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Chapter 485: Aftermath [1]

PS: I’m very sorry, there’s something wrong with my computer. It’s crashing, so typing has become the biggest problem.

If there is no update before 12 o'clock, you can only wait until tomorrow.

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Greeted by Xiaoyu, Zhang Wufeng got on the Ferrari sports car and followed Xiaoyu to Shien. Originally, Zhang Wufeng wanted to contact Su Ru and the others, but he gave up the idea.

Since Elder Liu already knew it, they must know it too.

On the other hand, Zhang Wufeng didn't think it was safe to contact someone by phone.

Along the way, Xiaoyu didn't say a word, and Zhang Wufeng felt a little ashamed when facing Xiaoyu. How to say it? He had personally killed Xiaoyu's biological parents, Guimian and others before, so this result made Zhang Wufeng feel a little uncomfortable.

If he could go back to the past, Zhang Wufeng would not regret doing this either. But now facing Xiaoyu, Zhang Wufeng felt a little uneasy because he treated her as a friend.

"Xiaoyu, do you have any news about your father and mother?" Zhang Wufeng asked.

"News? There has been no news." Xiaoyu was in deep thought, her eyes looking at the road ahead without any fluctuation. When she talked about her parents, she did not show any emotion at all.

"Actually, I know who your father is, and I originally wanted to hide this matter, but now I think it is necessary to tell you." Zhang Wufeng said after thinking for a while.

"They? Actually, you don't need to say anything, Brother Wufeng. Although I don't know who they are or what their difficulties are, you should know that the Jade King is a very remarkable person. I have asked him to calculate the relevant situation. In this matter, with his calculations, plus my own childhood experience, I can fully understand what kind of people they are. So you don't need to say more. There is no point in talking to such heartless and ungrateful people.

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. When they abandoned their children to feed the wolves in the mountains, did they ever think...

In fact, I don’t hate them for abandoning me. I just think that even if they abandoned me, they could have abandoned me on the street. Instead, they told me a hateful lie and made me wait in the mountains for more than ten hours. How terrible it must be for a child in the mountains at night…”

Xiaoyu said calmly. This person who seemed to be out of touch with the world seemed to have some different resentment at the moment. Of course, this emotion was very flat, and there was almost no emotional fluctuation. What Zhang Wufeng felt was just a trace of indifference, because it was not love, not hate, but indifference, so this blow was the heaviest.

"Your father's name was 'Ghost Face', and at that time..."

Zhang Wufeng recounted the incident that happened to him in Wudang, and then described those scenes in detail. Especially when he learned about Ghost Face's actions and words, he spoke directly about them. Of course, he also included the circumstances of Ghost Face's death later.

"Dead? Dead, the past is gone. Since he is such a person, then, just let him go in peace." Xiaoyu was slightly stunned and her hands holding the steering wheel slightly tightened.

"I'm sorry, I have no way to deal with this matter. Under the circumstances at that time, there was no way out."

"Brother Wufeng, I know your character very well. Don't worry, I won't blame you. He suffers more if he lives than if he were gone. In fact, this is a kind of relief for him. He has been chasing after power, fame, and strength all his life, and it's time for him to let go."

Xiaoyu smiled bitterly. Although she said that, a tear still fell.

Crystal clear, sparkling in the sun.

Looking at this beautiful girl who seemed a little sentimental, Zhang Wufeng just sighed and said nothing more.

Even if a father is a person without any feelings, he is still a father. How broad-minded must one be to be able to let go of such hatred?

Guimian was indeed a man who had committed many evil things. This was well known to everyone in the underworld, so Xiaoyu felt relieved when he left.

This is just like the feeling of powerlessness and confusion Yang Guo felt when he finally realized that his father was actually that kind of person. Otherwise, talking about understanding and forgiveness would be nonsense.

Under such circumstances, Xiaoyu's approach was indeed very sensible.

The car continued to drive, but the car was very quiet. Light music was playing softly, making the atmosphere in the car seem very fresh, rather than dull.

……

the other side.

Xiao Fang snuggled in Lu Rongfeng's arms and began to tell him about what she saw and felt that day, as well as the scene after Lu Rongfeng was seriously injured.

While telling the story, Xiao Fang was also lost in memories of what happened after that day.

