Immortality: Starting as a Butcher to Level Up in Cultivation!

next few days

Wei Hong began to collect intelligence quietly and track down the murder of Lu Shan.

He has lived in this God's City for sixteen years, crawling around at the bottom all day long. After all, he has some methods and channels of his own.

Five days later, Tianxian Tower!

In a remote elegant room, there was already a young man in front of Wei Hong.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin appearance and shabby clothes, but his eyes were very bright, and he was currently devouring the table full of food and wine.

"Xiao Qi, eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Wei Hong poured him a glass of rice wine. The young man picked up the glass and drank a few gulps before slowing down with satisfaction.

"Brother Hong, I made you laugh." The young man chuckled and explained awkwardly: "These days, I have been busy day and night to do the things you told me, and I am very tired!"

"It's okay, eat more." Wei Hong continued to pour him wine and said warmly: "When you are full later, bring some leftovers back, so that your younger brothers and sisters can have a good meal."

"Yeah, thank you, brother!" The young man looked grateful, and then whispered: "The person you asked me to track down has already been identified."

Wei Hong's face turned cold and motioned for him to continue.

"On the night of Uncle Lu's accident, two strange men did enter the slums." The young man said solemnly: "Many people saw them and asked around to find them. It is said that they were looking for three strong men, although no one saw them. They had a conflict with Uncle Lu, but it was probably these two people."

"The number is about right." Wei Hong nodded in agreement.

"One of them is short and fat and the other is tall and thin. They don't have any characteristics." The young man said in a difficult manner: "Nowadays, there are refugees everywhere, and it is really not easy to find them."

"You're such a bastard, why would you come to me if you don't have any news?" Wei Hong hit him on the head angrily, and the young man grinned stupidly.

"Brother Hong, you understand me." The young man lowered his voice and boasted: "It is really not easy for ordinary people to find them, but look who I am, I am Luan Xiaoqi!"

After saying that, his tone paused!

There was a fierceness and sadness in his eyes: "Uncle Lu helped bury my parents when they died, so I had to dig them out even if I searched the entire city of God, so I specially found a waiter who worked as a waiter in a hotel at the city gate. An acquaintance found out that two people did leave the city early the next morning."

"The two of them were of exactly the same stature, and at that time the tall and thin man was carrying the short and fat young man on his back. He told the city guard that his brother had died of a sudden illness and needed to leave the city for burial."

"I followed this clue for a while and found that this man buried the deceased in a small forest at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and he himself returned to the refugee shack!"

Wei Hong's fists clenched loudly.

As long as you find the person, let's see how he runs away.

Naturally, he knew about the refugee shacks. It was said that because there were too many refugees in the city recently, the prince of the dynasty tried his best to resettle them, giving food and sending people to gather the refugees, so many settlements were formed outside the city.

Wait until next spring, these talents will be sent back to their hometowns!

Nowadays, the refugee settlements are a mixed bag, and the situation is even more chaotic than the slums. As long as you find this person, it is not difficult to create an opportunity to take action.

"It will be much easier to find them if you know where they are!" The young man continued: "I disguised myself as a refugee and sneaked into the settlement to inquire quietly, and soon got the details about them. This group of people's surname is Zheng, and they are from Fubo, Cangshan, Xuzhou. People from Zhengjia Village outside the city.”

"Since Xuzhou suffered a snowstorm some time ago, a famine broke out. Hundreds of people in Zhengjia Village had no choice but to flee and beg. They fled all the way to the capital of gods. Most of them died along the way before they got here."

"The most vicious people in this group are the Zheng Fusheng brothers, the tall and thin men who finally killed Uncle Lu. They rely on their brothers to do evil in the countryside."

"This Zheng Fusheng is even more intelligent. In the early years, he raised money to join a martial arts school to practice martial arts. It is said that when he was still young, he became a bandit and got a lot of lives on his hands. He is definitely someone that ordinary people would not dare to mess with. A ruthless character.”

Wei Hong narrowed his eyes slightly and silently tapped his fingers on the table.

He remembered the name Zheng Fusheng again and again in his mind.

"But!" The young man said hesitantly: "This Zheng Fusheng is not in the refugee settlement now."

"What?" Wei Hong stared: "Did he run away?"

"No!" The young man shook his head and said, "His brother died inexplicably, and now he has cut off all contact with the people in Zhengjia Village, so he went back to the city of God alone."

"At first he wanted to find some work, but all the major shops only wanted locals with clean financial status, and they didn't want him at all. He wanted to work as a guard for a rich and powerful family, but no one was willing to accept him. In the end, he actually joined the Blood Crow Gang! "

Wei Hong shook the wine glass in his hand.

There was also a storm in my heart.

Obviously, he never expected that this guy would change his identity in just a few days, from a refugee to a gangster.

"Will the Blood Crow Gang accept him?" Wei Hong asked.

"Of course!" The young man sneered as he picked up the food: "Recently, the Blood Crow Gang and the Tiger Head Gang have fought countless times overtly and covertly. It is a time when they are short of manpower. There are many skilled practitioners among the refugees. Will they? Are you willing to accept it?”

"Zheng Fusheng should have the strength to reach the final stage of the Skin Refining Realm. He just joined the Blood Crow Gang and became a small leader. Now he is responsible for guarding the Sifang Casino at West Street Kou. He has more than 20 people under his control."

"Now he is no longer a miserable homeless man, he has suddenly become a street bully. You should be careful..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Hong immediately stood up and walked to the window.

When you open the window, you can see the street below. Not far away is the bustling Sifang Casino.

People who come and go here are either gamblers or rich people. There are four strong men with arms folded standing at the door. They look very aggressive and not easy to mess with.

"No wonder you asked me to meet at Tianxian Tower, that's why." Wei Hong murmured.

"Look!" The young man pursed his lips and sneered, "Isn't he here?"

Wei Hong looked up and saw a tall, thin middle-aged man wearing a light blue brocade robe walking out of the casino to greet a wealthy man.

He is none other than Zheng Fusheng, the murderer of Uncle Lu!

Although this person looks a bit rustic, he is full of evil aura. He can't hide his ferocious look despite his deliberate smile. He is obviously very difficult to mess with.

"Now he is the little leader of the Blood Crow Gang's Disha Hall." The young man said with a solemn face: "Brother Hong, if you want to avenge Uncle Lu, it will not be easy. Be careful to provoke these crazy dogs of the Blood Crow Gang. They can do things better than ordinary people. Gangs are much more ruthless.”

Wei Hong nodded heavily.

Naturally, I knew the trouble in this matter.

The Blood Crow Gang can suppress old gangs like the Tiger Head Gang because of their madness and recklessness. There are countless desperadoes under their sect. How can ordinary people afford to offend them?