The sky was dotted with stars, and the dim light flickered, stretching a figure long.

Looking at the three-story building in the distance, a figure strode out, like a bolt of lightning, and suddenly appeared more than ten meters away.

Three minutes later, the figure evaded the Han family's defenses and appeared outside the attic on the third floor.

Those eyes, even in the dark, were extremely bright, flowing with a domineering and powerful force.

"Tiger head, it's done over there!" Suddenly, beside this figure, another black shadow appeared.

"Help me watch from the outside!"

"Good!"

With a complex look in his eyes, the figure gently pushed open the attic door.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and the figure suddenly flickered, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, "Little Ergou, you are dying, and your reaction is still so sensitive!"

Hearing the other party's name, Old Man Han was like a lightning strike, the pistol in his hand fell on the quilt, and his chest rose and fell violently.

As soon as his footsteps moved, the figure appeared in front of Old Man Han, stretched out his right hand, stroked his violently undulating chest, and helped him calm down.

"Tiger, Brother Tiger!"

The person who came was Li Ling's grandfather Li Xuanhu.

Li Xuanhu's tiger eyes had an indescribable light in them, looking at the old man Han who was out of breath after just one shot in front of him, and almost took half his life.

"Years, it's really not a special thing!" Thinking back then, Old Man Han carried an eighty-one bar, and he broke through the island country's special forces, and almost killed the island country's Dazuo Zuo Er Haolang.

"Tiger head, you're not dead?" Old Man Han breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with excitement.

"If you don't want to die, you just calm down for me!" Li Xuanhu glared at Old Man Han and scolded: "You're all old, why are you still so easily excited?"

"Hahaha, can you not be excited? Tiger Head, since you sit in the Northeast, we haven't seen each other for more than forty years, right?" Old Man Han stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Tiger Head, I still have a few bottles of good wine hidden, tonight, let's not get drunk and not return!"

"If you don't get drunk, you can't go home, you have a bony body, can you still drink?" Li Xuanhu shook his head, pressed Old Man Han's shoulder, and his expression changed slightly.

"Tiger Head, I've lived for ninety-seven years, and I'm almost ready to go!" A trace of sadness flashed in Old Man Han's eyes.

"We old guys, we're almost gone!" Li Xuanhu couldn't help but sigh.

"Tiger Head, since you are not dead, why haven't you appeared for so long?"

Meeting Old Man Han's eyes full of doubts, Li Xuanhu's expression changed slightly, and he said: "I also survived after nine deaths, and I came to you this time, the first thing is to help you continue your life." Second, you should have told me what happened back then, right?"

Old Man Han's expression froze, and his eyes flickered and stared at Li Xuanhu.

Li Xuanhu's eyes were calm, he looked directly at Old Man Han, and said in a low voice: "When Yuyu was killed, I was in Vietnam, and only you were in the capital." When I asked you how Yuyu died, you told me that you can't say anything about this unless you die. Because of this, I have had trouble sleeping and eating for the past 17 years. Now, your deadline is approaching, and I will help you live for another year, and you should be able to tell me. ”

"Tiger Head, the martial gods of the capital are dead, why do you bother to ask again!" A melancholy look appeared on Old Man Han's face.

"Is it really Zhou Chongen who killed Yuyu?" Li Xuanhu's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent, and an invisible momentum gushed out.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Facing Li Xuanhu's momentum, Old Man Han couldn't help coughing and said with a wry smile: "When my sister-in-law was killed, I got an order from the old chief to investigate this matter with all my might. After a rigorous inquiry, I got a picture!"

"What photo?"

"A landscape photo!"

As he spoke, Old Man Han picked up the pillow and took out the wooden box in it while saying, "I have kept this photo for seventeen years, and I originally planned to take it to the coffin." But now, I want to figure out what the hell is going on!"

Opening the wooden box, Old Man Han took out one of the photos and handed it to Li Xuanhu, "For so many years, I have always been very puzzled in my heart, when my sister-in-law was killed, Zhou Chongen happened to be on the old prime minister's side, but it was indeed 'Zhou Chongen' who killed my sister-in-law." Later, we came to the conclusion that someone pretended to be Zhou Chongen and killed his sister-in-law. However, we follow the clues left by 'Zhou Chongen' when he left, which shows that he eventually disappeared into the Wusheng Temple. Therefore, even if this person is not Zhou Chongen, he has something to do with him!"

"In order to avoid chaos, the old chief wants me to rot this matter in my stomach!"

Pinching the black and white photo handed over by Mr. Han, Li Xuanhu's eyes were split, this is a landscape photo, it is the courtyard where Li Xuanhu lived at that time. In the corner of the black-and-white photo, a window was taken. Inside the window, Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital, pinched the neck of a woman with a beautiful face but a painful face with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Zhou Chongen !!"

Li Xuanhu's eyes were bloodshot, his right hand clenched into a fist, staring at the scene in the photo.

"Tiger head, the person who killed his sister-in-law is not necessarily Zhou Chongen. At that time, Zhou Chongen was on the old premier's side, and Lao Wang also confirmed that Zhou Chongen on the old premier's side was not pretended to be someone else. ”

Li Xuanhu's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes rolled and killed.

"He is Zhou Chongen!" When Li Xuanhu saw the figure in the photo, he was 100% sure that it was Zhou Chongen, the martial god of the capital, who killed Li Yuyu. This is an intuition that belongs to the strong of the grandmaster, and it cannot be mistaken.

"However, Zhou Chongen was indeed on the old prime minister's side at that time, and it was impossible for Lao Wang to lie to me, and he didn't dare!"

Li Xuanhu squinted his eyes, put away the photo, and said: "I will find out about this matter, although Zhou Chongen died in South Africa, I feel that he can't die so easily." ”

Old Man Han smiled bitterly and said, "Tiger Head, no matter how powerful Zhou Chongen is, he is still a human being." Now that he is dead in South Africa, can he still be resurrected?"

"Are you so sure that it was Zhou Chongen who died in South Africa?"

Hearing Li Xuanhu's rhetorical question, Old Man Han's expression froze, and he said: "Zhou Chongen's combat effectiveness is super strong, how many people can pretend to be him? Tiger head, sister-in-law has been dead for more than forty years, let him pass this matter!"

"I can't get by!" Li Xuanhu said coldly, "I can't let Yuyu die in vain!"

Taking a deep breath, Li Xuanhu calmed down the excitement in his heart, took out a jade bottle from his trouser pocket, handed it to Old Man Han, and said, "This pill is cultivated by me with innate qi, which is enough to condition your current body bones and let you live for one more year." Little Ergou, you shouldn't hide this from me for seventeen years. If you had told me, the situation wouldn't have turned out like this. ”

"Tiger Head!" Looking at Li Xuanhu, who turned around and walked outside, Old Man Han's eyes had a complicated look.

"Take good care of your body!"

Li Xuanhu paused, didn't know how to turn his head, and strode outside!