I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 510 What did the acquaintance do?

A few minutes later, at the entrance of the study in Hong's mansion.

"Bang..." sounded.

He yelled at the door a few times, but after seeing no response, Fang Qingshan kicked out, and the entire study door was smashed to pieces by him.

"My lords, Lord Hong is too tired these days, maybe he fell asleep accidentally..."

The servants who were patrolling around the study had already gathered here.

They originally belonged to the Bloodthirsty Sect, and their original identities were not servants. They only acted as servants temporarily because of mission needs and in order to lurk in this Jinshan City.

For Fang Qingshan, Zheng Donglai and the others, even if they had never met before, they already knew it as soon as the other party signed up.

At this moment, seeing these big figures in the sect rushing in angrily, these servants, although trembling and walking on thin ice, felt very nervous.

But there were still people who opened their mouths and explained to Hong Qingtian.

After all, although Zheng Donglai, Fang Qingshan and others have a high status, the two parties have no direct affiliation.

On the other hand, Hong Qingtian, who can kill them, is their real boss.

"Asleep? Are you kidding me?"

"With his strength, with such a big movement outside, he would have woken up immediately."

"Hidden in the study, unwilling to come out, he is simply escaping, afraid to meet us with us."

Fang Qingshan, who had decided long ago that he wanted to teach Hong Qingtian a lesson, would listen to the explanations of these servants.

He looked disdainful and snorted coldly.

Afterwards, he directly took big steps and stepped into the study.

In the study room, the candles had already been extinguished. At this moment, there was no light in the room. When I stretched out my hand, I could barely see a few fingers.

Even so, with Fang Qingshan's eyesight, just by scanning the study, he has already seen Hong Qingtian, whose upper body is lying on the desk, completely out of breath.

"Old Hong is dead..." Following Fang Qingshan, Zheng Donglai also stepped in.

Smelling the thick smell of blood in the air, his complexion changed, and he immediately relit the candles in the study.

"A fatal blow with no sign of resistance."

"Or, the person who killed Hong Qingtian was so strong that he couldn't resist at all."

"Or, the person who did it was familiar with Hong Qingtian, and without the slightest precaution, that person suddenly shot and slapped him on the head."

……

Shocked, Zheng Donglai and Fang Qingshan looked at each other.

Although Hong Qingtian's strength is not as good as the two of them, he has already stepped into the sixth realm of Yukong, which is the same level as them.

If it is done by an acquaintance, relatively speaking, it is a little better.

If the person who killed Hong Qingtian was so strong that he couldn't resist, wouldn't that mean that Fang Qingshan and Zheng Donglai were equally difficult to match against that person?
"It's just a small city. How can there be a strong person in Jinshan City that Hong Qingtian can't resist?"

"Yes, I think so too. The person who killed Lao Hong must be his acquaintance."

"It's not going to die sooner, it's not going to be later, but on the eve of the attack, he died here, I'm fucking his ancestor..." Fang Qingshan cursed.

But when the two of them thought about it, they felt a lot more at ease.

"Who knows, who did your Master Hong meet before he died?"

Without disturbing Hong Qingtian's body, the two stepped out the door with sullen faces.

Scanning the servants outside, Fang Qingshan asked in a deep voice.

"What? Master Hong is dead, impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Not long ago, he was fine, that is, Qian Jie's gang, Deng Qian, came to beg to see Master Hong, and met him once."

"That Deng Qian also belongs to the dark hall and is one of Master Hong's subordinates."

"He killed Master Hong? He has the strength to kill Master Hong silently in the study?"

Knowing the news of Hong Qingtian's sudden death, a kind of family member was stunned.

They chattered and talked a lot.

"Deng Qian? Are you also a member of the sect?"

"Who knows where he lives, lead the way and lead me there."

"Regardless of whether Hong Qingtian's death is related to him or not, let's bring him here first."

From the words of those servants, Zheng Donglai, Fang Qingshan and the others learned a lot.

They originally thought that Hong Qingtian died at the hands of an acquaintance, and they immediately regarded Deng Qian as the main object of suspicion.

"I know that Deng Qian lives there, and I am willing to take all the adults there." Soon, among the family members, someone took the initiative to stand up.

Fang Qingshan, who didn't have much friendship with Hong Qingtian, chose to stay here.

As for Zheng Donglai, he was eager for revenge. With a wave of his hand, he led a few people, led by the famous family member Ding, to walk outside the mansion.

……

The next day, early in the morning, Chen Hai had already got up.

After saying hello to Ye Qingqing, he went out without even having breakfast.

On the opposite side of the Hong Mansion, the situation inside is obviously a little abnormal.

At the gate of the mansion, there were two more strange guards.

These two guards had knife-like gazes, and whenever someone passed by on the street in front of the gate, their cold eyes would glance at that person.

Ordinary people may not know what happened in the Hong Mansion, but Chen Hai is obviously not among ordinary people.

With his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked towards the direction where the Qianjie Gang was stationed.

The two guards on the opposite side deliberately looked at him a few more times with their scrutinizing eyes.

As if he didn't realize it, Chen Hai was always calm and composed.

The one who killed Hong Qingtian was that grimace man, so what does it have to do with him, Chen Hai?
The Qianjie Gang's residence is not a short distance away from their Chen residence.

Last night, he followed Deng Qian, and it took almost 10 minutes before he arrived here from the Qianjie gang's station.

Twenty or ten minutes may not seem long, but last night, Deng Qian was flying with all his strength at a speed of tens to hundreds of kilometers per hour.

In broad daylight, it was shocking. If Chen Hai walked over so leisurely, it would take at least an hour for him to rush to the Qianjie Gang.

Finally, Ye Qingqing had the hope of practicing.

In Chen Hai's heart, nothing else was more important than Ye Qingqing's cultivation.

In Jinshan City, apart from Hong Qingtian, among the members of the Bloodthirsty Sect that Chen Hai knew, there was only one Thousand Knot Gang Deng Qian left.

Of course, those servants in the Hong Mansion have been selectively ignored by him.

In his opinion, these servants may have some relationship with the Bloodthirsty Sect, but what they know must be extremely limited.

He wanted to confirm whether the picture with the smeared blood was used by the Bloodthirsty Sect to test the talent. Naturally, it would be more appropriate to go directly to Deng Qian.

(End of this chapter)