. "That is to say......" HP sat opposite Goku and slowly stroked his chin with his hand, "Monkey Mingxin was stabbed to death by some slut! Well, I'm talking to you, Goku, what are you thinking?"

What do you think? Of course, I am thinking that senior brother, you are becoming more and more like Lu Zhishen now

However, Wukong still dared not say this to HP directly. When speaking, HP, the animal, completely broke through a person's limit. His physical fitness and strength were still above the peak when he was in his thirties. Coupled with the problem of experience, his combat power had completely broken through the sky.

If one sentence is wrong and makes me unhappy, this guy might have suppressed himself by force.

Although I am very awesome now and may win even if I fight Jixing alone, I will fight HP one-on-one. Wukong thought about it and said, "Well, if I don't use a pistol, I will definitely not be my opponent."

So, I hate these talented skincats the most, it’s not scientific at all!

"What else can I think," Wukong replied lazily, "Of course I was thinking that these guys who killed Monk Mingxin were so rampant that they were chasing Jiangzhou. If I don't give them a gift, I'm really sorry for their hard work!"

"Meeting gift?" HP mocked his chin with his hands, "What is it?"

"The most precious thing in the world..."

"Little Langjun, Little Langjun..." Just as HP was about to continue asking, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps outside the door, "We found it, we found it!"

"Did you see it?" Wukong dusted his sleeves and stood up calmly, "I'm going to have my gift coming to my door."

A quarter of an hour later, Wukong carrying a tin staff, Zhixing with a stick, and HP had already walked out of Lu Mansion, led by Cui Yining, and headed straight to the west of the city.

"Little Langjun, are you here?" When Wukong and the others arrived at the east street of the west city, Sun Depei, who had been waiting here, greeted him with a smile on his face. "The little one has checked carefully. In the past few days, there are only two groups of people from Yangzhou who have entered our Jiangzhou, one group of three people, one group of two people, and one group of two people. The little one has checked again..."

"Don't tell me this nonsense, who do you think is suspicious?"

"It's just the two people who live in this inn!" Sun Depei pointed at the inn next to him with his hand.

"Jixiang Inn?" Wukong glanced at the inn's signboard and sneered, "What a bad name! Which room do you live in?"

"Sun Er······" Cui Yining glanced at Sun Depei, who was still in the mimi, and then kicked him without hesitation, "Young man asks you, where is the room you are in?"

"Dizi Room No. 2!" Sun Depei quickly answered, and then asked again. "What are you planning to do with Xiaolangjun?"

"What do you think?" Wukong shook the tin staff in his hand and walked towards the inn. HP and Zhixing followed him in.

"Mr. Cui is going to go in and arrest people directly?" Sun Depei was stunned for a moment, turned his head to Cui Yining and said, "Do we notify the yamen first..."

"Sun Er!" Cui Yining glanced at him coldly, "You are a gang member, not a yamen member!"

"Tianzi, Dizi, yes, here!" Wukong walked straight into the inn with a tin staff, glanced left and right, then went up the second floor along the steps. "Tianzi, No. 1, Dizi, No. 2... Well, it's here!"

As he said that, Wukong took action lightly and buckled the door a few times!

"Who!" A thicker voice came from the room.

"The person who wants the debt!" After confirming that there was someone in the room, Wukong turned around and kicked the door without hesitation, "You two guys, you owe me my debt, do you still want to run away?"

Before Wukong could finish his speech, he rushed into the room with a tin staff, then turned his body and kicked him with his back to him, as if he was eating.

With a bang, without any suspense, this man who was not prepared at all was kicked off the stool by Wukong and pierced to the ground. Then Wukong took back the kick and Mi You, but followed the kicked man and fell down. Just as the man's head hit the ground, he had already made up for another kick without hesitation.

With a gala, the big man tilted his head and fainted.

"Who are you?" Just after Goku kicked the big man in front of him and turned into a daze, the big man sitting opposite him reacted, "What do you want to do?"

"I'm not saying it very clearly?" Wukong held the tin staff, a naive smile appeared on his face, and walked towards the person who was talking step by step, "I'm here to collect debts."