……

Although many people gave their confessions, facing the consistent testimony, the captain of the city police brigade, Roland, still couldn't believe that the street in front of him, which was almost in ruins, was beaten out by a strong man with his fists. Before receiving the alarm call, he had been unhappy. The director repeatedly told him that no matter what kind of criminal incident happened in the city tonight, no matter how many alarm calls he received, he was not allowed to take people to the scene. Roland is an old criminal police with many years of experience. He knows what the director means. He must have received black money from a certain sect and reached an agreement with the bandits. The police will not intervene. This is the connection between officials and bandits. As a man with a strong sense of justice, Roland dared to be angry but dared not speak out. However, he was the one who carried out the specific task after all. He was determined not to listen to his superiors. As long as he received the alarm call, he would go out as soon as possible, and the focus was on the city.

Based on years of experience and keen intuition, what happened in the city tonight must be extremely unusual.

Although he was prepared for all kinds of things, even seeing a large-scale gang fight would not surprise him, but the ruined streets in front of him still shocked him. If it was really like what the eyewitnesses described, then this mysterious strong man was not a human, but a god who had descended to earth. The police conducted a carpet search in the area and found Xiao Fang hiding in the corner of the stairs crying and the bloody scene in the parking lot.

Roland was shocked to see Xiao Fang: "Xiao Fang, why are you here? What happened here?"

Xiao Fang cried out "Wow" and fell into Luo Lan's arms and burst into tears: "Uncle Luo." Luo Lan and Xiao Fang's father Xiao Shuo were close friends, so he was naturally very familiar with his daughter. Xiao Fang sobbed and said nothing. Luo Lan sighed, took off his coat and put it on the girl, and asked a subordinate to help her into the car. Watching Xiao Fang go away, he walked quickly into the parking lot. The scene here made him, an old policeman who was used to seeing crime scenes, frown. The ground was covered with blood, body parts were everywhere, and blood gathered into puddles. Several young men who seemed to be gangsters fell in a pool of blood, their faces pale, and they were dying.

Roland asked his men beside him: "Did you call the ambulance?"

"I'll be here right away."

Roland nodded and said, "Send the injured to the hospital for emergency treatment first. Save as many as you can. The scene here must be sealed off." As he was speaking, he saw the dagger on the ground. Because the pattern on the handle was vivid and extremely gorgeous, it attracted a lot of attention.

He walked over, put on gloves, grabbed the tip of the knife and slowly lifted it up. Several policemen nearby exclaimed: "What a beautiful knife." He frowned and handed it to the forensic doctor next to him: "Check for fingerprints and see if there are any clues." The forensic doctor was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing thick glasses and with gray hair. He coughed and said: "Captain Luo, do you think the owner of this knife committed the crime?"

Roland nodded and looked around. There were four people lying here, three with broken limbs and one without a head. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid the murderer has escaped."

The forensic doctor put away his knife and said, "Captain Luo, let me tell you what I think." There is an unwritten rule in the criminal police team that forensic doctors and police officers do their own work, and forensic doctors cannot arbitrarily interfere in cases and make random analyses. Criminal police officers hate this kind of behavior, as if it makes you look down on us, as if we are incompetent. But when Luo Lan became the captain, this unwritten rule was abolished, and anyone has the right to make an accurate analysis of the case.

The forensic doctor said: "Judging from the length and edge of this knife, it is impossible to cut the head. This kind of dagger can only be used for short-range stabbing. And from the scene, the wounds of several parties were caused by a very lethal sharp knife. I think it is unlikely that the murderer is the owner of this dagger."

Roland nodded. "What you said makes sense. But it only scratches the surface. Judging from the shape and appearance of this knife, it is made with extremely high forging technology and is very expensive. It is not something that ordinary people can afford. Look at these hooligans at the scene. They can only hold board knives and are not worthy of owning such a good knife. The one who can hold this knife must be a very powerful swordsman. Besides, the swordsman may not only hold this knife. The one who hurt people may have another weapon."

"Clap--"

Some people applauded, from far away and near.

Roland looked carefully and saw two old men coming in from the entrance, both of them were dressed in long gowns. The old man in the lead had pockmarks all over his face, his back was straight, and he looked majestic without even getting angry. The old man behind him looked respectful, but his expression was very vulgar. Roland breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the people coming: "Uncle Ma, you are here too."

Damazi laughed loudly: "As soon as I heard that Xiaofang was in danger, I brought Lao Lu here immediately. I couldn't help but applaud when I heard your analysis just now. Brother Lan, I hope I didn't delay your investigation."

Roland knew that this was a master, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Ma is a great man, and he cannot be invited." He introduced him to his subordinates: "Do you know who this is? Uncle Ma is 90 years old this year. When he was young, he was a patrolman in the Holy City." The police gathered around him and called him senior. Damazi smiled slightly, feeling very happy. Roland handed over the knife: "Uncle Ma, you are old and knowledgeable, you must recognize this."

