With his heart full of questions, Yi Zhiyan stared at He Feng with a pair of longing eyes, hoping that he could give a satisfactory answer. He Feng sighed deeply and said with great exhaustion, "You will know when you see the wound."
Yi Zhiyan and Zhou Fenghuang looked at each other with furrowed brows, doubts on their faces, as if they didn't understand what He Feng meant. There was silence in the car again, and the atmosphere was even weirder than before.
Under He Feng¡¯s guidance, the car quickly drove to a dilapidated alley. The houses in the alley were very old, the walls had peeled off, and there were some signs of broken walls, but there were still traces of people. There are many old men and women chatting at the entrance of the alley. Under the watchful eyes of many elderly people, the car drove through the alley. When it was almost at the end of the alley, it heard He Feng say: "Just stop here!"
The car stopped and the three of them got out of the car one after another.
In front of you is an old, low-rise house, estimated to be at least thirty years old. He Feng didn't say much and walked directly inside. Yi Zhiyan and Zhou Fenghuang looked at each other and walked in.
The house is indeed very dilapidated, but it is still clean. At least the yard is not overgrown with weeds.
"Go in! They are all inside." He Feng sighed as he walked to the door of the house.
Yi Zhiyan glanced at He Feng and stepped in without asking any questions.
The house is very monotonous, with almost no furniture, only a few simple tables, chairs, and benches, which makes it look extremely shabby. The most eye-catching thing is the white cloth spread in the center. It didn't take much thinking to guess that under the white cloth was Jimo Chang'an's body.
"What are you doing here?" Seeing Yi Zhiyan, Jimo Wudao scolded him angrily. Originally, their family was in harmony, but because of Yi Zhiyan, the younger sister's innocence was stained, the eldest sister was killed by Shao Yang, and now her father is also dead. The whole family fell apart in an instant. Even if Jimo Wudao had a strong heart, he couldn't bear this kind of blow. Naturally, they were not friendly to Yi Zhiyan and the others.
"I asked them to come." He Feng, who was standing at the door smoking a cigarette, suddenly said.
"Uncle He." Jimo Wudao shouted in confusion.
Uncle He, isn¡¯t it?
Looking at He Feng¡¯s appearance, how could he be a generation older than Jimo Wudao!
"This thing is too strange, and the mastermind behind it is definitely not simple. What happened to the Jimo family will also make the Zhou family afraid. Now you must share the same hatred and find the real murderer behind the scenes! There is absolutely no way to find the murderer by just one person. , even if you find out, you are definitely no match!" He Feng, who blew out a nice smoke ring, said in a heavy voice!
"He is right. Even if there was friction between the Zhou family and the Jimo family in the past, outsiders must not be allowed to do whatever they want in Tianjing!" Zhou Fenghuang said grandly!
Jimo Wudao didn¡¯t say anything else, he already chose the default!
Yi Zhiyan, who had not seen Jimo Yuling, was very worried, but he didn't know how to ask about what happened between him and Jimo Yuling.
"Whether it's Jimo's average skill or your Jimo's unreasonable skill, most people will never come close, let alone kill your family without leaving any clues. Can you tell me about the situation at that time?" Zhou Fenghuang said in a tone of voice. Asked gently! She knows the sadness in Jimo Wudao's heart. Now everyone is a united front, and Zhou Fenghuang, who has always been above the top, has learned to be considerate!
"The martial arts of this group of people are very strange, and their techniques are very unique. I have never seen such moves before. Their figures are ghostly and strange, and their attacks are vicious and vicious. They are all dressed in black, and their weapons are like swords, knives, and thin threads. That kind of weapon I've never seen it before. It's as hard as steel and extremely sharp. When we were escaping with my father, we killed three people together. But there were too many of them. My father was stabbed three times to save us. One of them went straight into the heart." Jimo Wu Dao said in a sad voice!
After hearing Jimo Wudao¡¯s story, Yi Zhiyan and Zhou Fenghuang were very confused!
Because there is no useful clue in what Jimo Wudao said! There is no trace of the killer at all!
Yi Zhiyan, who was a killer in his previous life, has a keen sense of danger. He has fought against Jimo Wudao, so he naturally knows the opponent's skills. He was able to force Jimo Wudao to be unable to fight back, which shows how powerful the killer is!
But why did these people suddenly attack the Jimo family?
?????????? Isn¡¯t this just trying to scare the snake away?
" Yi Zhiyan, who was puzzled, did not continue to ask. He stood in front of Jimo Changjun's body, bowed respectfully three times, and gently lifted off the white cloth on the body.
Jimo, who was considered a hero, died very peacefully every time. There was not even a trace of blood on his body. He didn¡¯t want to be stabbed three times in a row! Yi Zhiyan squatted down and started to check the wound!
Sure enough, it has the same wounds as the corpses of the Jimo family!
Jimo averaged three hits per game!
One knife in the abdomen, one in the neck, and one straight into the heart!
Logically speaking, the wounds caused by these three swords are very deep and should lead to heavy bleeding. However, the average wound in Jimo only has faint traces of blood. The only way to achieve this is because the strike is as fast as lightning and the wound is It's an acupuncture point. Yi Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart. Someone with such skills was simply too powerful!
Completely killing people invisible!
"Did you find anything?" Looking at Yi Zhiyan's solemn expression, Zhou Fenghuang asked quickly!
Yi Zhiyan shook his head helplessly. He had never seen such a magical technique before. This kind of injury was simply beyond human control! Are these people really human? Yi Zhiyan couldn't help but have such a question in his mind!
"He Feng, you also use thin weapons, what do you think?" Yi Zhiyan stood up and glanced at He Feng, who was leaning on the door rail, and asked!
"Quick, accurate, and ruthless. The killer has no fixed moves, but he coordinates them so skillfully. I doubt these are human beings!" He Feng's voice trembled slightly as he recounted his inner thoughts. He was equally shocked when he saw the wounds on Jimo's body for the first time. He never thought that people could practice martial arts to such an extent!
And there is more than one such powerful person!
Rather, it¡¯s a group of people. What exactly is this concept?
If these people are a group and there are people behind them controlling them, how powerful are the people behind them?
Just thinking about it makes me sweat!
"Not a human being? How is this possible?" Zhou Fenghuang said in surprise after hearing He Feng's story!
Although Zhouyi Bagua can be regarded as a calculation that is divorced from reality, it cannot be separated from the evolution laws of nature and does not imply the theory of gods and ghosts. But He Feng's words clearly defined the person who killed Jimo Changjun as a ghost!
This is absolutely impossible!
How can modern young people who have received scientific knowledge believe in the theory of gods and ghosts!
That is absolutely nonsense!
While everyone was deep in thought, a person walked out of the back room. Yi Zhiyan subconsciously looked up and saw that it was Jimo Yuling who had had a relationship with him. At this time, Jimo Yuling was no longer as cute and innocent as when Yi Zhiyan first met her. She exuded a distressing coldness, and her eyes exuded a strong killing intent!
"What are they doing here?" Jimo Yuling, who was standing at the door of the back room, glanced at the two of them and said in a cold voice.