"Hero?" Before Meng Xingsoul could react, he was clasped by Ye Wei's pincer-like big hand.

Meng Xingsoul panicked: "What are you going to do?"

Ye Wei answered Meng Xingsoul with actions.

At the moment when the other party activated, Meng Xingsoul only felt that the air had turned into a thick and hard wall, constantly slapping on his face.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Luoyang. ”

Meng Xingsoul panicked: "Why Luoyang?"

Meng Xingsoul thought of the Golden Gun Li, the Golden Gun Li who was killed by him half an hour ago.

"A chivalrous man must have a chivalrous name, and if you kill the Golden Gun Li, it is a great opportunity to become famous!"

"No, I'm a killer! Don't!" As a killer, what I am most afraid of is to be famous, how to work for Boss Gao after becoming famous?

Thinking of this, Meng Xing couldn't help but struggle: "Who are you, why do you want to harm me!"

"I'm a passer-by in the rivers and lakes, and my name isn't worth mentioning," Ye Wei forced the Inner Breath Exercise of the Divine Zhao Sutra and the Blood Sword Sutra into Meng Xing's soul and grinned, "This set of internal strength is given to you." ”

"I don't want it!"

"How can you do chivalry without a miracle, take it, you're welcome!"

"I don't want to, let me go!" Is this a polite question? The point is that I don't want to be a hero!

"No, you think!" Ye Wei seemed to be able to understand Meng Xingsoul's heart, and actually sent his thoughts into Meng Xingsoul's heart.

When Meng Xingsoul was shocked, he only felt that his body seemed to be out of control, and suddenly burst out with unprecedented internal force, rushing out from under Ye Wei's hands, and jumping onto the city wall more than four zhang high!

It turned out that in a moment, the two had arrived in Luoyang.

Meng Xingsoul stood on the city wall, his clothes hunting, his sword was cold, and he looked at the eyes gathered under the city with an embarrassed expression.

Meng Xingsoul arrived at the time of half a pillar of incense.

On the streets of Luoyang City, crowds gathered. The news of the death of Golden Gun Li has spread throughout the whole process like a plague.

The body of the golden gun Li was still in place, and the arrest of the yamen had already separated the onlookers from the good deeds.

I don't know if it's because the floor washing work of the Golden Gun Gate is not effective, or if the arrest of the six doors happened to run into this murder case in broad daylight, anyway, the people from the Yamen rarely came to the scene.

"The king catches the head!

The crowd of onlookers didn't know who shouted.

"Wang Zhutou! How my brother died, you have to see clearly!" The Mang Vajra urn, one of the four King Kongs of the Golden Gun Gate, spewed out angrily in the ears of Wang Qiang, the head catcher in Luoyang.

Wang Qiang's face was indifferent, ignoring this person, and the arrester on the side stepped forward quickly, and said to this reckless King Kong: "Interfere with the court's impartial handling of the case, and carefully treat you for the crime of disturbing public order!"

"Hmph!" Mang King Kong didn't say a word, his purpose had been achieved.

Wang Qiang sneered in his heart, could he still not know the mind of this reckless King Kong? Sooner or later, this reckless King Kong will be clever and mistaken.

As soon as the Golden Gun Li dies, what will happen to the Golden Gun Gate? A vigorous social organization will certainly be an important bargaining chip for the superior position to avenge the people who have spoken for the people of the past, but the problem is that the Golden Gun Gate itself will take revenge. Mang Jingang spoke now, and when Wang Qiang came to say, "Li Daguan died of a sudden illness", it can be said that he tested the pressure himself, and forced the imperial court to return the "right of revenge" to the Golden Gun Gate. In this way, regardless of whether the revenge of the Golden Gun Li is revenge or not, Mang King Kong has already raised a face in the door.

