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The serial murder case in Xuzhou City, which was originally hyped up in the online media, suddenly fell silent, as if all this had never happened at all.

"No matter who you are, I will definitely find you out and avenge Big Brother Gao, Sister Wanwan and everyone. Xiang Qian, whose eyes were red, turned off his light brain and walked out of the small building.

It's just that although Xiang Gan's heart was full of thoughts of avenging Gao Fan and others, Xiang Qian didn't know who the murderer was.

Therefore, now only Xiang Qian has to find a way to investigate.

But he was originally just an otaku, where would he investigate the case, and he was not a policeman, so he couldn't check the surveillance video if he wanted to. Xiang Qian, who had wandered the streets for a day without any clues, felt irritable in his heart, and at the same time secretly hated his weakness.

"Little brother Xiang Qian!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from a distance, hearing this, Xiang Qian raised his head, but found that he had unknowingly come to the vicinity of the weapon shop, and it was Mu Rong, the owner of the weapon shop, who greeted Xiang Qian just now.

Seeing Mu Rong, Xiang Qian suddenly felt like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, "Uncle Mu Rong, do you know who killed Big Brother Gao?" Xiang Qian stepped forward quickly and looked at Mu Rong expectantly. Because, Xiang Qian knew that the owner of the weapon shop was also a person with a background, and he should be able to know more.

"Hehe, I'm not a policeman, how could I know. Mu Rong shook his head and said.

"Uncle Mu Rong, you must know, please tell me. Seeing Mu Rong shaking his head, Xiang Qian's heart suddenly felt a burst of despair.

"Hey, let's go in and talk. Looking at Xiang Gan's red eyes, Mu Rong let out a long sigh, and then, turned around and walked into the weapon shop, seeing this, Xiang Qian hurriedly followed.

"Uncle Mu Rong knows that you are very sad and want revenge now, but the murderer is not something you can deal with, and you are only sent to death if you go. While walking, Mu Rong said to Xiang Qian, who was following behind.

"Even if I die, I will make the murderer pay. Xiang Qian said in a deep voice.

Seeing Xiang Gan's attitude so resolute, Mu Rong's heart was also full of helplessness and regret, for a genius like Xiang Gan, Mu Rong really couldn't bear to send him to death, but he didn't tell him, looking at Xiang Gan's desperate and helpless eyes now, Mu Rong couldn't bear it.

"See for yourself. ”

Bringing Xiang Qian to the office, Mu Rong picked up a remote control on his desk and turned on the TV on the wall, which was playing news at the moment.

The general content of the news is that the underground casino has invested tens of millions of federal coins to strengthen the security force of Xuzhou City. Seeing this news, Xiang Qian suddenly had a ridiculous thought, it was like a thief spending money to buy weapons and equipment for the police.

At this time, Mu Rong said lightly on the side: "Don't you think it's funny, I think so too, you said that if the casino didn't do anything bad, why should it donate money?"

"What's wrong?"

Mu Rong's words woke up Xiang Qian in an instant, and at this moment, he finally understood who was the murderer of Gao Fan and others.

"Thank you Uncle Mu Rong for reminding me. Xiang Qian bowed deeply to Mu Rong and followed.

Then, Xiang Qian began to plan his revenge plan, and at the same time, Xiang Gan's cultivation has not stopped since the day Gao Fan was killed, which is also due to Xiang Gan's cultivation of the Nine Turns Xuangong, which is a very safe exercise, otherwise, according to Xiang Gan's practice, it is strange not to go mad, but it is estimated that even if Xiang Qian knows that there is a risk of going mad, he will not hesitate to do it, because at this moment, Xiang Qian is extremely eager to become stronger. On the Internet, Xiang Qian already has some understanding of the strength of the underground casino, although it is not very comprehensive, but just the thug bodyguards of several high-level fighters can see a thing or two from it.

Especially Xue He, the owner of the casino, no one knows his specific strength. The enemy's strength is very strong, but this does not mean that Xiang Qian will retreat, because Xiang Gan's combat effectiveness is not bad now.

Cultivation, cultivation and continuous cultivation, 24 hours a day, Xiang Gan's cultivation has almost never stopped, in this lifeless cultivation and the idea of revenge, Xiang Qian finally broke through the second layer of the Nine Turns Xuangong, which also means that Xiang Qian has officially become a general-level martial artist.

"Whew~~"

At this moment, the melodious sound of the knife sounded in Xiang Gan's mind in vain, and Xiang Gan's body shook slightly, "Is it finally here?" I thought it wouldn't come. ”

Xiang Qian's eyes were slightly closed, only to feel that the sound of the knife in his mind was getting louder and louder, and the vision in front of him gradually blurred, until he fell into endless darkness......

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"Where there are knives, there are people, and there are people who have knives. ”

The voice of ancient vicissitudes echoed in Xiang Gan's mind like a maggot attached to the bone, and the cold moonlight tore through the endless darkness and reflected it in Xiang Gan's black eyes.

Turning his eyes slightly, Xiang Qian looked at Fu Hongxue, his figure was still standing in the wind and snow, his gaze was no longer as cold as when Xiang Qian first saw him in the past, but the depths of his lonely eyes still passed the shadow of loneliness from time to time.

This is a man with a limp head bowed, as if he can't see his face, with a pitch-black scabbard, a pitch-black hilt, and dark eyes, with a pale face.

A black knife.

A knife with deep blood slashed in front of his eyes, like a mirror shattering.

Xiang Qian's heart shook deeply.

The picture in front of me is imprinted in my heart.

The scabbard was pitch black, the hilt was pitch black, but the hand holding the knife was pale.

Pitch-black eyes, pale face, pale and almost transparent in the sunlight.

A flash of swords!

"Tianya swordsman, Fu Hongxue. ”

Staring at the lame man in front of him, in that dark room, day after day, year after year, doing the same thing-

Draw the knife, draw the knife, or draw the knife.

From the age of four or five, he drew his knife at least 12,000 times a day.

Eighteen years of hard training, only this trick.

Enmity!

He was born for revenge.

"A true man-knife one. ”

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"There is a knife in the hand. ”

"In my heart, there is also a knife. ”

"His knife contains knife intent, and his heart also hides knife intent. ”

After a long time, Fu Hongxue spoke: "You learn knives?"

In an instant, Xiang Qian only heard a melodious and crisp knife groan sounded in the twilight dusk, Xiang Qian saw Fu Hongxue's white right hand hanging slightly between the sleeves had been raised, as if he was holding an invisible knife in his hand, gently brushing the swaying plum blossoms and snowflakes, the snowflakes and plum blossoms within a radius of several zhang immediately swept away all around, and the terrible ripples rippled out between the heavens and the earth, and the blood-like plum blossoms became even more scarlet.

Xiang Qian's eyes were distracted and he looked at the figure in the distance, was that the blood knife?

"There is a sword technique that no one can see, because those who have seen it have been buried in the ground. ”

"There is a loneliness that cannot be described in words, because it comes from the depths of the soul. ”

Xiang Qian muttered softly, looking down at the blood-slashing knife on his waist, in the blink of an eye, he raised his long knife in this wind and snow, and the chaotic knife technique, in the future, let me blow the blood on the blade, and also blow the snow between this heaven and earth.

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