Juefa's face suddenly turned livid: "Bai Yan, what do you mean by revealing my identity? Don't you know Wang Huan is here?"
"Do you think Brother Wang can't tell if I don't tell you? He has known for a long time that you are not a demon monk. You are far worse than a demon monk!" After Bai Yan said this, he ignored the distorted face of Juefa and turned to me. : "Brother Wang, everything in the inn is exactly the same as last night. See if you can find any clues."
I took a deep look at Bai Yan, pushed the door open and walked into the inn. As soon as I stepped one foot across the threshold, a strange smell of blood came out.
The first thing I saw when I stood at the door was a body hanging upside down by the guardrail on the second floor.
Bai Yan said behind me: "Brother Wang, what do you think of the cause of this brother's death?"
I walked over to the body and said, "This man must have gotten his feet tangled up in the rope while tying something, and he lost his footing and fell from the second floor."
"Because there was a rope tied to his feet, he did not fall to the ground immediately, but swayed along the rope several times. As a result, his head hit an iron nail on the pillar, and the nail penetrated his head and killed him on the spot."
"No!" I gestured and said, "Judging from the position where he fell, he shouldn't be swinging in the direction of the pillar. Was someone pushing him at that time?"
Bai Yan took a deep breath and said, "It was precisely because there was no one else nearby that it made people feel chilly."
Bai Yan looked at me and said: "I have never believed in ghosts and gods, but the moment I witnessed the situation, I couldn't help but feel that there was a ghost standing in your current position and pushed him hard. ah!"
As soon as Bai Yan finished speaking, a strange wind scraped against the ground and swirled up. The dark wind brought up the yellow sand, like a human mouth open on the ground, and broke into the relationship between me and Bai Yan with bursts of strange smiles. Swimming back and forth, as if preparing to choose someone to devour.
When the bitingly cold air swept towards our feet, Bai Yan and I didn't move at all. Behind us, Ren Tianqing and Juefa subconsciously moved a few steps away, as if they were afraid of being stared at by a ghost and becoming its next target. .
I said calmly: "I don't believe in ghosts and gods either. Some things will always have an explanation."
Bai Yan made a gesture of invitation: "Brother Wang, please continue!"
I kept saying "there's always an explanation" but actually couldn't find any clues.
The detective hands Bai Yan brought are all elites from the sect, and their skills are by no means comparable to ordinary warriors. Even if they are caught off guard and fall from upstairs, they will instinctively take action to protect themselves and will never let themselves swing in the air. The range is too large.
Although Western Inns have the habit of nailing nails on pillars or walls to hang clothes, the nail heads are often treated to prevent injuries. In order for a flat nail head to penetrate the human brain, extraordinary strength is required. How much does the person hanging in the air need to swing to achieve that kind of force
If we say that no one pushed the detective's hand at that time, no one would believe it.
From the perspective of exerting force, the person who pushed him should be standing where I was just now. Bai Yan would turn a blind eye to the person who suddenly appeared in the inn, and watch him kill his men, and still be indifferent
While I was thinking desperately, a second corpse appeared in front of me. The man was nailed to the ground alive by a broken beam. The beam, which was half a foot thick, not only penetrated the man, but also penetrated the body. At least half a meter into the ground.
I glanced at the severed left foot of the corpse and said solemnly: "Before this man was stabbed to death, his foot was stuck on the floor? Did any of you chop off his foot?"
Bai Yan nodded and said: "Yes, his foot was stuck in the floor at that time. The beam above his head was breaking again. Our brother cut off one of his feet in desperation."
I looked at Bai Yan: "Has no one ever thought about breaking the floor?"
Bai Yan shook his head slightly and said: "Everyone was there at that time, but we all seemed to be stunned. The only thing that came to mind was to pull his feet. No one thought about breaking up the floor. Including me."
Bai Yan's words made me frown several times.
If this were a group of ordinary people, I believe they would panic under the sudden change, but they are experts who have traveled around the world for a long time. Will they not know how to respond
I frowned and asked Bai Yan, "Then what's going on with you?"
Bai Yan smiled bitterly and said, "You might not believe it if I tell you. At that time, I suddenly felt the approach of death."
"Let's put it this way! You should have heard that after a person is critically ill, he will have a premonition that his life is approaching, right? My situation was similar at that time. I clearly felt that I was about to die, so I sat down Don’t dare to move in the house.”
"But the more I dare not move, the more I want to stand up. It's simply a battle between instinct and reason."
Bai Yan took a deep breath and said: "Fortunately, I arranged the sound transmission Gu in the town in advance and heard what Mr. Ye said. He was obviously hinting to me that I could break the disaster, but I would need to pay a certain price. That’s what happens next.”