Wang Qiang continued to walk forward, and before he squeezed into the crowd, he heard an old man shouting: "Wang catches the head! God has opened his eyes! The golden gun Li has been taken away by the deadly wind blown by God! The old man has seen with his own eyes that this golden gun Li has been accepted by God! Ahem——"

This old man Wang Qiang knows, it is the grandson who runs a tofu shop, but it is said that he was hit by a carriage last year, half of his body was crushed, and he barely saved his life, or relied on his daughter Tofu Xiaocui to marry into the Li family in exchange for silver money for treatment, or he died early. It's just that this old man Sun doesn't know how to lift, and always says that his injury was hit by Lei Jingang, the envoy of the Golden Gun Li Branch, and wants to get more money from the Li family. Wang Qiang didn't deal with this matter, but he heard that after Xiaocui died of a sudden cold, this old man disappeared, but he didn't expect to come out again today.

"God has accepted the golden gun Li, and only Sun Laohan can say it, we will talk about evidence in the case of the head. Wang Qiang thought.

"Hmph! It's a pity that he ran too fast, otherwise I would have let him know the power of the Thrilling Dragon Sword!" a young man armed with a steel sword commented proudly on his face as he commented on the murderer of the Golden Gun Li.

"Wang Jinglong, how many masters have you stabbed with this dragon fast sword now?" Next to the fast sword boy was a young man with a short knife at his waist, and the young man's words made Wang Jinglong's face instantly turn red.

Wang Jinglong angrily pointed at the cross-sword boy: "Fan Dongliu, don't think how fast your Wind Sweeping Cloud Knife is, it's just that your weapon is short? You are far worse than your brother Fan Xuan, the Purple Scale Golden Knife!"

The quarrel between Wang Jinglong and Fan Dongliu is not uncommon, and the most important thing in Luoyang City is this kind of young swordsman who fights in Luoyang City all the year round and is eager to become famous in a battle. The group of people shouted that they wanted to fight the murderer who killed the golden gun Li, and they were comparing to see whose sword was faster.

Wang Qiang couldn't help sneering in his heart, he wanted to see what this young swordsman's face would look like if this murderer reappeared in Luoyang.

What kind of person killed the Golden Gun Lee?

Wang Qiang squatted in front of the corpse, and the eyes of the golden gun Li widened, as if he didn't believe that he would die.

Looking down, the wound on the throat of the golden gun Li was very clear, and a sword pierced through the back of the neck, killing him instantly.

The high crown of the golden gun Li was not on his head, and Wang Zhutou got up and saw the hat that had been trampled on the street corner.

Wang Zhutou subconsciously glanced at Sun Laohan, and Sun Laohan said that a gust of wind took away the golden gun Li, which really can't be considered wrong.

Because Wang Zhutou has already seen that the person who killed the golden gun Li was a swordsman like the wind, even if it was not a gust of wind.

The wind-like swordsman, in a gust of wind, stabbed the golden spear Li to death with a sword, and then blew away like the wind.

This wind is by no means a breeze, but a gale faster than the Golden Gun Lee's Rapid Storm Pear Flower Spear!

Seeing this, Wang Zhutou took a long breath and waved his hand.

"Your Excellency. His subordinates hurriedly stepped forward.

"When the body was handed over to the Golden Gun Gate, it was said that Li Daguan had always had a problem with sores in his throat, because the wind blew and caused the sores to burst suddenly, and he bled more than death. This kind of accident does not belong to the six doors, and there is nothing to do to come to us in the future. ”

"Yes!" Hearing this, his subordinates turned to shout at Mang Jingang, "Family! Where are the family members of the Golden Gun Gate?"

In Wang Qiang's view, no matter how much the golden gun Li is a character, he is already a dead man now, this kind of death of the Jianghu man, the people do not sue the officials and do not investigate, why bother to investigate and provoke themselves?

Thinking of this, Wang Qiang was thinking about how to put on small shoes for this subordinate who couldn't do things, and on the other hand, he was thinking about how to make Mang King Kong have some blood, so he was ready to go back to the six doors.

It's a pity that accidents and twists always come inadvertently, and seize the footsteps of leaving.

A roar comparable to summer thunder suddenly came from the city wall—

"Kill the Golden Gun Li! Meng Xing Soul!"

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