Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Four people lay in disorder on the ground. Chen Benqi was wearing a sapphire blue robe that was outstanding. The high-quality material seemed to have been drawn up by branches, and it looked a bit dilapidated. The five blood holes on the costume are the most terrifying, the Juque, Qihai, Mingmen, left and right Qimen points, Ao Ran, who has deeply recorded the various acupuncture points of the human body in his mind, just one glance, He knew that the striker was ruthless enough, and the five blows were all on the death spot, without mercy.

The wounds of the other three people were all at the Tanzhong acupoint, and there was no trace of wounds elsewhere. Compared with Chen Benqi who was soaked in blood, these three people were dead clean and decent. Compared with this, everyone could clearly see the assailant's hatred for Chen Benqi Deep meaning.

When Chen Bao saw Chen Benqi's dead body, he knelt down and wept bitterly, and stated with a sob: "The guards assigned by the master of my family to the young master were all first-class martial arts in the village, but they were killed before they could persist in a few tricks. gone."

Luo Qi ignored his words, and only recruited Xia Wener and Xu Rongqi to observe the surroundings first. Although the surrounding trees, branches, and vegetation were all stained with blood, they were mostly neat, and the damage was not serious. Obviously, the few people did not fight for too long. .

Luo Qi lowered his brows, but Xia Wen'er smiled, and said in a flattering and praising tone: "There are very few traces of the fight, and the scope is not large. It should be over in just a few dozen moves."

If it weren't for the large number of people present, he would have been able to say "great" on the spot!

Xu Rongqi unbuttoned the clothes of several people and looked at them one by one, "All the wounds are no more than a finger and a half wide, and the sharp weapon goes straight into the acupuncture points without any tilt or misalignment. .”

Luo Qi nodded and gestured with his hand in the air, "This kind of wound can only be stabbed with a small weapon like a dagger. If you stab it with a long sword, it will be difficult to be so precise, and the strength will also be weakened." Some."

Luo Qi's gesture can be regarded as confirming Chen Bao's statement.

I don't know what level the Chen family's first-class guards are, but taking the lives of four people in just a few moves, there should be no more wounds, and there should be fewer wounds, just straight to the acupuncture points, it is indeed the style of the Jing family Undoubtedly, of course, this has to be a master.

Although the Jing family's kung fu can also be imitated, it is really difficult for outsiders to practice such skills.

The onlookers first cast aside Chen Benqi's blinding, gorgeous costumes that were looking for death, and finally began to quietly glance at the old men of the Jing family. Those who can have fun secretly, it is best that the two families can fight to the death, and both sides will suffer.But to be able to be so nimble, the Jing family must be of a certain age. Then which of these elderly people will have an enmity with a kid, and chase him to the middle of the mountain in the middle of the night to take his dog's life?

Chen Bao wiped away his tears, and stared at the old men of the Jing family standing in the front row with hatred, "After seeing the wound, you won't deny it, right? I, Chen Bao, am just a servant serving tea and water by the young master's side. I don't know much kung fu, but I saw him hold a dagger with my own eyes. I also watched many competitions between young masters and young ladies of the Jing family yesterday. Although I can't remember many, I can still tell the difference. The young master acted impartially and handed over the person who killed my young master!"

Everyone was silent.

Although the wound has been confirmed, it is really difficult to convict. There are so many people in the Jing family, who knows which one, Chen Bao's clue about the murderer is only the body shape, and all he can do now is to make all Jing family members of similar stature People come out and ask Chen Bao to identify them, but the difficulty should be too high.

Luo Qi was embarrassed for a moment, but thought of something else, and asked: "Chen Bao, how did you escape?"

Chen Bao also seemed to be taken aback, "The man didn't kill me, he killed the guards first, and then wanted to kill my young master. I tried my best to stand in front of my young master. He was responsible for all these injuries on my body. Later, he seemed impatient. , just kicked me away, my young master was stabbed several times by him before he could react."

After Chen Bao's words fell, Xia Wen'er asked first, "Your young master should probably die a little later, right?"

Chen Bao nodded.

Xia Wener smiled: "Then why did you come to report in the middle of the morning."

Chen Bao said anxiously: "I also wanted to hurry up, and I also wondered if my young master could be treated again, but it was dark and the road was steep, and I was so scared that I couldn't even walk, and it took me a long time to climb up."