I walked two steps in the room with my hands behind my back before saying, "I want to see the notes left by Sein Feihang."
"No!" Juefa said before Bai Yan could speak: "Those are things our people exchanged for their lives. How can we show it to others so easily?"
Bai Yan only hesitated for a moment, then Juefa said: "Don't you have Ye Xun? Let him calculate! What he calculated may be more accurate."
My face instantly darkened: "It seems that not enough of your people have died. I will come back to you when more people die."
I said something and got up and walked out, but Juefa said with a smile but not a smile: "I think you should say: Ye Xun is not crippled enough. When he is completely crippled, we can talk again, probably..."
Before Juefa finished speaking, I suddenly turned around and the knife in my hand came out smoothly. The light of the knife flew across several meters like a drill. By the time Juefa reacted, the tip of Mietian's knife had broken off the opponent's two front teeth and stabbed him. Into his mouth.
"I want your tongue!" I yelled coldly and turned my wrist outwards. As long as no one stopped me in the middle, flesh and blood would fly everywhere in a second.
At that time, there were only four people in the inn. Although Bai Yan was close to me, there was no time to make a move. Juefa had been suppressed. Ren Tianqing not only did not take action to save people, but instead grabbed the dagger and aimed at Bai Yan's neck.
Everyone felt that Jue Fa was bound to die, even he thought so. The moment I grasped the handle of the knife tightly, Jue Fa closed his eyes.
However, what I never expected was that even after exerting force on my wrist twice in a row, I was unable to turn Mie Tian's blade.
The sword that sharpens iron as much as mud is like a key that has been inserted into the wrong keyhole. No matter how hard I exert my force, the tip of the knife with the dark light will only tap lightly on Juefa's teeth twice. There is no way to go any further.
I took a step back in shock, pulled out Mie Tian and slashed towards the ground. The floor that was swept by the blade was split in half before it even had a chance to fly left and right. The three-foot-long knife sank into the ground in an instant like cutting paper. One foot in the ground.
My knife is not broken, my hand is not broken, and my murderous intention is not broken. Why can't I turn the handle of the knife just now
Not only me, but even Juefa, who had narrowly escaped death, was stunned on the spot. Until then, he couldn't believe that he could still survive. He looked at me dumbfounded, and even the corners of his mouth were still bleeding. Liu was completely unaware.
My heart was racing and I looked at Bai Yan: "Do you dare to let Juefa risk your life?"
Bai Yan pondered for a moment: "If I can't do it, if you want to bet, I'll do it!"
"Okay!" I raised my thumb: "If you die, our cooperation will continue. I will try my best to get your people out."
Bai Yan nodded and said: "I believe in Brother Wang's credibility. What do you want to do?"
I said solemnly: "Ask your men to bring in a gun."
Bai Yan just said hello, and soon someone brought in a German pistol from World War II. I deliberately removed the magazine and took a quick look before throwing the gun to Ren Tianqing: "Shoot at Bai Yan!"
"No!" Juefa and the detective who brought the gun in wanted to rush forward to stop him, but Bai Yan waved his hands and shouted angrily: "Everyone, retreat. If I die unfortunately, no one will be able to hold Brother Wang and Ren Tianqing responsible. , remember?"
The two of them wanted to say something more, but Bai Yan shouted angrily again: "If you remember, get out of here."
After the two people looked at each other, they slowly stepped aside. Ren Tianqing raised his hand and pulled the trigger. The pistol that was loaded with bullets just now made two empty noises.
After Juefa and the detective hand were shocked at the same time, they looked at each other inexplicably. Ren Tianqing was also holding a pistol and didn't know what to do.
"Give him the gun back, use my gun!" I took out the Magnum from my body and pointed it at Bai Yan: "Commander Bai, whether this is what we expected, we can tell with this shot."
Bai Yan looked at Magnum's gun and said calmly: "Let's do it!"
I nodded and pulled the trigger. The dazzling fire shot out from the barrel for a foot and then dissipated between me and Bai Yan. Bai Yan stood in front of me perfectly.
"Pay attention!" After I said these two words, I pulled the trigger three times in a row, and dazzling fire burst out. Bai Yan's eyes were fixed on the muzzle of the gun unblinkingly, until I pointed the smoking barrel at On the ground, he said: "Are your bullets not loaded with warheads?"
"Loaded!" I casually fired a shot to the side, and the strong firepower of the Magnum immediately opened a hole in the door panel: "I know my gun best. There is never a time when it is not loaded."
The detective also subconsciously fired a shot at an unoccupied place. Fire snakes also sprayed from the muzzle, and the bullets flew through the air.
"It's over!" Juefa didn't react until this moment: "We're all over, there's no way to save it, there's really no way to save it."