When Yuan Qing's body was discovered, Wang Fu let out a chilling exclamation. He's been a buddy for so long, and he's never been in this situation. This morning, he wanted to clean the room for the guests, but when he pushed the door in, he saw a man lying on the ground with straight eyes, and no one would make such an expression except for the dead.

Wang Fu's exclamation alarmed the public, and suddenly broke the original harmony of the inn, and for a while the crowd was in a hurry, and people rushed from upstairs and downstairs to see what was going on. Wang Fu ran to the first floor as fast as he could, and pulled the old man, who was nearly eighty years old, up.

When the old man heard that someone had died, he was shocked, and hurriedly walked through the crowd to see that the deceased was the person who had come to look for the Hong ghost this morning. His blood pressure suddenly doubled, and he almost fainted, this kind of thing happened for the first time in the inn, and it would undoubtedly affect the future business.

The old man hurriedly ordered someone to report to the official, and asked Wang Fu to protect the scene from being destroyed by outsiders.

A few chefs with big shoulders and round waists came up to drive away the crowd, but these people who like to join in the fun refused to leave. The hallways were crowded with people, causing carbon dioxide concentrations in the air to exceed the standard. The old man shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Soon after, the news reached the ears of General Bai Mei. He hurried to the Chijin Inn to see who was killed, because generally speaking, Hong ghosts would not kill people without receiving orders.

He ordered his men to disperse the crowd and enter the scene of the murder.

Wang Fuzheng squatted aside with his nose covered, saw General Baimei, and said with relief: "I finally looked forward to you coming, I'm really not used to staying with dead corpses." ”

General Baimei frowned after seeing the face of the deceased. Not long ago, Shi Qing went to him to ask for goods, but now Yuan Qing was killed. As the initiator of the elixir, he quickly guessed the reason why Ghost Hong killed Yuan Qing, and expected that he would definitely go to Master Daoren.

"In order not to let me know about this, the Hong ghost is estimated to come to the door to kill him. It's good to kill it, so you can save a lot of bad things. General Bai Mei thought, "Anyway, the truth of the elixir will be discovered sooner or later, and they still have to be substitutes for the dead ghosts in the end, so they just die early and live early." ”

The soldier asked, "General, what to do with the corpse?"

"Carried to Yizhuang, cremated on the same day. General Baimei said without thinking. He planned to borrow a knife to kill people before clearing the portal.

Hong Ghost thought that he could easily kill the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party was also a person with strong martial arts, and compared to him, he was not inferior.

Hong Ghost hit a "black tiger heart", Zhiming blocked it with both hands, quickly leaned down, and a "iron fan leg" shoveled him down.

The Hong Ghost stood up with a "flying fish rollover" and attacked the opponent with a series of special moves.

"What a powerful move! Deadly move!" Zhi Ming thought as he resisted, "If the martial arts were a little weaker, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago!"

The Hong ghost poked another "fatal palm" into his throat, and Zhiming dodged it. The Hong ghost waved his palm and struck him in the head. Zhiming fell.

Zhiming suddenly felt a concussion, and his head seemed to be about to crack, but fortunately he had internal qi to protect his body, so he would not have his head broken and died; if he were an ordinary person, I am afraid that his head would have been cut off in half.

Before he could get up, the iron feet of the Hong Ghost stepped on him again. Zhiming didn't care about the sharp pain in his head, and quickly clamped his feet with his feet, and with a sharp force, the Hong ghost also fell.

The two quickly got up. Hong Ghost said: "Boy, you still have some real skills!"

"Each other, each other. Zhiming said while wiping his sweat. He felt a lot of pressure, the last time he competed with Zhao Yun, everyone was up to the point, but this time it was a real job, and the opponent would not give you a chance to buffer.

The Hong ghost shouted, and another "eye-gouging eagle claw hand" hit. Zhiming tightly grabbed his wrist with his right hand and restrained his claws.

The Hung Ghost suddenly made a sharp turn and flashed behind him, his thick right arm tightly clamping around his neck.

Zhiming used his back elbow to constantly attack his chest, trying to break free, but the Hong ghost was not like Zhao Yun, no matter how the opponent resisted, he would not let go, and the more he was stuck, the tighter he became.

Zhiming didn't expect that the elbow blow that could break through the rock on weekdays would be ineffective against the Hong Ghost! It seems that this person not only has first-class killing skills, but even his ability to resist attacks is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Zhiming felt gradually weaker, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

The Hong ghost gritted his teeth and said, "You're dead, boy!"

