That face was lifelike, slightly dark, as serious as usual, only Pang Jing knew that this man had a huge passion hidden in his heart, he couldn't help but reach out and push it, and finally found the difference: the skin no longer had a bullet surname, and the whole body also lost its reaction, only the place where it was touched was slightly dented.

Death showed a cold face at this moment, Pang Jing was shocked in his heart, withdrew his hand and retreated, stumbling under his feet, and was supported by his entourage.

"Who is the murderer?" Pang Jing's voice was so calm that even he was surprised.

No one dared to speak, Tu Pianpian had no choice but to speak hard, Luo Qikang was dead, she was the leader of the Central Plains martial arts people here, "I didn't see it, we found it on the street...... His corpse, which appeared to have two sword wounds, one near the heart, which was not fatal, and the other in the throat, was a killing move, similar to the first two assassinations. ”

The first two assassinations killed were Fang Shuyi and Shangguan Hong, Pang Jing had seen the corpse of the former, he knew some martial arts, but it was not enough to distinguish the subtle difference between the wounds, he could only trust Tu Pianpian's judgment, "How is it possible?"

"Huh?" Tu Pianpian didn't follow Pang Jing's train of thought, thinking that the adults were questioning his conclusions, and his old face was slightly red, "Everyone has similar opinions, maybe there are other injuries......"

"How could he have been killed from the front? He was the most powerful swordsman in the Locke family. ”

Tu Pianpian walked to the case where the body was placed, pointed to the wound in his throat and said, "The fatal sword is likely to be stabbed from the side, but this sword is very fast, and the wound is small, so it looks like a frontal attack." Luo Qikang died on the corner of the street, where it was good to arrange an ambush. We guess so, someone challenged Luo Qikang, both were defeated, the challenger fled, Luo Fang chased behind, and was attacked by a sneak attack, and the murderer should be two people......"

Why is this old woman so disgusting? Pang Jing wondered, fifty or sixty people from the left and right, including servants and martial artists, all held their breath and grieved together with the Metropolitan Protector, only this short old woman chattered endlessly, as if she knew everything.

"Get the murderer back for me. Pang Jing ordered.

"Yes, my lord, we have some clues now......"

"What more clues?" Pang Jing's voice rose from a low level, and the last word almost roared out, "Dragon King! It must be a good thing done by the Dragon King, he is a despicable villain, assassination...... Assassination ......" Pang Jing couldn't say Luo Qikang's name.

Tu Pianpian was in a dilemma, Lord Du Protector was furious, and he was about to lose his mind, it was not a wise move to refute him at this time, but she was an elder of the Kongtong faction, and in front of so many fellow martial artists, she had to tell the truth, "One thing adults should know is that before Luo Qikang, there was another person who was assassinated, and the wounds of the two were almost identical, and we found Luo Qikang's body when we were tracking down the murderer who was assassinated together." ”

"Who is the other one?" Pang Jing struggled to control his emotions, and what the old woman told was indeed an important clue.

"Mo Lin, a native of the North Court, used to be the winged guard of the old Khan King. ”

Pang Jing frowned, he didn't understand, Mo Lin was obviously a loyal lackey of the Dragon King, how could he be assassinated? Could it be that he really wanted to make money and didn't tell the Dragon King about the gold?

"Call everyone, all who can carry weapons, and come with me. Pang Jing had an idea in his heart, and he suddenly understood that it was not only the Dragon King who wanted to kill Luo Qikang.

"Where to go? This clue doesn't prove ......."

"I don't need proof. Pang Jing clenched his right fist in front of his chest, his knuckles gurgling, "I don't need you, you stay, you are not allowed to leave the Bodhi Garden for half a step." ”

Tu Pianpian opened his mouth, bewildered by the distrust that Lord Metropolitan Protector had shown in public.

"Don't think I don't know that your brother is working for the Dragon King. Pang Jing didn't want to pretend to be confused anymore, today he wanted to end everything, what the Central Plains' Western Regions plan, what steady progress, is not as important as revenge, "The Kongtong faction is a traitor to the Central Plains!" He loudly declared that this was the first step in revenge.

Tu Pianpian's patience has also come to an end, and the Kongtong faction's willingness to serve the imperial court does not mean that they have to be at the mercy of others, "My lord." She poked her crutches heavily on the ground, "You have to have a certificate to speak, Tu Gou chooses who to serve for himself, what is the matter with Guan Kongtong? Besides, it is the entire Central Plains that is allied with the Dragon King, and you don't ...... it yourself."

Pang Jing retreated step by step, but his gaze became more and more ruthless.

Tu Pianpian turned around suddenly, and found that dozens of fellow martial arts practitioners behind her had already received a signal from Pang Jing, and they all pulled out their weapons and were moving slowly, surrounding her.

"Are you crazy, you guys?" Tu Pianpian was extremely annoyed, Pang Jing was obviously caught in **, how could these normal people follow the nonsense?

She knew these people, she could call most of them by name, and the person with the highest status among them had to call her "Senior Sister", and more people had to respectfully call "Senior Uncle" or even "Senior Uncle Zu" every time they met, but now, their eyes were evasive, and a few people still seemed very excited.

Tu Pianpian didn't remember who she had offended, and she didn't know which Central Plains rule the current situation conformed to, Biyucheng turned everyone into crazy, she thought, and shouted: "Fool......"

More than a dozen weapons attacked at the same time, and there were more swords on the periphery, Tu Pianpian was not afraid, waving his crutches like a silver dragon, and his mouth was still counting loudly: "Wen Xian, look at how you will explain to the head of the Taishan faction after you return to the Central Plains! Liu Ziyue, you little rabbit cub, you dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors......"