"What debt?"

"You guess?" Goku grinned, "There will be a prize if you guess correctly!"

While saying that, Goku stepped towards the man, "Of course, you have to guess what prizes you have. This is a serial prize..."

When talking about the word "Serial Award", Wukong also walked to the left side of the table in front of the man, and then raised his feet again without any warning. This time, he kicked the table from bottom to top, lifted the table directly, and smashed it down at the man. Wukong took another step, using the tin staff in his hand to support it, and then planned to raise his feet again.

In Wukong's opinion, the archer who attacked the prostitute outside Cuiyun Tower yesterday shot very accurately. You know, the killer was at least fifty steps away from Wukong and the others at the roof opposite the street, which was quite not close. Even the legendary sharpshooters were only a hundred steps to penetrate the willow.

Being able to have such good archery skills is enough to prove that these killers are all cruel, so Goku goes all out as soon as he takes action, but something unexpected happens.

Originally, Wukong estimated that he kicked the table up by himself, so the guy on the opposite side should have three ways to deal with it: first, immediately lean back, and even the person fell on the stool, then rolled back, and immediately picked up the fallen stool to attack, or retreat or retreat from the window. This is the best strategy. Second, immediately dodge to the right and pick up the stool under his butt, which is the middle strategy. Third, the worst strategy is to stay in place, punch or foot, and fight hard with the table. This is the worst strategy.

Therefore, when Wukong kicked the table, he was ready to fight back again. If he chose the best strategy, Wukong would jump up and chase after him and attack with a tin staff. If he was Zhongce, he would kick directly and kick him while he was dodging towards him. If he chose the worst strategy, Wukong would kick him again after he fought against the table.

But Wukong never expected that the person sitting opposite the table would choose... he was hit by the table with his face motionless and then was directly flipped by the table. With a gurgle, he fell backwards. Then with a bang, the back of the man's head fell to the ground, and he fainted when he rolled his eyes.

I'm sorry, this is a situation!

You know, when he went out this time, Wukong was afraid that he would not be alone enough to let the killer escape, so he brought Zhixing and HP to come together, just to prepare for a tough battle.

But what was going on? I rushed in. I first knocked down one by one, and then I just knocked down the second one with a simple kick! HP and Zhixing, who followed me, didn't even have room to take action, and the matter was solved.

Are these two guys really the killers who assassinated them yesterday?

"Sun Er, are you sure they are these two guys?" Wukong turned his head and looked at Sun Depei standing at the door, "They are too weak!"

"Little Langjun, I dare to assure you that in the past three days, there are only these five people with Yangzhou accents who have entered our Jiangzhou City. In addition to these two people, there are three more. But those three people were with Chen San at the dock all day yesterday, so it was definitely not them!"

"The other three have been with Chen San all day?" Wukong swept over Sun Depei with his sharp eyes, "Are you sure?"

"That's what Chen San told me." Sun Depei felt sweat falling from his forehead, "I definitely didn't lie."

"Okay, since Chen San said that, I'll believe him once." Wukong nodded and gently kicked the two people who fell to the ground with his feet. "But look at the two guys, they really don't look like... Well, what is this?"

"What's wrong, Goku?" HP asked next to him.

"Damn!" Wukong cursed hatefully, "I'm careless!"

As he said that, Goku reached out and turned over the first person he had been attacked by him, and pressed the man's neck for a while, "This guy is actually dead!"

"Dead?"

"Yes!" Wukong pried open the man's mouth with a tin stick and looked inside, "It's probably the poison I took. Well, that's right, it's snake venom. I can't tell, this guy is actually a dead soldier!"

"This one is dead, what about the other one?" Zhixing rolled up his sleeves and walked to the person who was knocked unconscious by the table, mocking his neck with his hands, "Well, this person is still alive. How about it, will you just ask here?"

"Forget it!" HP said, "If you continue to struggle, there will be too many people watching the fun."

"Yeah!" Wukong agreed, "Sun Er, go and raise this dead man on the ground. Senior Brother Zhixing, please help the other guy up and take it back to the Xinlian Gang to talk about it."

