The ultimate god of war in the city

The golden fat man immediately put on a flattering smile, came to the door of the box, and roared angrily at the people of the Red Eagle Club who were still accompanying him: "Where is Ma Yifei?"

At this time, the golden fat man couldn't care about anything else.

He has done everything that should be done, and he has tried to do what he shouldn't do.

Ma Yifei was here in front of him, but not long after, a phone call suddenly came, and he got up and went out. A

man's voice trembled and he replied.

The golden fat man looked back at Ling Feng, only to see that Ling Feng's expression was still the same, standing in place without the slightest intention of leaving.

Seeing this, the golden fat man could only face the people of the Red Eagle Society again and shouted coldly: "Go find me immediately, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to bring him to me."

When Ling Feng heard this, his expression was finally no longer so stern, and he nodded slightly, as if he was appreciating the attitude of the golden fat man.

Then he dodged into the private room.

The mysterious person who was originally sitting in the center and facing Ling Feng with a fearless expression no longer had the slightest arrogance on his face at this time.

There was a hint of fear in their eyes, a hint of worry, but a stiff smile on their faces.

Seeing Ling Feng enter the box, they hurriedly stood up and gave up their place.

"Sir, please sit here.

Ling Feng was not polite, and sat down directly, his eyes did not look at the three of them at all.

The three of them stood beside Ling Feng and waited respectfully.

After a while, Ling Feng suddenly asked, "Who are you?" "

Mr. Hui, we are from the Jiangbei Hongjia Martial Arts Pavilion, the old Hongnan, these two are my brother Hongbei and grandson Hongwu. The

old man said very politely.

"Jiangbei Hongjia Martial Arts Pavilion......"

Ling Feng muttered again, not taking it to heart.

Maybe for a person like Jin Dazhong, the Hong Family Martial Arts Pavilion is like thunder and a behemoth, but for Ling Feng, it is still like an ant, not worth mentioning.

Seeing that Ling Feng was no longer talking, Hong Nan closed his eyes and recuperated, and he didn't dare to say anything more, so he stepped aside.

There was a sudden silence in the box.

After another moment, Ling Feng said faintly: "Who are you

Hong Tianci?" As soon as he heard the three words Hong Tianci, Hong Nan's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a look of pride on his face, and said: "That's also an old and unfilial grandson!" Hong Tianci

, but a legendary figure among the younger generation in Jiangbei, is the pride of their Hong family.

Even the Hong family can have today's status, to a large extent, thanks to Hong Tianci.

Hong Tianci entered the war zone early in the morning, and in less than a year, he became a fourth-level general, and he can indeed be said to be the pride of the sky.

"Sir, do you know the godsend?" asked Hong Nan tentatively.

Ling Feng nodded slightly, and said extremely calmly: "Well, he called me a teacher."

"Hiss!!"

Hong Nan and Hong Bei glanced at each other, they did not doubt the truth of this sentence at all, and they also had a vague understanding of Ling Feng's identity.

The look on their faces was even more reverent.

......

A quarter of an hour later, the fat golden man walked into the private room sweating profusely.

The moment he entered the private room, Ling Feng's eyes opened.

"Bring him in!" Ling Feng said coldly.

Now that the golden fat man has returned, Ma Yifei's people must have also been found, otherwise the golden fat man would never dare to step into this box.

However, there was a trace of panic on the face of the golden fat man, and he hesitated for a moment before he cautiously spoke: "This master, Ma Yifei has found it, but ......"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the golden fat man's body like a knife.

"But what?"

the fat golden man heard this, his whole body suddenly weakened, and he collapsed to the ground, and on the ground, a layer of water and light slowly dispersed from under him.

"He, he, he's dead.

He said "he" several times in a row, which showed the fear in his heart.

The box seemed to be blown by a cold wind in an instant, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing, and everyone shivered unconsciously and snot.

Even Yang Fei, who was beside Ling Feng, had an intuition at this time, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This is a murderous aura, and it is also a sign that Ling Feng is extremely angry.

Yang Fei has followed Ling Feng for many years, and he doesn't know how many ups and downs he has experienced during this time, but he has never seen Ling Feng's current appearance.

He was a little worried in his heart, and persuaded in a low voice: "Big brother, there will always be a day when things will come to light, please take care of your health."

Ling Feng finally spoke, his voice no longer devoid of any emotion.

"Who did that?" said

the fat golden man, his voice trembling, "I don't know, when we found him, he fell on the edge of the wall outside the hotel."

Ling Feng said coldly: "What about the corpse?"

"Just outside the door

!" "Bring it in!" Ma

Yifei's body was quickly carried in, and there was indeed a scar on his neck, which was very hidden, exactly like what Qin Xiao had described.

However, Ling Feng still turned his head to look at the people around him, and said coldly: "Is he Ma Yifei?"

everyone nodded.

The corpse was already stiff, and it seemed that it had been dead for at least a while, Ling Feng glanced at Yang Fei beside him, and Yang Fei immediately got up and stepped forward.

Yang Fei squatted down next to the corpse, peeling off every layer of clothing on the corpse, until the corpse was already naked, and he finally stopped.

He looked at the corpse from his feet, scrutinizing every inch of the corpse's skin.

When the head was checked, Yang Fei's palm was scratched several times, and Ma Yifei's black hair was peeled off by the roots.

Yang Fei finally stood up and nodded to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng glanced back at everyone, and said in a cold voice, "I'll let you go today." "

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But Ling Feng's voice continued to sound.

"In the future, if I hear about any injustice in the Red Eagle Society, there will be no need for the Red Eagle Society to exist. "

The golden fat man changed color and lost his voice, and all the Red Eagle Society changed color and lost his voice.

One of the biggest businesses of the Red Eagle Society is to solve the things that some big people want to solve, but can't.

These things are often things that exist in the dark, if it is really as Ling Feng said, then wouldn't the Red Eagle Society have to decline in the future?

But Ling Feng is not here to discuss with them.

He's just giving an order.

Ling Feng left.

"Big brother, I have examined Ma Yifei's body, he died under the sentry arrow, and the wound is in the back of the head.

Ling Feng frowned slightly, and pondered for a moment.

"So, is the other party deliberately trying to avoid our tracking?"

Yang Fei nodded: "That's true, if we use a pistol or a sharp blade to kill the mouth, we can at least search for clues through the examination of the wound, but the sentry arrow is too ordinary, and there is no direction at all to trace it, and the wound can't give us any clues."

Ling Feng sneered.

"At least they gave us a very important message.

Yang Fei was a little surprised: "What information

?" Ling Feng said coldly: "Have you ever seen an ordinary person who can use a whistle arrow to penetrate someone else's skull?"

Yang Fei suddenly realized that Ma Yifei's body did not show the slightest sign of poisoning, which can indicate that he was pierced through the skull by a whistle arrow, damaging the brain to death.

Although there are many people who can do this, there are definitely not many people in this Han River.

"Big brother, do you want me to send someone to the Hanjiang Martial Arts Association to investigate, since the other party is a master, it is very likely that he is in the martial arts association.

Ling Feng shook his head, he could already sense that there was a huge conspiracy behind the death of his eldest brother Ling Yan.

And now, with his appearance, the people behind the conspiracy have begun to panic and are busy killing people and killing people, so there will definitely be no clues left in the Han River Martial Arts Association.

"Then we are now?" Yang Fei said with some confusion.

"Go home

!" "Huh?"

Ling Feng said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, since they have already made a move, it won't be long before they come to the door in person!"