In everyone's sight, Mi Xingfa who left ahead of schedule was never seen.

Zhu Jian'an and the other catchers did not separate, but each held a war knife in his hand, forming a defensive formation, slowly marching in this family station, as far as the eye could see, there was only a mess, and all the counters in the house were smashed open, as if someone was rummaging for something.

Lodging corpses can be seen on the road, many old and young.

Zhu Jian'an's expression became colder.

The crowd cautiously inspected the place where the crime occurred, and returned to the place where they had first come, and one of them, a thin man with a two-handful beard, frowned and pondered, and gathered together the traces of clues found in the cursory search in his mind, and spoke:

"It's the White Tiger Hall who made the move, that's right."

"The Tiger Roaring Knife Technique, the secret technique of Zhenshan River, is similar to the martial arts characteristics of the White Tiger Hall in the dossier, but it is not impossible for other forces to kill people with a knife under the guise of the White Tiger Hall."

"There are at least seven people here, so we can search this place once in a short period of time."

"Judging from the footprints and traces of his shots, two of them should be good at external skills, one is nine feet long and weighs more than three hundred pounds, and the blade in his hand should be similar to a heavy weapon such as a one-legged bronze man, and the other is between seven feet and three to seven feet six minutes long, unhanded."

"The fundamental martial arts should be horizontal cultivation magic skills such as Panhu Gong."

"The remaining five people have no obvious kung fu characteristics, three use swords, one uses a knife, and one should be good at using dexterous sharp weapons such as Emei water thorns or daggers, but it cannot be ruled out that there are masters who are outstanding in light skills and do not leave the slightest trace."

The voice paused slightly, and the warm and soft light in his eyes dissipated, as if he had just calculated quite distractingly, and his face was slightly pale.

On the side, Wang Anfeng's heart shook.

He could only see that the martial arts styles of the people who shot were different, some people used heavy weapons, and there were three kinds of fatal wounds on the deceased's body, bare hands, sharp weapons, and heavy blunt weapons, but he never thought that there were many doorways, let alone that he could see the difference in the use of weapons from the traces of those sharp weapons.

It was then that he suddenly came to his senses.

When I walked through the forest, my face was covered with a black iron mask, and I still exposed a lot of things.

The Legalist masters in front of him, whether it is martial arts or fame, are far inferior to Wuxin.

He can do it all, and he can only do better if he doesn't want to.

It was because he was able to track Wang Anfeng all the way to the Fufeng Academy, and because he was able to easily discover his identity among thousands of students and make a temptation.

There is a specialization in the art industry.

The skills of the Legalist head catcher in investigating the traces of the scene are really far beyond the reach of others, looking at the changes in the breath on his body, there is obviously a special martial arts to assist in judging, the hundred schools of thought, those who have lasted for thousands of years, only the nine streams and ten, the Legalist as one of the demonstrators, its background is very people can speculate.

Zhu Jian'an bowed slightly, they studied together back then, and later became Fufeng patrol together, he never doubted the latter's judgment, and asked at the moment:

"Can you tell the direction they're leaving?"

The emaciated man did not answer.

Another head catcher responded:

"North."

"To the south of this place, that is, my Fufeng County, although there is a saying that they want to survive in death, but since they will take the initiative to leave them alive and let them go to the county town, there is obviously no need for this means."

"And there is my Great Qin Guozhu in the county town to suppress, if he gets close, he will inevitably be discovered, so inappropriate, and there is a military school field in the east, and there is a natural danger in the west, if you want to get rid of us quickly, you can only rush to the north."

"The Hidden Gate Qingfeng Xie is in full swing, even if he is a master in the middle of the court, in that direction, he can't act arbitrarily. Moreover, the other party does not seem to have intended to conceal his whereabouts, leaving a large number of traces, among which no signs of distortion or alteration have been found, such as ......"

These several Legalist masters who have nearly twenty years of experience did not affect their mental judgment because of the anger of Fang Cai, and simply discussed directly in the same place, without avoiding Wang Anfeng next to them, and the clues and judgments they saw were combined, and the whereabouts of the murderer in the White Tiger Hall gradually became clear.

From there, it headed north.

