I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 99 Solving Trouble (First Order)

"You came?"

When Shang Qingwu heard the voice behind him, he knew it was Su Heng who came here.

She took out a few documents from her bosom and handed them to Su Heng, "These documents record the information collected from those gang disciples a while ago."

Su Heng stretched out his hand to take it.

Then open it and take a look.

The light was dim at this time, but it had no effect on Su Heng.

"Green Snake Gang, Hejiang Gang, Mantis Gate... the gangsters who harass the clothing store are mostly members of these three gangs." Su Heng gradually sorted out the matter.

After reading it once.

He stuffed the letter in his arms indiscriminately, and said, "Leave this matter to me."

Shang Qingwu knew that Su Heng was impeccable, so he didn't explain much, but simply told him: "Be careful on the road."

"Don't worry."

Su Heng flickered and left from this beautiful small forest.

……

The leader of the Hejiang gang is also surnamed Su.

It's called Suhejiang.

His figure is slightly plump and his face is oily.

The first impression he gave people was that he was an amiable businessman, not like a martial artist who was involved in a gang.

In the central hall of the Hejiang Gang.

Su Heng and the leader of the Hejiang gang sat together, drinking tea and chatting.

"You mean those disciples of mine went to the merchant's store to make trouble?" Su Hejiang had a shocked expression on his face: "My God, this matter is really... really!"

Su Hejiang slapped himself heavily on the thigh.

He and Su Heng promised: "I will definitely start a thorough investigation of this matter immediately. At that time, I will definitely give Miss Shang Qingwu a satisfactory explanation!"

"Then trouble the helper."

Su Heng seemed to have a grateful expression on his face, and he stretched out his hands and cupped his fists.

"No trouble, no trouble. It's really an honor for me, Su, to be able to make friends with a young talent like you."

Su Hejiang said polite words, got up and poured two cups of hot tea himself: "Let me toast you!"

Su Heng didn't refuse either.

Picking up the teacup in his hand, he touched Su Hejiang lightly.

Su Heng and Su Hejiang both raised their heads and drank the tea at the same time.

only…

After tea.

Su Hejiang watched Su Heng's Adam's apple rise and fall slightly, and then saw the empty teacup in Su Heng's hand.The smile on his face became a little sinister and vicious.

"I don't know this young man Su, how does my Jueming Wudu Powder taste?"

Finished speaking.

The smile on Su Hejiang's face was even wider.

His teapot is called Yinyang pot, and there is a hole inside the teapot.

It seemed that the tea that Su Heng and Su Hejiang drank was poured from a teapot.But in fact, the tea that Su Hejiang drank was normal, while the tea in Su Heng's cup was mixed with colorless, odorless and highly poisonous powder.

The Jueming Five Poisons Powder was learned by Su Hejiang from an ancient book.

It costs a lot of money to collect materials and configure them well.

Even for martial arts masters who practice strength, as long as they inhale a little, their whole body will be paralyzed in an instant, and their qi and blood will dissipate.

Su Heng's figure is much taller than ordinary people. To be on the safe side, Su Hejiang also specially added several times the amount of medicine powder in the teapot, hoping to kill with one blow.

"You—"

Su Heng was furious and his face turned red.

He stood up suddenly, but soon realized that something was wrong, his huge body began to shake from side to side.

"A young man like you is still too immature." Seeing Su Heng's 'surprised and angry' appearance, Su Hejiang's smile became more and more complacent: "So what about the genius of Yaowanggu, isn't it because he was taken away by him?" Old man, should I pour a glass down?"

He fondled his bare chin.

However, gradually.

Su Hejiang found that there seemed to be something wrong with the problem.

His Jueming Five Poisons powder is extremely violent, and usually it only takes less than a few seconds to kill a martial artist who refines energy.

But now Su Heng stood where he was, swaying back and forth for a long time, but refused to fall down.

"what's the situation?"

Surprised, Su Hejiang took two steps forward, intending to observe and study it carefully.

puff!

I haven't waited for him to respond.

A big hand descended from the sky, and its fingers were directly inserted into Su Hejiang's eye socket.

The five fingers swelled with blood and burst out with great force. Su Hejiang didn't even have time to arouse the strength of his body, and his head exploded like a rotten watermelon.

"What am I trying to say?"

Su Heng's face was full of indifference, and there was no sign of poisoning.

He casually tore off a clean white cloth from Su Hejiang's body, and wiped the blood on his hands: "Your tea is actually quite good."

He quickly rummaged up and down in the room and found around 3000 taels of bank notes.

The sounds of disciples talking about their journey gradually came from outside, as if they were attracted by the noise of the fight just now.

After all, this is the capital of Yunzhou, and the army of the state is high above.Su Heng was also unwilling to touch his bad luck. Before those disciples noticed the abnormality, they had already withdrawn from this land of right and wrong.

The second gang is the Green Snake Gang.

The gang leader's surname is Song, and his name is Song Qingshe.His stature is burly and tall, and his appearance is majestic.

The strength is also the strongest among the three gang leaders, and he has stepped into the realm of refining martial arts as early as more than ten years ago.

Song Qingshe sat on the big tiger-skin chair, her face full of gloom.

More than a dozen elite disciples surrounded Song Qingshe, making the atmosphere in the hall even more serious and dull.

In front of Song Qingshe, his gaze was on him.A plump woman in her thirties was holding a dead body in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Master Song, I'm just such a younger brother, but now someone..."

"You must avenge him!"

Listening to the woman's dry crying, Song Qingshe's face became more and more gloomy, and she gradually felt a little impatient in her heart.He waved his hand and said: "First bury the third son Haosheng. As for this matter, I won't let it go so easily. I will give you an explanation."

Seeing Song Qingshe nodded and agreed.

The plump woman didn't say any more, and called the two disciples to leave the hall with the dead body of the pock-marked young man on their backs.

After those people left, a young disciple beside him bowed and asked, "Master, how should we deal with this matter, do you want me to take someone to the merchant's ready-made clothing store to test it out tomorrow?"

Song Qingshe raised her hand, "For now, no one!"

There were muffled footsteps.

But the surrounding environment is empty, the candlelight is shaking, and the moonlight is bright, so there is no outsider here.

Just when everyone was wondering——

boom!
A loud bang.

The wall made of mud and stones was smashed through and smashed by people.

White smoke and dust filled the air, and fine broken stones rustled down.A burly figure wearing a mask strode out from the crack.

The pupils of the surrounding disciples suddenly shrank.

With unconcealable horror in his tone, he shouted: "This is the man, the one who killed the third son this morning is this guy!"

(End of this chapter)