Damazi saw that he was a senior in the martial arts world. He asked someone to take the gloves and put them on, and then he took the knife carefully. With just one look, his face changed immediately. He handed it to Lao Lu beside him. Lao Lu took it and looked at it from top to bottom, and his face changed too. The two of them didn't speak.

The police looked at each other, not daring to speak loudly, and whispered. At this time, the ambulance arrived, and Roland asked everyone else to assist the doctor in treating the injured. He pulled Damazi and Lao Lu aside and whispered, "Uncle Ma, do you recognize this knife?"

Da Mazi put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky which was turning pale. After a long time, he slowly lifted up his clothes and found a scar on his shriveled belly. The scar was only the size of a copper coin and looked very old. He put down his clothes and said calmly: "Don't underestimate this wound. It almost cost me my life. This wound was caused by this knife!"

Roland took a breath and said, "Who is the owner of this knife?"

"The Tiankui sect." Damazi looked at his puzzled eyes and said, "The Tiankui sect is a cult in Ju State. In ancient times, Yun State had a strange book called "The Return of All Laws to the Origin", which was introduced to Ju State during the Tang Dynasty. That place is really evil. A good book that brings together the great achievements of Yun State civilization was actually refined into evil magic by the people of Ju State. The evil place, the evil sect and the evil people gradually developed into a cult organization, which is the Tiankui sect. It is said that the founder of the sect, Gui Zangwan, had a strange encounter, and practiced evil magic. In the end, he was half human and half demon. He sucked human marrow fluid all his life, ate human flesh, and lived with insects. The canyon where he lived was full of mutant insects and beasts. The sect has been passed down from one line to another. I once met a descendant of the sect more than 70 years ago. He was the personal bodyguard of Nagano Ren, the chief of the military headquarters of the Holy City Ju State, and was nicknamed "Scorpion Warrior"!"

Roland was stunned: "Your injury"

"My injury was caused by the 'Scorpion Warrior'." Damazi sighed while holding the knife: "The Tiankui faction has reappeared in the arena, and the world is in chaos."

Xiao Fang sat in the car in a daze, curled up into a ball, her mind full of the cruel scene of Lu Rongfeng's blood vessels bursting. He fell softly to the ground, two lines of blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. Whenever she thought of this, her heart ached as if it was stabbed by a needle. She knew that she had fallen deeply in love with this big boy, even though he was a half-human, half-insect monster. At this time, the car door opened and two old men flashed in. Xiao Fang quickly wiped her tears: "Grandpa Ma."

Damazi's face was as gloomy as water, but his voice was very kind: "Xiaofang, I am a rough man and I speak directly. Can you tell me in detail what you saw tonight? This matter is of great importance, don't hide it."

Xiao Fang sobbed and hesitated. Old Lu interrupted, "Xiao Fang, your pockmarked grandfather and I are elders who have watched you grow up. Don't worry about anything, just speak up. If there is a problem, we can solve it together, is that okay?"

Xiao Fang wanted to protect Lu Rongfeng, but when she thought of Lu Rongfeng's life and death, she was powerless and could only rely on the pockmarked grandfather in front of her. Although this pockmarked grandfather was extremely ugly, he was very capable. Although Xiao Fang didn't know how powerful he was, she saw that everyone around her was respectful to this pockmarked grandfather since she was sensible. There was one thing that impressed her the most. When she was a child, she was taken by her parents to play at a friend's house. This friend was very powerful. At that time, he was the eldest son of a certain military district commander and lived in a garden villa by the sea. At that time, Xiao Fang was only seven or eight years old. Her uncle repeatedly told Xiao Fang not to go to the backyard, "because the old man was meeting a guest, meeting an old friend from many years ago." Xiao Fang was very naughty at the time, running around here and there, and somehow she ran to the back garden, only to see two old men pushing hands in Tai Chi in the middle of the yard, one of whom was pockmarked. The military district commander, who had retired at the time, called pockmarked grandfather "big brother" very respectfully. This incident left a deep impression on her.

She hesitated for a moment and told him everything that happened that night. Damazi and Lao Lu were stunned when they heard what happened. Lao Lu said softly, "Brother Ma, the one who used the Juguo sword must be him."

Damazi's face was gloomy: "It's this evil boy! I really didn't expect it." He said to Xiao Fang: "Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight. If anyone asks you again, just play dumb. Things are very tricky now, and I'm afraid there will be a big mess. I must find those mutants with super powers! There must be a huge conspiracy hidden in this! I can't let this matter continue to deteriorate."

