Tianguanzhi

Chapter 67 Bloody Night

The bright moonlight filtered in from the window and shone on the face of Gu Jianqiu, who was waiting.

He had been in Miio Kijima's room for more than three hours.

"Something's wrong, Miio Kijima should have come back a long time ago."

A nerve in Gu Jianqiu's heart suddenly became tense.

Although Miio Kijima lives a corrupt life, he enters and exits the apartment at a very fixed time every day. If he hooks a man, he will only come back earlier.

Xiong Kuohai is still lying in the intensive care unit of the dog farm. Miuo Kijima is enjoying his leisure time. He hasn't taken any orders to kill people for a long time. Apart from gambling, he only goes to Feng Yue Farm every day. Her change of clothes was still left in the apartment, and it was impossible for her to leave early to return home. If she didn't come back so late, there must have been an accident.

Gu Jianqiu thought for a moment, removed the rainbow salt bomb from the door handle, put it in his bag along with the pistol, climbed out of the window and left.

He first took the waterboat back to the upper corner. The fire was lying on the threshold, his tongue hanging out. The lights in several rooms in the courtyard were turned off. Only the light in Gu Tianyu's side room was still on. He had just finished reading. , also ready to sleep.

Gu Jianqiu felt a little relieved, washed his face and went out again.

"Brother, you still have to leave."

Seeing that he was about to go out in a hurry, Gu Tianyu couldn't help but ask one more question.

"There is something in the store that needs to be delivered overnight."

Gu Tianyu's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything more.

Gu Jianqiu returned to Tianrenfang without stopping. It was already late at night, and few houses in Tianrenfang still turned on the lights. They were all in peace, and there were no traces of movement on the doors or windows. He found a phone booth nearby and rang. According to the information in the book, I called Xianchun Tower.

"I'm looking for Cui Shouqi." Gu Jianqiu deliberately changed his voice: "Yes, I am the housekeeper of the house. The old man has been angry again in the past two days, so I want to ask the young master when he will come home? Okay."

After a while, Cui Shouqi's angry voice came from the phone: "Tell my dad when Cui Mulian will leave and when I will come home. I'm annoying him!"

After saying that, Gu Jianqiu hung up the phone before he could speak.

Gu Jianqiu put the phone on, pondered for a while, then opened his satchel and checked it.

A self-loading pistol with two Flying Tiger magazines.

A trigger bomb will explode immediately after pulling the fuse within eight hours after inputting the ECG. It is not very powerful and basically cannot kill anyone. However, the explosion will cause thick smoke, and the radioactive rainbow salt in it will greatly damage the ECG of martial artists. .

Three electric cotton bombs. Gu Jianqiu took a long time to prepare this time. The damage range of the bomb was controlled within five square meters, and the ignition time was controlled at about three seconds. The power was smaller than the last electric cotton bomb, but it was enough to destroy a car. car.

If Gu Jianqiu had had two or three such bombs in Lido last time, Kim Tae-soo would have been too late to dodge when he noticed Gu Jianqiu's heartbeat, and he would most likely have been furious on the spot.

After confirming that it was correct, Gu Jianqiu went straight towards the hotel street.

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Miio Kijima walked out of the hotel street and found a public phone booth on the side of the road. She picked up the phone and fiddled with the roulette wheel. For a long time, there was no response from the other end of the phone.

"Miss, can you hurry up?"

After a while, a passerby dressed as a postman finally couldn't help but urge him.

Miio Kijima ignored him and glanced at a few men and women wearing black and white shorts from the Hong Sheng Martial Arts School on the street corner. He watched them walking out of the martial arts school street talking and laughing. Then he threw down the phone and left straight away, making passers-by look at him angrily.

Under the vigorous handwriting of "Huang Di Chuan Yi", two rosewood doors opened left and right, and Xiaoxiong hummed an art opera tune to clean up the loose soil in the yard. Fu Nazhi was sitting in the central lobby wearing a faded gray singlet, wearing black square-framed reading glasses on his face, and was mending a red and white arrow-sleeved women's dress. He bit off the thread, raised the clothes in his hands to a place where the light was visible, and carefully observed the stitches. Suddenly his eyelids twitched and his expression became serious.