After finishing speaking, Chen Bao suddenly looked resentful, with fear in his eyes: "Aren't you going to find the murderer who killed my young master?! Are you going to protect the Jing family too?"

Luo Qi frowned, "I just have doubts and want to ask clearly."

Chen Bao seemed to be unable to hear, and raised his voice: "If so, I must report this matter to my Patriarch! If you want to kill me, then come and kill me! I don't believe that you can still do it openly when there are so many children from aristocratic families in this continent. Murder to silence, but also to seal everyone's mouth!"

Ao Ran couldn't help but want to raise his forehead, under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter what, the Jing family couldn't do this. Does this person have to pour a basin of sewage on the Jing family?

Jing Fengguo looked at the hoarse man kneeling on the ground, and said slowly: "Since I, Jing Fengguo, said that if the murderer is confirmed, he will be sent to the Chen family to be punished. Naturally, he will not eat salt, but the premise is to confirm the murderer, so find someone at will. A child of the Jing family, put the crime on him, my Jing family will definitely not be able to do it!"

Chen Bao's eyes widened angrily, "What is the meaning of Mr. Jing's words, are you letting this matter go?"

Jing Fengguo didn't even look at him, and turned his head to tell Jing Wenshan, "Order someone to carry Mr. Chen's body back first."

Seeing that Chen Baoyu wanted to speak again, Jing Fengguo cut it off directly: "I will tell everyone in the Jing family to go to the martial arts arena, you can observe the body shape, and work hard for Mr. Luo and Wu Zuo to examine the corpse again to see if there are any clues. "

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Feng Zhuo, send someone to search the mountain again, looking for clues."

Jing Fengzhuo hastily replied yes.

Jing Fengguo looked at Chen Bao, "If you are worried, you can find someone you can trust."

Chen Bao was like a gourd with its mouth sawn off, suddenly speechless.

Jing Fengguo's arrangements are very meticulous. He has many rules, has a big temper, and has a lot of aura. Just standing there has a somewhat domineering feeling, and he is quite intimidating in front of the juniors. The son explained one by one, frankly and impartially, without any concealment, which gave Chen Bao enough face as a servant, and also convinced everyone.

After arranging a lot of things, Jing Fengguo frowned, apologizing a little more, "This match this morning is destined not to be held as scheduled, let Mr. Chen's servants identify the murderer with the remaining time, we Try to compete normally without wasting your time in the afternoon!"

The youngsters who really wanted to compete hurriedly responded with excitement in their words.

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"Father!"

Just as everyone was heading back home, Jing Ke flew over directly, with sweat on his forehead and a terrified expression, "Father!"

Just as Jing Wenshan breathed a sigh of relief, he was startled half to death by his appearance again, "Why don't you behave yourself anymore, don't you give up your appearance and posture?"

Jing Ke had no time to take into account Jing Wenshan's lesson, swallowed, his voice trembled out of tune, "Father! I found Wang... Wang Huailei!"

Jing Wenshan's forehead twitched suddenly, and the ominous premonition rushed to his forehead, and he couldn't suppress it. He suddenly didn't dare to answer Jing Ke's words, and stared at Jing Ke with prayer and doubt in his eyes.

Jing Ke didn't know if he was staring at him, or if he ran all the way and lost his strength, his whole body was shaking, and his voice was hoarse, "Wang Huailei is dead!"! ! !

"Wang Huailei is dead too!"

"Two died overnight?!"

"Did this Jing's family commit a crime last night?"

"Is Wang Huailei really dead? Where's Uncle Jin next to him?"

"Who is so powerful?"

"This...here, I slept all night, why did two people die all of a sudden! They are all from big families!"

The crowd seemed to be blown up, and they were not covering up at all, and there was no intention of shy away from their discussions. The death of two people overnight would probably be overwhelming for the Jing family. No matter what they were talking about, they probably ignored them.

Compared to everyone's astonishment, Jing Wenshan's soles shook and his head exploded in pain. Jing Ke hurriedly stretched out his hands to support him, but he himself was not much better. I can't accept it for a while.

After a while, Jing Wenshan said slowly, "Where did you find it, and how did you die?"

Jing Ke endured it and collected himself, "Wen, beside the hot spring, besides him, there is a maidservant and his two guards, all internal organs are broken, but there is no external injury."

Hearing this, both Jing Wenshan and Jing Fengguo breathed a sigh of relief, at least it wasn't the Jing family's method.