Xiao Fang thought about it and told the two old men about Yao Gang and Xiao Ran hiding in the school. Damazi nodded: "There is no time to lose, I have to go meet them." Xiao Fang cried and held his hand: "Grandpa Ma, I beg you to save Lu Rongfeng, save him. After all, he is my lifesaver."

Damazi sighed: "This matter is incredible, and the twists and turns are unfathomable. I can only say that I will do my best."

The two old men got out of the police car and drove their own cars out of the messy neighborhood. Lao Lu was the driver and asked Damazi: "Brother Ma, where are we going first?"

Hemp Seed leaned back in the back seat and sighed, "Let's go find that evil boy first."

Old Lu nodded, and the car turned sideways and drove into the city. It was just dawn, and there were few people on the street, only those who got up early to do morning exercises. Old Lu drove straight to the fourth community. The two old men were silent, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was almost possible to squeeze water out of it.

After a while, Damazi said, "How many years have I raised that stinky boy?"

"I started raising him when he was ten years old, and it's been ten years since then," said Old Lu.

"How many decades does a person have?" Damazi rubbed his eyes. "I'm old, and I don't want to struggle anymore. But the wind doesn't stop even when the tree wants to be still. Old Lu, do you think I will kill him?"

Old Lu murmured after a while: "No."

Damazi nodded: "So, I want you to kill him later."

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the community. Two old men got out of the car, with Damazi in front and Lao Lu in the back, and hurried into the residential area. Not long after, they arrived in front of a building. The two men walked up to the fourth floor and knocked on the middle door. Not long after, they heard the sound of slippers, the door lock, and the door opened.

Standing in the door was Liu Guchan. He was wearing a thick coat and was soaking wet. The most eye-catching thing was the layers of gauze wrapped around his chest. The white gauze was now blood-red. Liu Guchan's face was pale. When he saw the person coming, he forced a smile and said, "Master, Grandpa Lu."

When Damazi saw Liu Guchan's appearance, his eyes seemed to become moist and he turned his face away from him.

Liu Guchan knew that his master had a bad temper, and he didn't know how he had offended him. He endured the pain and gasped. Lao Lu asked with concern: "Did you go on a business trip again last night?" This is a slang term for fighting. Liu Guchan smiled bitterly: "I can't help it. I have to do my job. The eldest brother of Longtoumen has always been good to me. Besides, he was also brought up by the master. We are brothers. It's okay for me to work harder, and I won't die."

Damazi said coldly: "You don't even want us to enter the house?"

Liu Guchan quickly dodged and said, "Master, Grandpa Lu, please come in."

This is a very ordinary apartment, with one bedroom and one living room. The room is messy, with torn newspapers, rotten lunch boxes and wine bottles all over the floor, and a pile of blood-soaked gauze that seems to have just been changed. There are many books scattered on the sofa. In an instant, there was something - indescribable - unusual and strange - like a rolling black air, very depressing. Damazi and Lao Lu are not the kind of people who have been on the battlefield for a long time. They have experienced many storms in their lives and are extremely sensitive. Both of them felt this strangeness at this time. They didn't say anything, but just looked at each other.

The house was strangely quiet. The residential area nearby didn't seem so quiet, which showed that the house had good sound insulation. The sound outside was almost inaudible. The silence in the house felt like the accumulation of cold air, and it was like the water at the bottom of a swamp without flow. No... it was not just silence, but there was something in the messy living room... there were also several layers of strange and ominous objects that Damazi had never felt before.

Liu Guchan sat on the bed opposite the sofa and said cautiously, "Master, Master Lu, what do you want from me?"

Damazi said, "Look at you, Guchan. I sent you to such a dangerous sect to train you. You won't blame me, will you?"

Liu Guchan knelt down with a plop and said with tears in his eyes: "Master, you raised me up so that I would not end up living on the streets. How can I ever repay you for your great kindness?"

Damazi seemed to be moved and helped him up: "We are destined to be together." At this time, Old Lu stood up and walked out. Liu Guchan raised his eyebrows and quickly stood up to block the door: "Grandpa Lu, where are you going?"

"I'm old and I need to pee urgently. Can I borrow your toilet for use, young man?"

"Grandpa Lu, my toilet is clogged, and I'm waiting for someone to come fix it these two days. Just bear with it for a while, there's a public toilet downstairs and on the left."

