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The Lei family ancestor was furious! If this matter was made public, it would be too embarrassing, so the Lei family ancestor only said that the fourth son of the Lei family went to a foreign continent for training and his return date was uncertain.

In his heart, he still hoped that one day Lei Sijun would change his mind and return to the Five Thunder Sect.

After that, the Lei family ancestor retreated for many years, but he didn't know that Lei Jiuzhen's resentment was getting deeper and deeper, and finally he hired a killer to assassinate him, and the brothers turned against each other.

Lei Jiuzhen held the jade card and stroked his face, overjoyed, "Brother, it turns out that you are not dead, that's great, great..." He laughed and couldn't help crying, "But brother, why didn't you come to see me for so many years, why?"

Suddenly, with a "whoosh", the jade card returned to the ancestor's hand, "What else do you have to say?"

Lei Jiuzhen kowtowed, "Grandson has nothing to say, I am willing to die! Thank you grandpa, before I die, tell me the news of my brother!"

"No! Lei Yitong was not killed by you!" A shout suddenly sounded next to him.

The person who shouted was Shi Feng. Although the Lei family ancestor attacked casually, the Lianxu ancestor's power was so profound that Shi Feng's meridians were sealed and he couldn't even speak.

In a hurry, Shi Feng drew a trace of mana from the stone pill, used the Nine Reverse Technique, broke through the throat acupuncture points, and shouted.

The Lei family ancestor glanced at Shi Feng, "The little thief really has some tricks!"

Shi Feng shouted hoarsely, "Jiu Gongzi, hurry up, go and catch Lei Zhendong!"

Lei Jiuzhen suddenly realized that only Lei Zhendong and Shi Feng knew about his assassination plan, and before Shi Feng entered Qifang Garden, Lei Zhendong came...

"Ah! By the way, it must be this dog thief who betrayed me, Grandpa, please quickly catch the traitor Lei Zhendong."

The Lei family ancestor frowned, "Lei Xingfeng."

"The subordinate is here!" A short and fat middle-aged man answered loudly. He was the chief steward of the inner hall.

"Go and capture that kid named Lei Zhendong, alive."

"Yes!"

After the middle-aged man left, the Lei family ancestor said nothing, but moved a chair to sit down and closed his eyes to think.

He didn't speak, so how could anyone dare to speak.

Not long after, the wind blew, and the big man named Lei Xingfeng came back again. He was in the late Jindan stage, and his body was as fast as lightning.

Lei Zhendong lived on the west side of Tianlei City, and it only took a cup of tea to go back and forth.

Lei Xingfeng was holding a person in his hand, and it was Lei Zhendong. When everyone took a closer look, they were all dumbfounded.

Lei Zhendong had a pistol stuck in his lower abdomen, his eyes were wide open, and he had died.

Without waiting for the ancestor to ask, Lei Xingfeng hurriedly reported, "Ancestor, I went to his room, and this guy is dead."

Everyone's eyes looked at Lei Jiuzhen. Lei Zhendong was his personal servant, and he had followed Lei Jiuzhen since he was a child.

"Someone must have framed my grandson!" While waiting, Lei Jiuzhen was reminded by Shi Feng and gradually came to his senses.

The Lei family ancestor said in a deep voice, "Why?"

"It's very simple. My grandson did ask fellow Daoist Shi to assassinate Lei Yitong, but I'm not stupid enough to use my purple gold chain knife to kill him, and leave the broken blade on the body."

In fact, this was also the most unsolvable question that the Lei family ancestor thought about with his eyes closed.

"Oh, someone is framing you, who could it be?"

"It must be Lei Zhendong! Four days ago, I had a fight with Daoist Fellow Shi outside Linzi City, and my purple gold chain knife was cut off and flew away.

I asked Lei Zhendong, the dog slave, to look for it, and he found two of them, saying that he couldn't find the last one.

At that time, there was the Zibo River below, and I thought that the blade fell into the river and was washed away by the water, so I didn't care.

I didn't expect that this dog thief hid it. He was deliberately trying to use this broken blade to frame me."

As he said, Lei Jiuzhen took out two more broken blades from the storage bag and placed them on the ground.

With the eyesight of the Lei family ancestor, he could recognize at a glance that the purple gold chain knife was cut off by a sharp blade, and the cuts of the three broken blades were exactly the same.

