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Chapter 231 Follow-up

"court death!"

Seeing that Hong Yan was not retreating but advancing instead, he whipped his leg towards his waist.

Du Beiding's eyes immediately turned cold, and a dark chill flashed across his face.

The muscles in his big hands bulged like rocks, and they suddenly poked out like lightning. Just before Hong Yan's whip leg hit his waist, he spread his fingers outward, and suddenly threw Hong Yan away. The whip legs are tightly grasped in the palm of the hand.

At the same time, the energy and blood in the body flowed, and the vigorous energy swept out through the palm, and all fell on the hand that was holding Hong Yan tightly.

Suddenly, the skin on Hongyan's calf split.

Especially the skin on the flesh is like cracked old tree bark, twisted into a ball, almost separated from the flesh.

Even, at the moment when Du Beiting's palm tightly grasped Hongyan's calf, a slight "click" sound could be heard vaguely.

The straight calf bones have slight fracture changes.

There were large areas of redness, swelling and congestion in the flesh and blood.

"what!"

A sudden burst of strength caused Hong Yan's face to become distorted and turned red from holding back.

Out of a subconscious reaction, his body shot up like a spring, and his swinging fist blew up a strong wind, which went straight to Du Beiting's head and swept it hard.

But just as he swept out his fist, Du Beiting's waist was already twisting, he suddenly leaned back, and his red body was thrown straight to the ground behind him.

Drawing an arc in the air.

Immediately, it hit the ground hard.

There was a dull sound of "dong".

Hong Yan's body was smashed to the ground, leaving a deep outline, and his whole body was almost embedded in the ground.

The clothes on his body were in tatters and his face was pale.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the mouth.

At the moment of falling to the ground, Hong Yan's consciousness sank first, and then he recovered immediately.

He raised his hand with all his strength, trying to grab Du Beiding's neck with all his last strength.

But just as he raised his hand, Du Beiting exerted his strength again.

The veins were coiled, and he exerted force suddenly, picked up Hongyan's whole body, swung it in the air, and hit the ground hard.

Back and forth.

It was like hitting the ground with a hammer, and the "dong dong" kept ringing.

Within a few moments, Hong Yan's entire aura had become extremely tired.

There were injuries of varying degrees all over the body, and blood was secreted from them, staining the whole body red.

There were even a few pieces of clothing missing.

Lying on the ground, not even moving.

The weak breath looks like that of a dying person.

"Who are you?" Looking at Hongyan who was about to die at any moment, Du Beiling stared coldly, took out a healing pill from his pocket, and stuffed it into Hongyan's mouth.

"During the grand dinner, you were the one staring at me?

Or, who is targeting me and sending you to attack me? "

Hongyan, on the other hand, did not take the pills Du Bei stopped giving him. He raised his slightly tired eyelids and suddenly sneered.

"I didn't expect that the person appointed by the leader of the Blood Hand Hall would be a strong man who is comparable to the realm of reincarnation."

"It seems that I was careless this time."

A low murmur came out of Hong Yan's mouth, as if he was sighing, and he made no other resistance movements.

Behind her ears, her eyelids gradually closed.

The next second, his body trembled heavily, and a trace of black blood secreted from the corner of his mouth.

His arms became weak and he fell to the ground.

The breath between the mouth and nose was also cut off instantly.

Seeing this, Du Beiting's expression was calm and did not show any abnormality.

After Hong Yan's action, he already had a rough guess in his mind.

The Hongyan in front of him probably wasn't the person who was eyeing him at the grand dinner today. But someone who was sent by others to attack him.

Otherwise, he would not have killed himself knowing that he had no hope of survival.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Du Beiding frowned. After thinking for a moment, he moved his hands and groped Hong Yan's body.

Unfortunately, no useful information was obtained.

They are weapons, drugs and the like that are commonly used in assassinations, as well as some silver notes, copper coins and the like.

No items with personal information found.

"This guy"

After his eyes lingered on Hong Yan's body for a while, Du Beiting lifted his body, put it in a sack, and walked out of the door.

He came to the door of a mansion that Jiang Zhongwu took him to that day.

Knocked on the door.

After a while, a steward opened the door.

When he saw that the visitor was Du Beiting, he immediately put on a smile on his face and welcomed him in with a smile.

After all, Wei Yilei had given him instructions regarding Du Beiting's identity.

Du Beiting was the only one in Quanxue Handang who did not need to observe the so-called etiquette in front of Wei Yilei.

There is no need for any apology.

"Master Du Zhengxing, are you coming to see me?

Sir, he is taking a bath, please.”

The steward was about to welcome Du Beiting in, but when he saw the sack on Du Beiting's back, it was bulging, as if it contained something.

There was still blood leaking out from the bottom, which made him startled and his eyes became serious.

"Lord Du Zhengxing, this is..."

"Call sir, I have something important to discuss with him in detail." Du Beipei glanced at the steward and said quickly.

After that, he quickly walked into the mansion, walked through the corridor, and walked straight towards the hall.

"Yes." The steward lowered his head and responded quickly. He immediately looked out the door. When he saw that there was no one around, he quickly closed the door.

In the hall, Du Bei stopped and sat on a wooden chair with a backrest.

In front of him lay a sack containing a body.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall door.

Wei Yilei walked over with his upper body bare and wearing a pair of trousers, and his hair was still a little wet.

It was obvious that he had just bathed for a short time.

"Brother Du, I heard from my housekeeper that you want to see me in an emergency? What is it?"

After the grand dinner, Wei Yilei returned home and practiced martial arts for a while, then went to the bathroom to take a bath.

But not long after bathing, the steward brought news.

Someone came to Du Bei, and he had a sack on his back. It was unknown what was in the sack, and there was blood seeping out from the bottom.

"Ah."

Seeing Wei Yilei appear, Du Beiting first clasped his fists and saluted.

"I've met the hall master."