhu Zhengfen, although the lighting was sufficient, but the brim of his hat was extremely low, which still made it difficult to see his appearance.

Xiang Chen, who was standing outside, Zhu Zhengfen beside him, Zhu Zhengming who was sitting in the center of the sofa, and the middle-aged beauty who was standing behind him, had all entered the living room at this time.

"District Chief Zhu is really powerful, and his official tone is really in place, haha, but this matter is not in a hurry, how do I feel, there is still someone in this villa? Why don't you bring him out too? Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to sit down and talk together? Xiang Chen chuckled.

He had been outside for a while before he entered, and with his hearing, it was not difficult to see that there were four breaths in this villa.

And the reason why he swaggered in through the main entrance without a hurry was because these four breaths were all not long, without exception.

This breathing sound, as soon as you hear it, is not a warrior, if the breath of a warrior is not disguised, each dense and long.

Zhu Zhengming finally sensed that something was wrong.

It's not that he has poor vigilance, but for more than ten years, since they entered this blue maple homeland, this place is like a harbor, blocking all the waves of the outside world.

For a long time, Zhu Zhengming had long been accustomed to letting go of all his guards as soon as he returned to Lanfeng's homeland.

"Who the hell are you!"

Zhu Zhengming drank vigorously on the surface, but in fact, his right hand was already quietly touching under the coffee table in front of him.

There was a gun hidden there.

Maybe a gun is nothing in this world full of warriors, but as soon as the gun sounds, the armed team of the Blue Maple Homeland will arrive in an instant.

The middle-aged beauty standing behind him clearly saw that even if she was as calm as her husband, his silky pajamas were clinging to her back because of a thin layer of sweat.