Ancient Wu killer mixed city

"Haha, don't be angry, I'm just kidding." Lu Yu said with a playful smile, "I really don't know this person, but he is very good at kung fu, and he should be a professional killer. And, you know, these days, with a cold It seems that there are not many people killing people with weapons. In the early years, I heard from the seniors in the martial arts circle that there is an organization called Han Ling in Jianghu. It is a killer group with a history of hundreds of years. I think you can make a fuss about it."

"Han Ling?" When the other party heard these two words, a look of astonishment flashed across his face. It was only for a moment, but Lu Yu could see it clearly.

"Have you heard of it?" Lu Yu asked.

"No, no, who said that there might be such an organization." He shook his head, as if suspicious.

"Yes, I doubt it too." Lu Yu followed his words, but kept muttering in his heart, no, there must be something wrong here.

As the saying goes, to explain is to cover up, and to cover up is to make up stories. The less he dares to admit it, the more it proves that there is a way in it. Things are getting more and more interesting. People like Bai Dao have also been involved. During the few years when I was away, What exactly happened.

No matter so much, let’s settle the matter in front of him first. After thinking about it, he stopped asking questions, but casually picked up a conch, and said leisurely, “Uncle, how did you find this guy.” He meant, of course, King Yaksha.

"It was reported by an old lady picking mushrooms." The other party replied.

"Picking mushrooms" Lu Yu couldn't help thinking of Xiaopang's affair, "Is there any witness?" [

"Yes." He replied without thinking.

"Who?" Lu Yu asked.

"This is confidential, and we are responsible to the witnesses." Obviously, the other party did not want to disclose it.

"Oh." Lu Yu shrugged, and stopped asking. People have already said so, is it necessary to ask more.He thought for a while, since it's not okay to ask directly, why not ask from the side, "I took a look at the wound, it should be made of a strange weapon."

"Tell me, what kind of weapon is it?"

Xiao Lu pulled out a piece of snail meat with a toothpick, and said leisurely with drooping eyelids, "Square edges, flat surface, at most no more than two feet, it should be an iron object."

"That's right! That's it." The police uncle's eyes lit up, "How did you see that?"

"Hehe, look at his wound, it's obvious that something square is poked in. Look at the back of the head, if it's a two-finger-wide strip. His skull is not broken, which means it wasn't caused by the long weapon." Lu Yu picked out the photo Come on, he talked endlessly, and when he had nothing to do, he even added a few jargons in the martial arts circle, which made the policeman on the opposite side stunned.

"Then, what do you think this weapon is?"

"I can't say for sure. It might be an iron ruler or a steel whip. It's also plausible to talk about the subduing magic pestle." Lu Yu continued, rubbing his clean-shaven chin, "Actually, there is another possibility."

"What?" The other party became more and more interested, and they all came close to Lu Yu.

"Iron fan."

"Yes! It's the iron fan!" The police uncle slapped the table excitedly, causing Lu Yu's chopsticks to fall to the ground.As soon as he bent over to pick it up, he saw a small black box under the table, which was very small.

Bug - what does this mean?Xiao Lu was not angry, but just waited and watched, took the chopsticks and threw them on the table, and continued to chat.

It may be a psychological effect, no matter how Lu Yu looked at the expression of the person opposite, his expression was a bit unnatural, and his excitement also seemed very artificial, and he began to inquire about it in a roundabout way. "It's for practicing martial arts, right?" [

"Ah."

"Tell me, do you still use iron fans in the martial arts world?"

"Have."

"Have you seen it?"

"I've seen it." Lu Yu naturally wanted to answer this way. If he said he hadn't seen it, wouldn't the other party's big fish be unhooked? It’s hard to find. Eh? Why do you ask this, could it be that the murderer used an iron fan to save him?”

"Eh, this..." The other party laughed a few times, as an admission.

I'm stupid, it's really an iron fan! ?

Lu Yu's back felt cold, Shang Kun's master Lu Tianshu was blinded by the iron fan!The Great Elder of Hanling, King Yasha, was also impaled to death by the iron fan!Is this a coincidence?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it. Besides, thinking about the previous scene, why did Liu Sheng withdraw from the Golden Cauldron Association, and who asked him to send three magic weapons? he.

"The person I admire the most." Thinking back on Liu Sheng's evaluation of his employer, Lu Yu felt a little unbelievable. This Japanese used to run across China and beat many martial arts seniors to their knees. Just like what he said at the cauldron meeting, those Those who deceive the world and steal their reputation regard him as the god of plague and avoid him.In front of such a bastard who sneers at Chinese martial arts, who can make him stand in awe.

He also heard that when Liu Sheng returned to Japan three years ago, he no longer used knives since then, and even passed on the family heirloom Sanriyue Zongjin to Ye Qing. This seemingly unreasonable behavior has a guess that is not a guess - empty resentment Said that the Great Elder Ashura once mentioned that three years ago, there was a battle in Hanling's Wangyou Valley.

There were five people present.

Ashura, Great Phoenix, Indra, all three are there.

What Liu Sheng faced was another one, his code name was Qinglong, a great master who retreated early and made everyone helpless.

In this world, there are so many masters, but there are very few who can be called the best.

Look at my magnificent China. For a hundred years, the only ones worthy of this title in the martial arts world are "Tiger Head Shaobao Sun Lutang, North and South Hero Du Xinwu, Eight Diagrams Patriarch Dong Haichuan, Tai Chi Master Yang Luchan, Sharpshooter Li Shuwen, Single Sword Li Cunyi" represented by a handful of people.And among the killers living in the darkness, perhaps he is the only one who can be called the ultimate, even if he is as powerful as Fujitora, he is far behind.

Who is Qinglong?Ten years ago, he was Han Ling's well-deserved number one master. Ten years later, he is a legend who can ignore the rules.Whether it's Dafenghuang, Fujitora, or even the mysterious God of Wealth, no one dares to boss him around.

Why, you ask?

The reason is simple, strength.

But why did he help me?Lu Yu really couldn't figure it out. In the nearly 20 years of his life, Lu Yu hadn't had any contact with him. It is still unknown what kind of purpose he has in mind when he has never met. However, now it seems that this person is a friend. Enemy, Lu Yu should really thank him.

"Boy, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Lu Yu's face was cloudy, the police gave him a shot.

"Oh, nothing, I just remembered someone."

"Who is it?" The other party asked with great interest.