Fu Nanzhi put down his clothes, and a woman wearing a black feather fabric stood in front of the door of her martial arts studio, looking up at the signboard.

Miio Kijima's gaze also slowly moved down, crossing the courtyard and the atrium, and landed on Fu Nanzhi.

"Miss, are you looking for someone?"

Xiao Xiong was wearing a red and white shorts from the Five Elements School, and he carried the broom on his shoulders carelessly. When he saw the face of the person coming, his expression couldn't help but change.

Miio Kijima was getting closer and closer. Miio subconsciously wanted to hide, but his legs were like lead and he couldn't move.

"Little brother, I'm looking for a good friend named Jianqiu. Do you know him?"

Miio Kijima's face was very close, and the hot breath from his mouth almost sprayed on Xiaoxiong's face.

"Xiao Xiong!"

There was a strange strength in Fu Nanzhi's voice. Xiaoxiong woke up as if from a dream. He turned around with a red face and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Miio Kijima pinched his shoulder and was unable to move for a moment.

"You haven't answered my question yet, you are such a rude child."

Fu Nazhi put down his clothes, took off his reading glasses, and strode into the yard: "You are so skilled in martial arts, why bother a child." Miio Kijima looked Fu Nanzhi up and down, tugged his hair, and blushed on his face: "Master's words are serious, I'm just teasing him. I'm a native of Jinju. I've learned some basic physical skills since elementary school. How can I fall into Master's eyes?"

Fu Nanzhi shook his head: "Although your martial arts skills are high, your heart rate is as thick as pulp, there is evil in your eyes, and your chest seems to be exploding between breaths. This is a sign of going crazy. You still need to practice your skills and cultivate your character." "

Miio Kijima's smile faded and he reluctantly said: "Master's lesson is, I wonder if master can inform Jianqiu's whereabouts?"

Fu Nanzhi shook his head: "I don't know who Jianqiu you are talking about. Girl, please ask elsewhere."

Miio Kijima's eyes gradually turned cold, and she suddenly smiled and said, "Master, have you ever practiced baseball?"

She took a step forward, picked up Xiaoxiong's collar and threw him away. Fu Nanzhi's face changed drastically, and he rushed forward, catching the boy with his body, using a gentle force to relieve the force, and stopped the boy with one hand. He raised his waist, held the boy's neck with one hand, and took five or six steps back before barely stopping himself.

With the opponent's strength, if he was a little slow in his attack, Xiao Xiong would hit his head against the wall and his brain would burst.

Fu Nazhi felt the blood surge in his chest, and shouted angrily: "You dare to kill someone in a prosperous area of ​​Jiangning?"

Fu Lemei and other disciples Fu Nanzhi were all granted leave, and now went to the street food stalls to celebrate. Only Xiao Xiong was detained for cleaning because he was fined and grounded for a long time. At this moment, only his master and apprentice were left in such a large martial arts hall. .

A strong and strong cold wind blew into the yard, making the Dougan Street behind Miio Kijima look so desolate.

Fu Nanzhi whispered "Run" in the shivering Xiaoxiong's ear, then patted him on the back and then stood in front of the boy.

Xiaoxiong ran away without saying a word. Who would have thought that within two steps of running out, he felt his ankles sink and he fell to the ground. His nose hit the stone bricks and blood spurted out.

A strand of golden silk thread that was difficult to discern with the naked eye had somehow wrapped around Xiaoxiong's ankle.

Miio Kijima curled his fingers and smiled like a flower.

Fu Nazhi stretched out his hand to grab the golden thread and wrestled with Miio Kijima. Unexpectedly, when the opponent took a step back, Fu Nazhi suddenly lost his balance and staggered two steps before he could steady his steps.

Miio Kijima suddenly lost interest. She saw that Fu Nanzhi's heart was not running smoothly and that she had a hidden illness. Naturally, she couldn't be too energetic for a sick man in his fifties.

