Mu Shao, your wife is not simple

Chapter 101 Tian Gang
The captain didn't speak, but asked the team members to carry the man's body away. Then, after sorting out the cause and effect of the incident and the condition of the body, they sent it to the headquarters of Tiangang Disha in the imperial capital.

The courtyard of the Imperial Capital Sanjin still looks like an old-fashioned building on the outside, but the inside has long been modernized.

It's scorching hot outside, and the cool breeze is blowing inside the house, not to mention there is an iced drink. Take a sip, it is refreshing, and every pore reveals a cool and refreshing feeling.

Cui Sifan was sitting on the rocking chair, drinking a drink while flipping through the materials that had just been uploaded on his tablet, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he saw something interesting.

Hong Feng pushed the door open, and the icy aura around him was even stronger than the cooling effect of the central air conditioner: "What's the matter?"

"I'll show you this." Cui Sifan raised his head and handed the tablet in his hand to Hong Feng.

Hong Feng took a look, and frowned: "Skinning madman?"

He didn't forget about this guy. A few years ago, he committed many bloody crimes. They surrounded and suppressed him twice, but that guy cunningly escaped them all.

Unexpectedly, he died.

"Who did it?" Hong Feng was curious, who could kill that slippery skinning maniac so simply, with one blow.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is no trace of fighting before the flaying madman died.

In other words, the opponent he encountered was the existence that killed him instantly.

The Peeling Maniac is already a master of energy transformation, even among them, there are only ten masters of energy transformation.

Back then, when the flaying madman escaped from a bloody case, he should have already started to transform his strength. Over the years, he couldn't bear it, and his strength must have improved by all means.

Who could kill him with one blow?

Is it the peak of strength?
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be..." Cui Sifan pushed his flat glasses and said with a smile, "Sharp Spear."

A crack appeared on Hong Feng's ice-like face: "Sharp Spear? Isn't it rumored that he is dead?"

"You said it too, it's a rumor." Cui Sifan stroked the wall of the glass with his fingers, and smiled meaningfully, "I'm just curious, why the dignified sharpshooter lives in seclusion in the small city of Lu."

"Lucheng is not small anymore, a second-tier city." Hong Feng said coldly.

Cui Sifan's smile instantly froze at the corner of his lips, he gritted his teeth and roared, "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak!"

Hong Feng glanced at Cui Sifan disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "Post-posing."

He couldn't understand Cui Sifan's gentle scum.

"Warrior!" Cui Sifan gritted his teeth and snorted, and waved his hand generously, "What do I care about with you?"

After speaking, he returned to the scholarly appearance of a modest gentleman.

"Why are you going?" Cui Sifan stopped Hong Feng who turned to leave.

"Looking for a sharp gun." Hong Feng replied without turning his head.

"He wants to live in seclusion, can you find him?" Cui Sifan shouted with a headache.

"Look for it." After Hong Feng finished speaking, his back, which was as straight as a sharp sword, disappeared into the night.

Cui Sifan shook his head helplessly and sighed: "What a martial artist."

After all, he took the tablet and whispered in doubt: "The sharp gun disappeared 18 years ago, why did it suddenly shoot this time? It's strange."

Naturally, Qin Ranran was not clear about what happened in the imperial capital. After she returned home, she was depressed.

(End of this chapter)