I Am Really Not a Man!

Lu Xiaofeng's words made everyone present look terrified, and their backs became cold. This kind of thing is definitely not accidental, but someone deliberately done it, but the current situation is that the person is in the dark and they are in the light.

Huamanlou finally couldn't help asking: "Father, what's going on?"

Hua Ruling sighed: "Lou'er, I don't want you to be unhappy all your life. In order to relieve your heart disease, I asked everyone to cooperate with me in this scene of killing iron shoes, but I didn't expect...hey."

Huamanlou has mixed flavors in his heart. He was touched by the unconditional help and support from his father and friends, but the iron shoe has always been a disease in his heart. He has always believed that the iron shoe is not dead, but he is always considered to be him. He was so helpless that he had spent a lot of time trying to help him relieve his heart disease.

Lu Xiaofeng shrugged and added: "But once the plan is implemented, it will inevitably be out of shape, but I don't want it to be like this. A night, fortunately, you reminded it early."

Tang Wanfeng unceremoniously accepted his thanks, and said, "The matter is over. Uncle, you still insist on thinking, did you really kill the iron shoe thieves fifteen years ago?"

Hua Ruling was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Tang Wanfeng said, "I mean, the feeling of Huamanlou is probably right, and the iron shoes are not dead. Maybe you think it’s too vain and ethereal to determine a person’s life and death by feeling, but there are many things in the world. It doesn't make sense but it just happened."

Huamanlou's expression gradually eased. In any case, when everyone thinks that you are playing foolishness, the feeling that someone stands behind you and supports you is more touching than the feeling that everyone supports you and someone who happens to support you also.

Everyone who participated in the siege of the iron shoes fifteen years ago all said: "Impossible, we saw the burial under the iron shoes with our own eyes!"

Tang Wanfeng raised his eyebrows: "Someone at the scene has actually seen the face of Iron Shoe, so they are so sure that the person Uncle Hua killed was really Iron Shoe? Can't Iron Shoe be replaced by a dead ghost? Or...you must be sure, Iron Shoe. Is it a person?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they were all speechless, because they couldn't deny the two possibilities Tang Wanfeng said.

Lu Xiaofeng came out to complete the game: "Let's go and see Daxia Wu first. I just saw him fall to the ground and I don't know what happened."

Tang Wanfeng's complexion changed—though he couldn't see it with a mask—first turned over and ran back. She just saw Wu Daxia lying on his back on the ground, his face pale, and a dark red hung on the corner of his mouth, as if he had already suffered an accident.

Everyone rushed into the room and saw the room full of mess. The cabinets partitioned by tables and chairs fell to the ground, and broken tiles were all over the floor. Tang Wanfeng's voice was a little cold, and said, "Mr. Song, won't you come forward and get medical treatment?"

An embarrassment appeared on Song Wencao's face. Under the gaze of everyone, he stepped forward to measure the breathing of the Wuwu hero, then took his pulse, shook his head and said: "It's useless, people have gone."

Everyone looked dark.

Jin Jiuling said: "In that case, let me go, Dr. Song, let me examine the corpse."

Everyone seemed to think of Jin Jiuling's official position, the head-catching six doors, and one after another gave him way. Jin Jiuling walked to Wu Daxia's corpse for a while, then turned around and said, "A night, you also come to help."

In fact, Jin Jiuling didn't mean anything else. From his point of view, Tang Wanfeng had the most dealings with the government, and he was more comfortable in command, but he was not under his control what others thought.

Tang Wanfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, but didn't say anything, and stepped forward to help him examine the corpse.

The two went to get a piece of rice paper on the corpse of Wu Daxia. Finally, Jin Jiuling took a quick step, picked up the paper and opened it. A blood-red footprint was in sight, and the word "kill" was written in the footprint.

Hua Ruling was the most excited. He hurriedly grabbed the rice paper, his hands trembled, and his voice was filled with disbelief: "Iron shoes? He is really alive!"

Tang Wanfeng spoke at this time, with a hint of pride in his tone: "Uncle Hua, look, I said that the feeling of Huamanlou is correct."

Huamanlou's original dignified mood is now a lot easier because of her words, he shook his head helplessly: At this time, she still thinks about it.

However, Tang Wanfeng also knows how serious things are now. The head of one of the five sects has been killed by Huang Quan. No one knows what Iron Shoes will do next. Almost all the people present have participated in the siege of Iron Shoes. It's not time to make jokes anymore.

Hua Ruling was deeply saddened: "It's all my fault, brother Wu!"

Jin Jiuling persuaded: "Daxia Hua, please don't do that. Only when you catch the murderer can you avenge Wu Daxia."

Guan Tai, who was supposed to act with Wu Daxia according to the plan, said: "When I came in according to the plan, I saw Wu Daxia lying here, Lu Xiaofeng, Tang Wanfeng, you two were the first to rush into the house. You said, what happened?"

Lu Xiaofeng said helplessly: "I know, it's not much more than any of you present. When Ah Wan and I came in, we already saw Daxia Wu lying on the ground, but the situation was urgent and there was no time to check."

Tang Wanfeng nodded in agreement, and then said: "The most important thing now is to find the murderer. In my opinion, the scene should be closed first, no one can enter or leave, and keep people out to guard at all times. If there are any clues at the crime scene, you can also Prevent the murderer from coming back and destroying the body."

Taoist Shi Que was the first to approve, and volunteered to stand on the first guard. Guan Tai wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiuling. Then, everyone was kindly invited out by Jin Jiuling.

—Now it’s time for professionals like me to perform, and the idlers are waiting to leave!

Tang Wanfeng wanted to leave with the army, but was yelled by Jin Jiuling:

"A night, you come to help me."

The two had cooperated in previous cases. In Jin Jiuling's eyes, Tang Wanfeng was more suitable for his investigation than others.

But other people didn't understand this, especially Huamanlou, who knew Tang Wanfeng's true gender, he held Tang Wanfeng's hand nervously. His hands are not as warm and dry as usual. On the contrary, because of the series of incidents that just happened, the hands of Huamanlou are still wet and slightly cold with cold sweat.

Although Tang Wanfeng didn't know why, he felt that Huamanlou was not in a good mood now. She comfortably patted Huamanlou's hand, and said: "It's okay, if the iron shoes dare to come, I will catch him and let him kowtow to you!"

Huamanlou could not laugh or cry. Who is worried about that?

…It’s just that he really asked him to say what he was worried about, but he couldn’t tell why. He had never encountered this kind of emotion in more than two decades, and it was so strange that he had no way to deal with it.

In the end, Huamanlou just smiled and said, "Be careful in everything."

Tang Wanfeng was dazzled by his smile. On this unexpected night, Huamanlou's smile was like a ray of sunshine, which illuminates a way out for Tang Wanfeng. She nodded blankly: "Yeah."