Seeing that he was about to lose his breath, suddenly, Zhiming was in a hurry, leaned his head forward with all his strength, and then hit it diagonally back and upward, hitting it on the bridge of his nose.

It didn't matter if it hit it, the Hong ghost suddenly let out his strength. Zhiming took advantage of the situation to lift his heel back and kick it in the crotch. The Hung Ghost screamed and let go.

"It doesn't seem that all parts can resist fighting. Zhiming took advantage of the reversal of the situation, turned sharply, and hit a beautiful straight hook like a jack hammer.

The Hong ghost spurted blood from his mouth and leaned on his back. Zhiming kicked a fatal kick with all his might, and the Hong Ghost suddenly flew more than ten meters away and fell heavily.

The Hong ghost unwillingly got up and used his head hammer, but Zhiming blocked it with both hands. The opponent's iron head skill was very strong, and Zhiming couldn't resist it and was knocked down.

The Hong ghost stepped on it again, but because of the blow to the private part just now, the strength of the attack was affected. Zhiming suddenly made a 720-degree spin, easily dodged the attack, and stood up again.

The Hong ghost endured the pain in his lower body and continued to attack with his fist. Zhiming resisted while looking for an opportunity to fight back.

At a moment when the strength of the Hong Ghost's attack slowed down a little, Zhiming unleashed a shadowless fist, knocking him back step by step, unable to fight back.

The Hung Ghost stepped back some distance, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Are you still going to continue to tickle me?"

"Less mouthful!" Zhiming took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the shadowless fist continued to beat the opponent.

Hong Ghost was not as calm as Zhao Yun, and he couldn't find out the loopholes of the opponent's boxing method at once, and he was always in a passive state, while Zhiming's Shadowless Fist, compared to the last competition, his skill has improved by a notch.

In a fit of rage, the Hong ghost wanted to use a "roundabout arc kick". At the moment when he turned around and didn't open his feet, Zhiming seized the opportunity and pushed it with all his strength, hitting him in the spine. The other party was hit hard again and fell to the ground.

Ghost Hong gritted his teeth and stood up and said, "Boy, don't force me to make a trick!"

"Just come out, you're welcome!" Zhiming was unpretentious.

The Hung Ghost began to collect his luck. Suddenly, he shouted: "Double Dragon Killing Fist!"

Suddenly, his palms emitted a strong palm aura. Zhiming was startled, and was knocked away by the palm qi that came like the wind, and hit a big tree. This palm was not light, he vomited blood.

The Hong Ghost rushed to him with an arrow and poked his right palm straight through. Zhiming quickly clamped it with his palms.

Hong Ghost's left palm slammed into force, and Zhiming suddenly felt a huge pain in his abdomen, but he didn't dare to let go, otherwise he would be pierced through his throat with a sharp palm.

The Hong ghost kicked straight over, and Zhiming quickly raised one foot and blocked it with his knee. The attack power of the Hong ghost is very strong, and Zhiming is starting to be a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly, as soon as Zhi Ming let go, he tilted his head sharply at the same time, and the sharp palm of the Hong ghost stuck a hole in the trunk behind him. If this palm is not trained hard and professionally, it is impossible to have this kind of penetrating power, if it is used on ordinary people, it can penetrate the chest in an instant. It seems that he is indeed a super-killer trained in hell.

At the moment when the other party pulled his palm out of the trunk, Zhiming quickly leaned over and swept him down with a sweeping leg, and then an elbow in the air smashed into his heart like a boulder. The Hong ghost looked up to the sky and spurted a mouthful of blood, covering his heart, in pain.

Zhiming sat down and thought, "This guy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, I didn't expect him to understand qi and pulse." ”

Seeing that the Hong Ghost seemed to have lost the ability to attack, Zhiming got up and asked, "How is it?

The Hong Ghost didn't think that he would lose, so he staggered up and said, "Little... Son, you... I... I lost, you... Kill me!"

