Zhao Xiaoquan is dead!

This is not a big deal, there are cases in Dongshan Park all the year round, either this young girl was robbed of money, raped first and then killed, or the old man was knocked on the stick and stripped off his clothes and robbed of his belongings, and he didn't even give a trouser left.

Dead, still a half-old old man.

At first, this incident did not cause much repercussions, and even, did not cause panic among others. In the park, those who should be doing tai chi are still doing tai chi there, and those who should be square dancing are still square dancing, and a dead person is not even a fart for them.

The next day, a piece of news broke out.

The person who died in the park yesterday turned out to be a direct descendant of Zhao Kuangyin, a descendant of the royal family, and in addition, his other identity also surfaced - Zhao Xiaoquan, the eighteenth generation descendant of Taizu Changquan.

He is an authentic and upright family, a master of martial arts, and he is more than one grade stronger than the 'Tai Chi Grandmaster' Lei Lei's generation.

As soon as this news came out, one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the whole of China was boiling.

Next, the overwhelming lace news came out like a tide, but basically it was something that didn't make much sense out of nothing, or introduced the basic information of Zhao Xiaoquan.

As soon as the autopsy report came out, the people exploded.

According to the forensic examination, Zhao Xiaoquan's body was broken in many places, and there were cracks of varying degrees in all internal organs, which should have caused his death after being hit extremely hard.

So, the question is, what kind of person is the murderer, who can beat a master who is proficient in Taizu's long fist to death to death?

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and most people thought that the murderer should also be a martial arts master, and the two agreed to compete here, and finally Zhao Xiaoquan was defeated, resulting in death.

The public security collected the fingerprints on Zhao Xiaoquan's clothes and sent them to the database for comparison, but found that the database did not include the person's fingerprints.

You know, it's 2040, in the era of big data, the basic information of the people will be collected every ten years from birth, so to speak, from the time you are born to the day you die, you are living naked under transparency.

There are no fingerprint samples to compare, is the murderer a foreigner?

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Three days later, there was still no progress in the case, and the people were shrouded in a cloud of suspicion, and everyone was worried, especially those who thought they were "martial arts masters", and even more panicked, fearing that this terrifying opponent would come to the door next.

In the evening, a post on the forum was a big "fire".

The poster claims to be a senior fan of martial arts, and his main job is a private detective, and he posted a video in the post, which is the interview video after Liu Xuanchou and Xu Xiaodong won the duel that day.

The last paragraph of the video was specially marked by him, and he emphasized that Liu Xuanchou once said, "I'll wait for you to come to me." ”

The meaning of these words is obvious, that is, to let the masters of a certain sect go to him for a competition. Sure enough, a few days later, Zhao Xiaoquan's body was lying in the park.

He decided that the murderer must be this 'Mr. Big' who was born out of nowhere.

Many people on the Internet followed the trend, thinking that his analysis was very reasonable, and most of them were skeptical, believing that there was no definite evidence to prove that it was "Mr. Big" who killed Zhao Xiaoquan.

The turmoil came to a climax with the revelations of a netizen, who said that he was a diner at the 'Flying Food Stall', and he had seen the 'Mr. Big' himself, a waiter in the restaurant.

Since he defeated Xu Xiaodong, he disappeared from the hotel, which further confirms that the cause of Zhao Xiaoquan's death is very likely to be related to him.

The legendary martial arts master is a waiter at a food stall?

Experience life, experience the red dust, and fart it!

The vast majority of people scoff at this netizen's statement.

While the people were talking about it in full swing, our 'Mr. Big' was reclining on the branch of a towering ancient tree, chewing a dried salted fish in his mouth.

"Who said salted fish must be eaten with bibimbap, I don't think it will be salty when eaten dry. ”

The first fist and then the leg are grabbed, and the weapon is a combination of family and martial arts. This time he went down the mountain, his purpose was to challenge all kinds of masters, and according to the order of this ancient saying, the first thing he challenged was the boxing techniques of each faction.

There are six famous martial arts in China, namely 'Shaolin Boxing', 'Wudang Boxing', 'Xingyi Boxing', 'Taijiquan', 'Nanquan' and Wing Chun. "Among them, Shaolin boxing is respected by Taizu Changquan, he has been defeated in this boxing method, and he has not yet set the next goal.

In fact, he can't help it, those real heirs are all living in seclusion, he doesn't have the slightest clue about their hiding place, and now he can only wait and see if there is any impatience to come to him first.

This is not impossible, the various factions of the martial arts have been in the same spirit since ancient times, and now the descendants of Taizu Changquan have died tragically, and it is impossible for the descendants of other sects to be a turtle with a shrunken head regardless of the friendship of the sleeves.

Therefore, he can carry 20,000 yuan to the mountain lump to be a happy earth emperor.

Before he could finish his dream, a flock of startled birds arose in the treetops not far away.

A gust of wind blew, a fine light flashed in his eyes, he lazily spit out the fish bones in his mouth, and said lightly: "He Fangxiao hides his head and tail, Ming people don't do dark things, you can come out and see it." ”

"Brush, brush!~" "Brush, brush~"

Several black shadows peeked out of the grass and rushed towards this direction at great speed.

A moment later, there were already six burly men in black standing under the tree, and several black holes pointed at him with a deep cold light.

Liu Xuanchou squinted at the handfuls of black objects and sensed a hint of danger.

The Type 92 pistol, although it was very close, he was not unsure of dodging and subduing them.

So, where is the source of this feeling of danger?

He ignored the black-faced man under the tree, his sharp eyes swept around, and found that there were four red dots in the four directions of south, east, west, and north, forming a corner, and had locked him.

"Hehe, even the sniper rifle is on, it really looks up to me. He clapped his hands, propped up the tree with one hand, and landed on the ground in style.

He looked at the six men in black and asked.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them came out of the crowd and said, "Mr. Big, our chief wants to see you, come with us." ”

"Chief?" Liu Xuanchou's face was different, he originally thought that these might be some big forces that wanted to invite him as a guest, but he didn't expect it to be a certain leader of Huaxia.

Those who can be honored by these people as chiefs can imagine their ranks......

"How did you find me?" Liu Xuanchou looked at him with interest.

"In Huaxia, we want to find someone, and it won't be too difficult. The man in black replied coldly.

"Okay. Liu Xuanchou spread his hands and asked, "Why do you think I will go with you obediently?"

"That's it," he said, gesturing to the Type 92 pistol in his hand.

Liu Xuanchou shook his head, "Hot weapons are not omnipotent, you are as ridiculous as a frog at the bottom of a well." ”

The black-clothed man had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Do you want to practice?"