"Why did Lei Zhendong want to kill Lei Yitong? Even if he did, he is your confidant. Wasn't he ordered by you?"

Lei Jiuzhen gritted his teeth, "This guy must have betrayed me. I heard that he was eating, drinking, whoring and gambling outside and spent a lot of money. Grandpa, if I ordered him, I would never let him use my weapon to assassinate the eldest son."

A steward next to him interrupted, "With Lei Zhendong's magical power, how could he kill the eldest son. And if he killed the eldest son, why did he die?"

This middle-aged man was Lei Xiang. He and his brother Lei Qiao and father Lei Changmei all depended on the eldest son. Lei Yitong promoted them to serve as the steward of Xingtang.

The meaning of his words was obviously to question Lei Jiuzhen's lies.

The ancestor of the Lei family came over and looked down. There were no other scars on Lei Zhendong's body. It was just a shot that pierced his lower abdomen, killing him instantly.

"Is this the Thunder Shadow Silver Spear?"

"Yes!" Lei Xingfeng replied, "I remember that this short spear is Lei Zhendong's own magic weapon."

The Lei family ancestor frowned, "Xingfeng, did you find any signs of fighting in his room?"

"No, the tables and chairs are neatly arranged, Lei Zhendong is sitting in the chair, and even the teacup next to him is not broken."

The Lei family ancestor hurriedly asked, "Did you notice the temperature of the tea?"

Lei Xingfeng nodded, "I reached out and touched it, and the tea is still warm."

The Lei family ancestor sighed, "In that case, you were just a step slower! If you had gone a moment earlier, you might have stopped the murderer."

It is the dead of winter now, and the tea becomes cold after being poured out. The tea is still warm, which means Lei Zhendong has not been dead for long.

"Yes! In addition, I have checked and found that Lei Zhendong's storage bag is also on his waist, and no one has touched it."

"How is this possible?" The Lei family ancestor widened his eyes, "Even if the murderer's magical power is far superior to Lei Zhendong, he stabbed him to death with one move, so that there is no sign of fighting in the house.

But the murderer first took out the Thunder Shadow Silver Spear from his storage bag and then stabbed it into Lei Zhendong's chest. How could the storage bag not be destroyed?"

Lei Xingfeng shook his head, "I don't know."

The people in the room were speechless for a while, and they racked their brains, but couldn't figure out why this was the case.

The Lei family ancestor turned around twice, and suddenly asked Lei Changmei, "Is Ye Wuji, the divine doctor, here?"

"We will discuss matters in Suiyuan tonight, and the leaders of the seven alliances are all here. Just now, Master Ye also came to Tianlei City with his subordinates. Now, he is drinking tea in Changning Pavilion under the order of the ancestor."

The Lei family ancestor stroked his short beard, "First tie up Lao Jiu and this guy named Shi Feng, and lock them in the inner room. You go and ask Master Ye to come over.

He is a world-famous divine doctor. Let him come to check the injuries and see how Yitong and Lei Zhendong died."

"Yes!"

Lei Changmei came over, stretched out his right hand, and two ropes swam out of his sleeves like two black snakes, quickly tying Shi Feng and Lei Jiuzhen into a big dumpling.

This is Lei Changmei's magic weapon "Miexian Rope". Once tied, it locks the meridians and acupoints, let alone moving, even talking can't be said.

Lei Xingfeng came over and carried the two into the inner room.

Lei Yitong's study is divided into two rooms, the outer one is for reading and writing, and the inner one is for resting. There is a large bed with carved crabapple wood, and a faint fragrance.

Lei Xingfeng put Lei Jiuzhen on the big bed, and as for Shi Feng, he threw him on the floor.

Shi Feng could not see anything except the cold corner, but fortunately he could still hear the sound clearly.

Soon, footsteps were heard outside, and Ye Wuji walked into the study. He paused, obviously stunned by the scene in front of him.

Ye Wuji was a half-step Yuanying, and he immediately noticed the old man in the room, and hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, "Junior greets the ancestor."

The ancestor of the Lei family nodded slightly, "Doctor Ye, I have heard of your name for a long time. Today, I see that he is indeed handsome and extraordinary. He is worthy of being one of the four great sons of Qinzhong."

"Senior, you are too kind. I wonder what you want to do for me in the middle of the night?"