"Okay!" Zhixing said simply, then reached out to pick up a guy on the ground.

"This..." Looking at the corpse on the ground, Sun Depei's face looked a little bad.

"What?" Wukong turned his head and looked at Sun Depei, "Sun Er, haven't you heard me?"

"This..." Sun Depei hesitated for a moment, "Little Langjun, can you let me support that living guy? That, I'm a little..."

"Bad!" Cui Yining, who was on the side, kicked him without hesitation, "Aren't you very fierce when you were fighting?"

"Fighting is a fight, but I have never helped someone dead!"

"Forget it, Senior Brother HP, please trouble you!" Wukong did not talk to Sun Depei anymore, but turned his head to HP and said, "Let's leave here quickly!"

Which dead person was HP holding, and which survivor was Zhixing carrying. Wukong and Cui Yining took Sun Depei and walked down the stairs. At this time, they saw the shopkeeper of Jixiang Inn standing under the steps, looking at them with a pleasing god.

"These two guys are wanted criminals by the government, Fu Gongyou's thief party!" Looking at the shopkeeper's appearance, Cui Yining immediately met him, "We have already taken it away, do you know what to do?"

"I know, I know!" The shopkeeper nodded and bowed.

"It's good that you know!" Cui Yining threw out a bunch of money, "These are compensation for the losses in your store!"

"Thank you Cui Dalang, thank you Cui Dalang!" The shopkeeper reached out to catch the money and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"Little husband, let's go!" Cui Yining turned around and said to Wukong.

"Yes!" Wukong nodded, and then the group of them walked out of the inn smoothly.

"Wukong, you, Manager Cui, are very skilled in doing these things!" Zhixing tilted his head and suddenly said, "Don't you often do similar things!"

"You ask me about this kind of thing?" Wukong gave Zhixing a pure smile, "What do you think a monk as good as me may know?"

With a plop, a body was thrown into the corner.

With another plop, a living person was thrown into the corner.

"Okay, this brother, I know you are still alive." Wukong squatted down in front of the living person with a smile, poked his body with the tin stick in his hand, "How about it, get up and chat with me!"

The man's eyes were closed and he didn't move, as if he was still in a dizzy state!

"Have you woke up yet?" Wukong smiled like a demon, "This is simple, Sun Er, bring me a fire tong..."

"No!" After hearing this, the man immediately opened his eyes and sat up rubbing his hands. Then he knelt on the ground with a bang, and knocked one with a thud, "Good man, please spare my life!"

"I want me to spare you, it's very simple!" Wukong replied with a smile, "I said, where did you come from? Why do you want to assassinate me? As long as you say everything, I will spare your life!"

"I didn't assassinate..."

"No assassination, you didn't assassinate. Didn't I, a ghost shot yesterday?" With a snap, Wukong had already thrown a pair of bows and arrows to the ground. "I have also captured the stolen stolen people, are I wronging you?"

"This bow and arrow are not mine!" After seeing the bow and arrow, this man immediately started to knock, "I can't shoot arrows, little man!"

"Don't let me pretend to be garlic here with me!" Wukong thorned his staff without hesitation, rubbed the man's cheek and tugged it on the wall. "If you talk nonsense again, I might not be so accurate next time!"

"I don't talk nonsense!" The man's face was so scared that he was white. "I really can't shoot arrows, nor is it an assassin. The villain is just a boatman who runs a boat......"

After Wukong's torture and confession, this guy soon took everything.

It turned out that this guy was named Song Jian, from Yangzhou, but his home was not in Yangzhou, but in Hangzhou. His usual job was to help in the boat shop. Now he was almost the helmsman at the helm. And the dead guy was Song Jian's cousin, named Ma Biao.

This time, Song Jian transported a batch of cloth from Hangzhou to Jiangzhou, but just before he set out, Ma Biao suddenly found him and said he wanted to take his boat to Jiangzhou. Because they were all relatives, he agreed.

"So, you don't know what your cousin does?"
To be continued...