Tu Pianpian quickly called out the name of the attacker, which was more powerful than the crutch in her hand, the relationship between the various factions in the Central Plains was complicated and there were many rules, far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, the influence was still there, once it was named, everyone was timid, shouting around Tu Pianpian, and the weapons were flying, but no one really dared to approach the old woman to kill her.

These people used knives and guns near Luo Qikang's body, bluffing in front of the protector of the Western Regions, and Pang Jing's anger that he was originally going to leave to the enemy burst out uncontrollably, "Kill her, everyone will be rewarded, and those who disobey the order are in the same league as the traitor." ”

Tu Pianpian laughed, "Huge man, let's talk about ...... when we go back to the Central Plains."

Tu Pianpian felt a sharp pain in his back, and turned to look at the person who made the knife, "It turned out to be the rat generation of the Qingcheng faction." ”

It was a young man in his twenties, and he had to call her "Uncle Shizu" in terms of seniority, her cheeks were red, and her body trembled slightly, "The Qingcheng faction and the Dragon King swear not to stand together, Tu Pianpian, you and Tu Dog help the Dragon King, you are ...... with this faction"

Tu Pianpian shouted, the crutches flew out, the Qingcheng swordsman was too nervous, he didn't dodge, he was pierced through the chest by the crutches, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't live.

The strict orders and threats of the Western Regions Protector's Order, and the blood spilled, finally made the Central Plains warriors no longer have any scruples, and swarmed up, like an entry ceremony, all of them greeted Tu Pianpian's body, everyone's weapons must be stained with blood, and those who arrive later have to stab the corpse under the forced eyes of others.

Pang Jing felt a certain satisfaction, but his appetite grew bigger and bigger, "Mobilize troops, transfer everyone, I want to wash Biyu City in blood!"

He walked to Luo Qikang's corpse, looked deeply at the serious face, and then grabbed the long sword next to him, stepped on Tu Pianpian's bloodstains, and took the lead to walk outside, more and more people rushed to hear the order, and when Pang Jing left the Bodhi Garden and walked out of a street, nearly two hundred people had gathered around him.

A small group of Central Plains soldiers stationed in the city also arrived, and the number of them immediately doubled, and the line could almost fill a street.

This is how a new day in the North City begins.

The residents of Beicheng usually don't sleep lazy, but today, as soon as the servants at the door delivered the news, the owners of the house immediately put on their clothes and lay down again, waiting for the catastrophe to come with pale faces.

Pang Jing issued orders as he walked, no matter how crazy the revenge ** in his heart was, his plan was still in order.

In an alley on the edge of the eastern city, soldiers and warriors automatically blocked the front and rear exits, and the courtyard walls and roofs on both sides were also lined with people, Pang Jing stood in front of the door of a simple courtyard, and shouted loudly: "Come out! Dubu King, and Dragon King, I have something to say." ”

No one appeared, and no one answered, Pang Jing waved his hand and ordered two warriors to go in to check the situation.

Either of the Dubu King and the Dragon King hiding inside was terrifying enough, and the two warriors glanced at each other, pulled out their weapons, gritted their teeth and pushed the door into the small courtyard.

The streets were silent, and Pang Jing felt that the entire Biyu City should be silent at this moment.

"Ahh

The two warriors did not die, one after the other rushed out of the courtyard, the person in front of him held the door and vomited regardless of the image, and the person behind was holding a child who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"What's going on?" Pang Jing's face was also a little pale.

The warrior holding the child was calmer, and came over and whispered, "There are two women's bodies inside." ”

Two women? Pang Jing was stunned, he knew that Luo Ning tea should be hidden here, waiting for him to come and buy it, this was one of his important tasks today, how could there be one more?

The warrior stretched out his left hand to block the way, and said in a lower voice, "Your Excellency, stop." ”

"What?" Pang Jing shouted angrily, he was not the kind of idiot who vomited when he saw a corpse.

"One of the deceased inside is Mrs. Tie Shanluo, and the other doesn't know who it is, and he died ...... It's miserable, so it's better not to watch it. ”

"How miserable?" Pang Jing's gaze turned to the martial artist who stopped at the door, he was still vomiting, completely ignoring his own face and that of the sect.

The warrior didn't know how to describe it, and his face was a little red because of it.

"What are you blushing for?" Pang Jing was angry, there was no Luo Qikang by his side, and it was not a good thing at all.

The warrior touched his left cheek blankly, obviously not understanding what the Protector-sama's accusation meant, and then he vomited too, not the kind of vomit that gushed out of his stomach, as if he had been holding this blood in his throat all along, and it was sprayed out when the time was right.

Pang Jing, who was close at hand, was deeply affected, and there was a large patch of blood stained on his front placket, and he watched the martial artist fall to the ground, stunned and unclear.

The child in the crook of the warrior's right arm was blue, but he was still breathing, as if he was asleep.

Behind Pang Jing, the door of another mansion was suddenly pushed open, and out of it came a young man empty-handed, facing the encirclement of the Central Plains, he didn't care at all, shook his body several times in a row, jumped to Pang Jing's side, bowed down and said: "Please don't touch the huge person, the blood stains on the clothes are poisonous, and the children are also poisonous." ”

Pang Jing stretched out his arms, stiff like a statue, and motioned his subordinates with his eyes not to move, "Are you the person who is the king of Dubu?"

The visitor nodded, turned to the courtyard gate, and said, "Huge man, please." ”

The other Central Plains warrior had nothing to vomit and was still retching, he didn't touch anything, he was just frightened by the scene he saw.

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