"I'm not satisfied with Master's answer just now. As long as you tell Jianqiu's whereabouts, I can let you live. After all, I charge a lot for killing people. If no one pays, am I not doing a loss-making business? Eh?"

Miio Kijima suddenly remembered something: "Isn't there a girl in your martial arts school who can use the eyebrow stick? She seems to be very close to Jianqiu. Where is she?"

There was a clang, and the golden thread broke from Fu Nanzhi's hand.

"run!"

Fu Nanzhi shouted loudly, then picked out the tiger-headed eyebrow-leveling stick from the shelf, and struck Mixiong Kijima's Tianling Gai with a Yasha Naohai strike.

Miio Kijima raised her hands and stood in a daze. It seemed that the break of the golden thread had given her a great shock. She didn't even care that Xiaoxiong ran away, until she saw the bright golden heartbeat on Fu Nanzhi's tiger-head stick, and her peach-like face finally appeared. Shocked.

A skinny arm rose into the sky.

Xiao Xiong fled through the back door, his feet unable to touch the ground, and the heartbeat bursting waves behind him gradually faded away. As soon as he reached the street, he raised his voice: "It's killing people! The Yiyuan Dog Farm is coming to kill them! It's killing people!"

Wuguan Street is in the shape of a cross, and the Wuxing Sect's Wuguan Street is located in the center of Wuguan Street. At this time, most of the martial arts schools have been closed, and there are no people in the halls, but most of the gym owners are sleeping in the martial arts halls.

Xiao Xiong shouted along the direction of a road, but there was no response at first. He kept shouting and banging on the door. After about four or five minutes, Master Liu Tong, shirtless and with a crooked waistband, grabbed a light chain saw knife and rushed in. Come out: "Who?! Who?!"

Xiaoxiong pointed in the direction of his own martial arts school, pulled Liu Tong and shouted for help, saying that the Yiyuan dog farm was on the martial arts school street. Liu Tong was unequivocal and rushed to the Wuxingmen martial arts gym with a knife.

At this time, many museum owners heard the call for help, opened the door with their apprentices who lived in the museum, and walked to the street with various kinetic weapons to look around. Suddenly, the owner of the Eagle Claw Gate shouted loudly and said not to leave, but then there was no movement...

The lights in the military hall were also on. Master Cheng Ying was sweating profusely and still practicing. He first heard someone calling for help, followed by chaos outside, so he walked out of the practice room and unveiled the portrait of Master Wu Mu in the middle hall. He took out a composite rechargeable crossbow with silver light from behind, opened the door and strode onto the street. Suddenly he heard two screams coming from behind the wall. He rushed to the corner, and a woman with an unfamiliar face covered in blood came towards him. The electrocardiogram was emitted like a ball of plasma. Cheng Ying was suddenly startled. He raised his hand and aimed at the opponent, shouting: "Don't move!"

The woman was startled, and then she smiled like a poppy.

……

"What an amazing woman!"

Liu Tong's hands were trembling and he could hardly hold the knife. He looked around and saw no one in the courtyard. He staggered to Fu Nanzhi and saw that Fu Nanzhi's left arm was completely broken at the root. His chest was stained with a large amount of blood and he was not breathing at all. , couldn't help but feel sad: "Master Nazhi!"

"Cough~cough~"

Fu Nazhi coughed up two large mouthfuls of blood, and his heart rate fluctuated again. Liu Tong couldn't help but be surprised: "Master Nazhi, are you pretending to be dead?"

Fu Nanzhi smiled bitterly and said weakly: "No, pretending to be dead~are you still alive?"

The left side of his body was dripping with blood. If he left it alone, he might not be able to survive for long. Suddenly, a group of people rushed over with flashlights and lights. The leader, Tong Zongdi from the White Crane Sect, had his beard and hair sprouting. Fu Lemei followed closely behind him. She saw him lying down. Fu Nanzhi, who was in a pool of blood, had red eyes.

Liu Tong hurriedly shouted: "Bring the stretcher quickly!"

(End of this chapter)