Zhiming shook his head and said, "You and I have no grudges, I won't kill you, I just want to ask you to tell me about the elixir." ”

The Hong ghost hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll tell you. The so-called 'elixir', which can cure all diseases on the surface, is actually a weapon that destroys the human nervous system. After eating it, people will become dementia and decadent at first, and in the end there are only two endings: they will die of a mental breakdown, or they will become a walking corpse! General Bai Mei used the hand of Master Daoren to poison the people of Xuchang in the name of using magic to cure diseases, in order to make the people mistakenly think that this was the evil result caused by Cao Cao. If more and more people in the city took the elixir and all of them died of pain or turned into zombies, what would those normal people think? They would think that it was all caused by Cao Cao's dark reign that caused the heavens to wrath! Moreover, we would also send people to spread similar rumors in the city to take advantage of the opportunity to cause riots, and the purpose was self-evident. ”

"You mean, the ultimate goal of General Bai Mei is to overthrow Cao Cao......'s rule?!

Hong Ghost endured the pain and said: "We are members of the White Tiger Team, and General Bai Mei is one of the eight tiger kings in the team who is known as the strongest martial arts in addition to the leader-Angry Black Tiger! I am his subordinate, and we are all loyal subordinates of the leader of the Heavenly Wind. Although I joined later, I remained loyal to the organization to the death, and everything we did was for the sake of the future of the White Tigers. ”

Zhiming originally thought that the elixir was just an act of a group of charlatans to illegally accumulate money, but he didn't expect that there was a huge conspiracy of the White Tigers hidden inside! Unexpectedly, he accompanied Xu Shu to Beijing this time, and unexpectedly prevented an irreversible disaster, if the elixir continued to spread outward, the consequences would be devastating. Once again, he was deeply aware of the pressure caused by the troubled times.

Hong Ghost asked, "Boy, who are you, and why are your martial arts so strong?"

After a long time, Zhiming came back to his senses and said: "I'm just a nosy person, some things are known to me, and I will investigate them to the end." Is there an antidote to the elixir?"

Ghost Hong sneered: "Hmph, as far as I know, Lord Angry Black Tiger only develops poisons, not antidotes. ”

Zhiming finally saw the bad nature of the White Tiger Team with his own eyes, and thought: "White Tiger Team, the cancer that grows on the heads of the people, I swear in the name of the Son of the Holy Sword, I will definitely send you all to hell!"

He said to the Hong ghost, "You go, I won't kill you." ”

Ghost Hong smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I can still survive? Once the matter is revealed, there will only be two of my fate, and I will either decide or accept death." The Angry Black Tiger will not let me go. ”

Zhiming shook his head and said, "I don't know him, and I won't denounce you." You can take your money and escape to a far away place where no one knows you at all, and you can start over. Is it possible for the White Tigers to find you?"

Ghost Hong sighed and said, "Even if you don't report it, Master Daoren and they will." You still don't know the strength of the White Tigers, no matter how strong my martial arts are, as long as the organization wants me to die, no matter how far I escape, it will still be difficult to escape; If I lose to you today, I don't want to live in the world. Little brother, I have that money in my baggage, you can take care of it yourself, and as a reminder, you have to be careful of the snake gang. I'm going!"

Zhiming wanted to ask something, but Hong Ghost slapped his heart with a hammer and vomited blood to death.

Zhiming couldn't figure it out for a while: "Why is he so eager to seek death? Even if he is afraid of being hunted down by the organization, he doesn't have to commit suicide immediately, it feels like he is under mental control." Could it be that the White Tigers really have such a strong dominance that they can make people so fearful that they can even give up their lives immediately?"

Zhiming moved his body to a secret place with mixed feelings, thinking, "Judging from the tone of his voice, he should just be an ordinary human being. It's a pity that a person with such good martial arts committed suicide like this!"

He felt that he had killed the Hong Ghost, and if he hadn't appeared, the Hong Ghost might not have died. is also a martial artist, and Zhiming can understand the helplessness in his heart.

It was broad daylight, and Zhiming didn't want others to see the body, so he hastily dug a dirt pit and buried the body. He opened the bag and saw that it was full of gold bars and silver, except for his clothes.

"People die for money, alas!" Zhiming regretted the death of the Hong ghost. He didn't know what to do with the money, thinking that he couldn't be greedy for money, and he couldn't hand it over to the government, so he had to bury all the body and belongings.

"What is the Snake Gang he was talking about just now?" After everything was taken care of, Zhiming suddenly thought of this question, "It sounds like a very powerful organization. ... Anyway, I have to go and meet Master Daoren for a while!"

He wanted to break into Daozhuang immediately, but because he didn't sleep last night, he was tired and sleepy, so he went back to the inn to rest first.