"What's the matter? Why are the village chiefs so anxious?"
"I heard that Zhang Xing is missing."
"Zhang Xing? Yeah, how come you haven't seen him?"
A group of people followed the village chief. As the news spread, everyone shook their heads and said that since last night, they have not seen Zhang Xing!
The atmosphere became more and more weird.
Everyone entered a compound, but not one of the dozens of people spoke. They all looked at the village chief and Zhang Xing's residence in front of them.
The closed wooden door seemed to have something terrifying about to surface.
"not good!"
When he walked to the wooden door, Li Yun's expression changed, "What a strong smell of blood!"
"What? Bloody smell? Why can't I smell it?"
Everyone was shocked, their eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Xing's door.
Zhang Xing lives in a glazed tiled house with high-end decorations, but Li Yun can't appreciate it right now. He runs infuriating, grabbing his fingers forward, squeezing the lock of the hard mahogany door like tofu, and then moves forward. Push open the wooden door.
boom!
A **** smell soaring into the sky quickly permeated, and everyone looked intently, their faces were all pale with horror, and the scene before them greatly challenged their ability to withstand their hearts.
Red, scarlet, blood red.
"vomit!"
Many people immediately vomited with nausea and vomited up all the breakfast they had eaten in the morning, with acid water tumbling in their stomachs, and it was really uncomfortable.
You must know that this group of people have been practicing martial arts for many years. Although they have never killed anyone, they have a fierce spirit.
Even the warriors of Zhangjiacun can't stand it, it can be seen how terrifying the room is!
"Qingyu."
Seeing her look ugly, Li Yun stretched out his palm to cover her eyes, gently rubbed her, and then turned her body to make Gong Qingyu, who was a little dazed, face outside the door and no longer look inside.
Although Gong Lianyi barely endured it, she didn't want to look more. The delicate body near Li Yun trembled slightly, lowering her eyes to stop looking at the seeping picture in the room.
"My grandson!!"
The village chief who recovered from the shock screamed and fainted, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
The scene was chaotic, and Li Yun shouted in a deep voice: "You first take the village chief to rest, and the rest take up arms to guard, and the ancestor worship ceremony is temporarily postponed. If possible, block the village to prevent the murderer from leaving!"
Everyone in Zhangjia Village made a mess, plus the village chief was dizzy and the group of dragons had no leader. After Li Yun gave the order, everyone subconsciously did it, and didn't even care about what Li Yun had done with them before.
But there are also some people who look to the wealthy businessman Wang Denian, who is also a more prestigious person in the village.
"...Just do what Mr. Li said!"
A trace of shame flashed in Wang Denian's eyes. He was also shocked by the horrible scene in the room just now, but Li Yun was the first to react.
Everyone in Zhangjia Village started to take action. The story of Zhang Xing's murder spread throughout the village. Many young martial arts practitioners were filled with outrage and shouted that the murderer would be cut off.
After they learned that the murderer probably hadn't left, they all surrounded the village in a swarm and forbade anyone to leave.
Although many guests expressed dissatisfaction with this, after the tragic death of Zhang Xing spread, they were all silent.
It is said that Zhang Xing died extremely tragically, and died after being tortured all night.
When the riots subsided, Li Yun took a deep breath and said to them: "Lian Yi, Qingyu, don't you go in, and guard me outside, Elder Zhou, how about you?"
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