Recklessly push the heavens

Chapter 377 The Murderer Meng Xinghun
"Hero?" Before Meng Xinghun could react, Ye Wei's big hands like pliers clasped his shoulders.

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

Ye Wei answered Meng Xinghun with actions.

The moment the opponent activated it, Meng Xinghun felt that the air had turned into a thick and hard wall, constantly hitting his face.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Luoyang."

Meng Xinghun panicked: "Why Luoyang?"

Meng Xinghun thought of Golden Spear Li, who was killed by him half an hour ago.

"A chivalrous man must have a reputation as a chivalrous man. Killing Golden Spear Li is a great opportunity to become famous!"

"No! I'm a killer! Don't!" As a killer, what he fears the most is being famous. How can he serve Boss Gao after being famous?

Thinking of this, Meng Xinghun couldn't help struggling: "Who the hell are you? Why did you want to kill me!"

"I'm a passer-by in the rivers and lakes, and my name is not worth mentioning." Ye Wei forcibly walked around Meng Xinghun's body with the inner breath movement method of the Shenzhao Sutra and the Blood Knife Sutra, and grinned, "This set of inner strength is given to you. .”

"I do not want!"

"How can you be a chivalrous man without a magic skill, take it, don't be shy!"

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

"No, you thought about it!" Ye Wei sent the thought into Meng Xinghun's heart as if he could understand Meng Xinghun's inner voice.

When Meng Xinghun was shocked, he felt as if his body was out of control. He suddenly burst out with unprecedented internal strength, rushed out from Ye Wei's hands, and jumped onto the city wall more than four feet high!
It turned out that in a short while, the two had arrived in Luoyang.

Meng Xinghun stood on the city wall, his clothes flickering, his sword shining coldly, looking at the eyes gathered below the city with embarrassment.

Meng Xinghun arrived before half a stick of incense.

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

The body of Jinqiang Li is still in place, and the police of the Yamen have separated the crowd of onlookers who are doing good deeds.

I don't know if it's because the cleaning work of the Golden Gun Gate is not effective, or if the police from the Six Gates accidentally bumped into this murder case in broad daylight. Anyway, people from the Yamen rarely showed up.

"Captain Wang! Catcher Wang is here!"

In the crowd of onlookers, I don't know who shouted.

"Wang Butou! How my brother died, you have to see clearly!" Mang Gangang, one of the four King Kongs of the Golden Spear Sect, breathed heavily in the ear of Luoyang Butou Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang's expression was indifferent, ignoring this person, the police on the side stepped forward, and said to this reckless King Kong: "Interfering with the court's impartial handling of the case, carefully punish you for disturbing public order!"

"Hmph!" Mang Jinjin didn't say a word, his goal had already been achieved.

Wang Qiang sneered in his heart, how could he not know what this reckless King Kong was thinking?Sooner or later, this reckless King Kong was clever but was mistaken by cleverness.

Once Jinqiang Li dies, what will happen to Jinqiangmen?For a dynamic social organization to choose a speaker, revenge for the former speaker must be an important bargaining chip for the superior, but the problem is that this revenge has to be avenged by the golden gun itself.Mang Jingang opened his mouth now, and when Wang Qiang said, "Official Li suddenly died of a sudden illness", he could say that he was trying to suppress himself, forcing the court to return the "right of revenge" to the Golden Gun Gate.In this way, regardless of whether Jin Spear Li's revenge is reported or not, Mang Jingang has already become embarrassing inside the door.

Wang Qiang continued to walk, and just squeezed into the crowd, when he heard an old man shout: "Wang catcher! God open your eyes! The golden spear plum was taken away by the deadly wind blown by God! The old man saw it with his own eyes. The golden spear plum was taken by God! Cough cough—"

This old man, Wang Qiang, knew him as the old grandson who opened a tofu shop, but it was said that he was hit by a carriage last year, half of his body was crushed to pieces, and he barely survived. It was his daughter Doufu Xiaocui who married into the Li family that gave him money for medical treatment. , or die early.It's just that the old man Sun didn't know how to flatter him, and he always said that his injury was caused by Li Zhi with the golden gun, and his subordinate Lei Jingang beat him, and wanted to extort more money from the Li family.Wang Qiang didn't deal with this matter, only heard that after Xiaocui died of a sudden wind and cold, the old man Sun disappeared, but he didn't expect to come out again today.

"God took the golden gun plum, and only old man Sun can tell. We arrest the head and handle the case to explain the evidence." Wang Qiang thought so.

"Hmph! It was obviously made by a fast swordsman! It's a pity that he ran too fast, otherwise I would have to let him know how powerful the Jinglong Kuaijian is!" A young man holding a fine steel sword commented arrogantly Gun Lee's murderer.

"Wang Jinglong, how many masters have you stabbed with your Jinglong Kuaijian?" Next to the Kuaijian boy was a young man with a short knife on his waist. Wang Jinglong's face turned red instantly at the boy's words.

Wang Jinglong pointed angrily at the young man with the sword: "Fan Dongliu, don't think that your Fengjuanyunyun Saber is so fast, but because of the shortness of the weapon? You are far behind your brother Fan Xuan, the Zilin Golden Saber!"

It is not uncommon for Wang Jinglong and Fan Dongliu to quarrel. The most indispensable thing in Luoyang City is this kind of young swordsman who hangs out in Luoyang City all year round and is eager to become famous in one battle.This group of people yelled that they wanted to fight the murderer who killed Jinqiang Li, and compared to see whose sword was faster.

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

What kind of person killed the golden gun Lee?

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

Looking down, the wound on Jinqiang Li's throat was very clear, and a sword pierced through the back of his neck, killing him on the spot.

Golden Spear Li's high crown was not on his head, so Catcher Wang stood up and saw the hat that had been trampled to pieces on the corner of the street.

Wang Butou subconsciously glanced at Old Man Sun. Old Man Sun said that a gust of wind took away the tuna plum, so he really couldn't be wrong.

Because Catcher Wang had seen that the one who killed Golden Spear Li was a swordsman who was like wind, even if it wasn't a gust of wind.

In a gust of wind, the swordsman who was like the wind pierced Golden Spear Lee to death with a single blow, and then was blown away like the wind.

This wind is by no means a breeze, but a gust of wind that is faster than the golden gun, Li Jifeng, the rainstorm, and the pear flower gun!
Seeing this, Catcher Wang took a long breath and waved his hands.

"My lord." The arrester under him hastily stepped forward.

"The body was handed over to the Golden Spear Gate, and it was said that Mr. Li had been suffering from sores in his throat, and the sores burst suddenly due to the wind, and he bled to death. This kind of accident is not under the control of the Six Gates. Don't come to us if you have anything to do in the future. Come."

"Yes!" Hearing the words, the head catcher under his command turned and shouted at Mang Jingang, "Family! Where are the families of the Golden Gun Sect?"

In Wang Qiang's view, no matter how personal the Golden Spear Li is, he is already a dead man. The death of such a quack is not to be prosecuted by the people, so why bother to make him feel uncomfortable?
Thinking of this, Wang Qiang was thinking about how to wear small shoes for this incompetent subordinate, and at the same time thinking about how to make Mang Gangang bleed a little, so he prepared to let go and go back to the six doors.

It's a pity that accidents and turning points always come inadvertently, so grasp the steps of leaving.

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

"Those who killed the golden gun plum! Meng Xinghun!"

(End of this chapter)