Old Lu grimaced, "I have to pee urgently. I can't hold it anymore. You can't watch me pee." Then he went to the toilet. Liu Guchan tried to pull his hand, but Old Lu was very quick. He turned his right hand into a spring and hit him in the middle of the palm. Liu Guchan responded quickly and also shot back. The two fingers hit each other and they both took a step back. Liu Guchan's face darkened, "Grandpa Lu, what do you mean by this?"

Damazi stood up suddenly, and with lightning speed, he grabbed Liu Guchan's pulse. Old Lu also reacted quickly. Taking advantage of this gap, he kicked open the door of the toilet. He saw a bloody mess in the toilet, the floor was full of the internal organs and fur of small animals, and broken bones and tendons were all over the walls. In the middle of the room, there was a bloody black cat hanging. The black cat had a very thin red rope tied to its head, and one end of the red rope was tied to the lamp on the ceiling. The black cat was not dead yet, and it struggled hard, with blood dripping down its body. Old Lu was stunned. At this moment, the cat screamed "Meow--Woo--"

The sound was so tragic that it was unparalleled.

The black cat unexpectedly fell from the sky and landed on the ground, with a pool of blood spurting everywhere. A closer look revealed that it was only the cat's body that had fallen to the ground, with its head still hanging on the red rope. The rope was swinging back and forth, and the cat's head was staring blankly at the ceiling with its eyes wide open and teeth bared.

While Lao Lu and Damazi were stunned, Liu Guchan broke free from his pulse gate and hit Damazi with his palm. Damazi slid out and said sternly, "Your acupuncture method came from Ju Country. Liu Guchan, what is your relationship with Tiankui Sect? What is your plan for coming here this time?"

Liu Guchan suddenly leaped, smashed the window glass, and flew out. When the two old men rushed to the window, they saw the boy tumbling several times in the air, and fell into the garbage heap downstairs with a "plop". He watched a white bone pierce out of his wrist, and he ignored the pain, barely stood up, covered his hand and ran away.

Damazi yelled, "Where are you running to?" He took out a steel ball from his pocket and hit it. The ball left a trail in the air and hit Liu Guchan on the shoulder. He stumbled into a car and drove away.

Old Lu glanced at Damazi, his pockmarked face turned pale with anger, and his hands were shaking. Liu Guchan and Damazi were like father and son. Damazi had been a soldier all his life, but he had no offspring. He treated this child as his own. Who knew that this kid was actually an undercover sent by the evil cult of Juguo to Yunguo? All his years of hard work had gone to waste, which was simply a heart-wrenching pain.

The two walked into the bathroom and took a closer look. The most bizarre thing was that there was a box at the bottom of the bathtub. The style was strange and the material looked like jade but not jade, iron but not iron. There were extremely complex patterns painted on the box using some unknown technique, including mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, and various exotic animals, all of which were lifelike.

Old Lu frowned: "Weird! The workmanship and decoration of this box are too unusual. It doesn't seem like something that can be made by modern handicrafts. The patterns are especially complex and delicate, as if they are hiding a mystery." He slowly opened the box. There was no mechanism, but the objects inside surprised the two old men.

In the center of the box was a thumb-sized heart, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, still moving. Below the heart, there were blood grooves as thin as spider silk. This box was obviously made by a famous artist, with incomparable carvings. Especially the blood grooves, which were as thin as a hair, crisscrossed and dense but not messy. The blood grooves were filled with red blood, which seemed to be the source of the entire heart's beating. The box formed an extremely sophisticated artificial blood circulation system, an artificial heart.

Damazi's face was gloomy. "This is fucking weird. This heart looks like it belongs to a cat. I have been hunting geese all my life, but in the end, I was still pierced by the geese. I never thought that I would adopt such a weird and ungrateful wolf."

There was a syringe in the slot next to the heart. It was small and exquisite, with half a tube of blood in it. Some blood was seeping out of the needle. It seemed that Liu Guchan was injecting himself just now. Before he finished, Damazi and Lao Lu came to the door. The two put away the things and prepared to go back for inspection.

It was already bright outside, and neither of them wanted to sleep. Damazi was particularly anxious, and felt that this matter was complicated. First, there was a person who could climb to the ceiling, and then there was a cult. With his years of experience, he was sure that there must be a huge conspiracy.

……

"Later, Grandpa Ma and his friends brought Yao Gang back to the Xiao family to discuss the matter. Sun Jingjing and her friends happened to come, so we went together to explore the mother cave again. You know, at that time Yao Gang had just escaped from the mother cave."

Xiao Fang said slowly.

Lu Rongfeng was stunned and asked in surprise: "So, Liu Guchan ran away?"

"Huh?" Xiao Fang was slightly startled, and her face turned pale instantly.

(End of this chapter)