Wang Anfeng looked slightly stunned.

North, White Tiger Hall?

In his mind, Fu remembered the secret news that the Gongsun gang leader of the Jupeng Gang had written to him ten days ago, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and thought of the words written on the last line of the paper.

'In Beiwu City, traces of the White Tiger Hall were found. ’

One of them is the shopkeeper of the ancient jade shop Shizhai, who is good friends with another chamber of commerce and is suspected of being a colleague. ’

North Wuzhou City is in the north of Fufeng County City.

In the young man's heart, a little uneasiness suddenly rose, he didn't know what the relationship between these two things was, but they were both in the north and in the White Tiger Hall, and the coincidence at this critical time always had a slight strange taste, and these slight weirdness lingered in his heart.

Taking a step forward, I had the intention to inform the deputy chief arrest in front of me about this matter, but before I could speak, I suddenly thought that I couldn't explain where the news came from, because I couldn't take people to the Shaolin Temple, let alone prove whether it was true, and for a while, I felt powerless in my heart.

If only I could be stronger.

The boy's hands were tightened.

If it was the wine that was free from the seniors, it was Fu Mofuzi who was present and said the news......

Zhu Jian'an changed the war knife in his left hand back to his right hand, took off his golden order from his waist, threw it to the emaciated head catcher, and commanded:

"Ziang, you go back to the county town and ask to see the county guard."

"Please notify General Yang of the border city with a square mirror, block the city, and order the masters everywhere to pay attention to the patrol."

"Tianye, you go to the Fufeng Academy Palace to find the master's help."

"Shao Hui, go to the soldier's house, ask for the transfer of the masters in the army, and go to the ......"

The voice is endless, and if the order he gives can really be unleashed, I am afraid that it will mobilize more than eighty percent of the six-rank masters and more than a thousand iron guards in the entire Fufeng to form a net of heaven and earth.

If the battle array of the soldiers is unfolded, with many other schools, regardless of the cost, Hugh said that it is seven masters of the middle and third grades, even if it is seventeen masters, as long as they are not holding divine weapons, or approaching the realm of the upper three grades of Xuantong, the internal air is circulating, and it is endless, and it will definitely be hated under the battle array.

Zhu Jian'an held a war knife, his eyebrows were calm, and he was full of murderous intent.

Danfeng Gu seized the loophole in Daqin's law, and Daqin couldn't break out, couldn't kill him on the spot, and couldn't even capture him on the spot and put him in prison.

But this does not mean that Great Qin will let go of this evil faction that dares to provoke the prestige of Qin's country.

Zhu Jian'an looked at the tragic appearance around him.

At this time, everything had been arranged, he relaxed a little, his face was cold and melted, looking at the tragic situation around him, looking at the deaths and injuries around him, seeing the two children lying in a pool of blood not far away, the older boy protected his sister in his arms, and held a puppet tightly in his hand.

Dressed in scale armor and holding a heavy axe, he is the image of a fierce general.

He was the founding general of the Great Qin Empire, who had protected the first emperor in life and death crises many times.

Zhu Jian'an's heart suddenly throbbed.

Suddenly, it hurts terribly.

The deputy general manager, who was not lightly injured, pursed his lips, stepped over with a long knife, saw the boy's face slightly raised before he died, saw that his eyes had not been closed until death, he stood firmly, like a stone statue standing here, and then leaned down and half-knelt, put his weapon aside, and raised his hand to soothe the child's frightened and determined eyes.

The palm of his hand was withdrawn, slightly stiffened, and the skewed puppet was straightened again, and the fierce general stained with blood in his heart seemed to be shouting angrily, as if roaring, as if roaring.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he said softly:

"Let's go in peace......"

"You've worked hard to protect her."

He is a third-grade martial artist in the Legalist family, and he has never frowned at the fourth-grade master, even if he is angry, he can still make a rational judgment according to the current situation, he is a person of the Legalist family, and he should have overridden his body with reason.

But Wang Anfeng saw that his body was trembling slightly.

Behind it, four six-rank masters rose up, soared into the sky, and tore through the front with their strength, as if angry thunder roared, gradually raising their heads, and refusing to stop.