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Said, the fingers of his left hand still exerted a little strength, and he tore off the end of the letter, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it after chewing a few times.

Looking at this scene, Qin Xuan could have easily stopped this behavior, but he didn't do anything to stop it. He just smiled coldly again, without saying a word.

Some things can't be regarded as non-occurrence by eliminating the evidence!

What's more, with him, who knows the plot of the original work, it's even easier.

Because his back was against Qiao Feng, and when Qiao Feng, who was waiting on the side, found out, he finally took a step and couldn't stop it.

After finishing, he put his hands together, bowed to Qin Xuan, and turned to look at Qiao Feng.

"Clan Master Qiao, since you know your life experience, you want to avenge you for killing your father. Gang Master Wang has already passed away, so it goes without saying. The name of this leading eldest brother, I don't want you to know."

The monk Zhiguang smiled slightly and said, "Lao Na once participated in the ambush of Ling Zun Ling Tang. All the sins, Lao Na is willing to bear all the sins. If you want to kill or cut, you can do it!"

"you!"

Qiao Feng was speechless for a while.

No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for a dead 043 to speak.

When Qiao Feng saw him lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his expression was compassionate and solemn. Although he was extremely sad and angry, he couldn't help but feel awe.

So he said: "Is it true or false, I don't understand at this moment. I want to kill you, and I am not busy for a while."

Speaking of Qiao Feng, he glanced at Zhao Qiansun with some killing intent in his eyes.

Although he was lying on the ground and couldn't stand up, Zhao Qiansun shrugged and seemed to care.

He said very roguely: "Yes, I am also included, this account is to be counted on me, you can kill me at any time when you are willing."

Finally, he turned his head to Qin Xuan's side. In his opinion, Qin Xuan said that sentence before, and obviously knew who took the lead.

But Qin Xuan nodded and shook his head casually.

He nodded because he knew who it was, but shook his head because he didn't want to say it to him for the time being.

Seeing Qin Xuan's actions, Qiao Feng was in a turmoil for a while, not knowing what to do.

So he began to look at the contents of the letter. At the beginning of the letter, the eldest brother who took the lead was praising him, which made him feel a little good, but his face changed when he continued to read.

"Of course, the bloody battle outside Yanmen Pass that day was so thrilling that I couldn't help it in my arms. This son was not of my race, his father and his mother died at the hands of both of us. The other day this son does not know his origin and origin. Otherwise, not only will the beggar gang be destroyed by its hands, but the martial arts in the Central Plains will also suffer a great catastrophe."

"There are very few people in the world who are talented in martial arts and have this son. The important things in your gang are beyond the reach of outsiders, but the friendship between me and me is extraordinary. This matter is too much involved, please think about it."

Then the following is the signature of the leader, but it has been torn and eaten by monk Zhiguang.

From the few words in the letter, Qiao Feng couldn't figure out who was the lead eldest brother for a while.

Looking at the contents of the envelope, Qiao Feng was silent, his eyes flickering, and he kept guessing about various possible characters in his mind.

After seeing Qiao Feng reading this letter, Elder Xu stood dumbfounded. He immediately took the envelope from Kang Min and handed over a piece of letter paper, saying, "This is a handwritten letter from the master of the Wang Gang found in Ma Dayuan's house. You should Recognize his handwriting."

Qiao Feng took it and saw the letter written on it:

"The word tells Beggar Gang Ma Deputy Gang Leader, Chuan Gong Elder, Law Enforcement Elder, Ji Zhu Elder: If Qiao Feng is pro-Liao and traitor, helps Qidan and hates the Song Dynasty, the whole gang will join forces to kill them, and there must be no mistake. Poisoning. There is nothing wrong with stabbing, and the one who strikes is meritorious and innocent. Wang Jiantong wrote it himself."

The date noted below is "the seventh day of the fifth lunar month in the sixth year of Yuanfeng in the Song Dynasty".

Qiao Feng still remembered that it was the day he took over as the head of the Beggar Gang!

Originally, he thought that after he completed the task of Wang Jiantong's gang leader, he was relieved to hand over the role of gang leader to him.

did not expect.

It turned out that all this had already been arranged!

They are so cruel, and since they suspect that he has ulterior motives, why should they let him do the job, and it would not be straightforward to kill him? !

At this moment, the complicated thoughts in Qiao Feng's heart are innumerable, as if rushing like a tide.

Anxiety, helplessness, sadness, misery, pain...

Why did you make him and destroy him!

If Qin Xuan hadn't been there to help (bfai) today, maybe he would have really jumped into the Yellow River to wash away the filth!

Suddenly, a crisp female voice rang out.

"Hello fellow martial arts seniors, my late father has never heard of any enemy, why was he killed?"

"Is it because my husband has something important in his hands, and others are willing to get it?"

"Are other people afraid that he will leak secrets and ruin a major event, so they want to kill him to silence him?"

It was Mrs. Ma, the widow of Ma Dayuan who said three questions.

In fact, I can no longer understand the purpose of these words. It pointed out that the murderer of Ma Dayuan was Qiao Feng, and the main purpose of his murder was to cover up the evidence that he was a Khitan.

And at this time, in order to prove this so-called evidence.

Mrs. Ma Kangmin took out a folding fan, with a poem written on it and an ink painting in the background.

A little doubt flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes.

strange!

It was the fan that Wang Jiantong gave to Qiao Feng on his twenty-fifth birthday.