"Then I wish my brother can be more powerful than this friend." Duan Ling said.

After hearing this, Qiao Feng shook his head, sighed, looked depressed, and shook his head and said, "I originally hoped to make this friend, but now I'm afraid I can't do it."

Duan Ling asked, "Why? Could it be that Mr. Murong had killed the Beggars' Sect?"

Duan Ling smiled and expressed Qiao Feng's suspicion.

"Huh?!This..." Qiao Feng didn't expect Duan Ling to tell the whole story and said, "This, yes, I have a friend who died more than two months ago. People say it was Murong Fu's murder."

Duan Ling narrowed his eyes and said, "Will he give his own way to him?"

Qiao Feng said, "Yes. The fatal injury that my friend suffered was precisely his own unique skill of fame." At this point, his voice was choked and his expression was sore. He paused and said, "But the things in the world are full of strange things and are hard to predict. You cannot convict others rashly based on rumors. Brother foolishly came to Jiangnan to find out the truth."

Duan Ling patted Qiao Feng on the shoulder and said, "If there were other people in the Murong family, it might be."

Qiao Feng shook his head and said, "Oh, the Murong family's single lineage is something that everyone knows in the world. Of course, it is difficult to explain clearly at this time. My friend has been famous for a long time, is a gentle person, is humble, and has always acted very steadily, so he will not offend Mr. Murong for no reason. Why did he be plotted against? It is really confusing."

"Brother is talking about Ma Dayuan." Duan Ling had already started to pull the thread at this time.

"That's right! Brother, do you know something?" Qiao Feng asked anxiously.

Looking at Duan Ling shook her head, Qiao Feng was a little disappointed, but nodded secretly in his heart. That's right, if Duan Ling knew that this matter was strange and suspicious!

"But because I was looking for my elder brother, I had investigated some things in the "Beggars' Sect", so I inferred something from it." Duan Ling said.

"What?" Qiao Feng asked hurriedly.

In fact, his biggest wish now is not to find Murong Fu to ask clearly, but to know who the murderer is.

Logically speaking, Murong Fu could not kill Ma Dayuan at all. Even if he killed him, he would not be able to leave his own unique method. This was simply a tragic death.

Moreover, it has always been rumored that Murong Fu is a gentle young man, so Qiao Feng knew that finding Murong Fu was just a form, and it was basically impossible to ask anything.

Of course, even if Murong Fu is really the murderer, he may not say it himself and can only ask himself to investigate.

In this case, things can only be delayed longer.

And now, Duan Ling can actually say that something is wrong!

"Who did I just say to harm the elder brother?" Duan Ling asked back without answering.

"Quan Guanqing?! It's him again?" Qiao Feng frowned.

"No, but he is still from the Beggars' Sect." Duan Ling said affirmatively.

"Ah? Then who is from the Beggars' Sect?" Duan Ling's words seemed to have found something.

In fact, Qiao Feng still believed Duan Ling’s story about Quan Guanqing, because in the [Beggars’ Sect], although Quan Guanqing usually seems to listen to his own words, he has heard some gang members say that in private, how Quan Guanqing talks about himself.

But there is one thing that Qiao Feng doesn't understand, that is, Quan Guanqing, who seems to have started to "hate" himself since recent times.

What did you do?

When Qiao Feng recalled what he had done, he never had any worries. He was devoted to the development of the [Beggar Gang], and he could be said to have no guilt at all.

"According to my speculation, they are two people in the Beggars' Sect." Duan Ling looked at Qiao Feng.

"Which two?" Qiao Feng has confirmed that Duan Ling is not talking nonsense at all, because he talked about a lot of questions about the [Beggar Gang], even the issues of the elders of the passing of the martial arts and the law enforcement elders, and Duan Ling actually knew them all.

Qiao Feng took a breath of air at this time. How powerful is his brother? Why did he actually silently investigate his [Beggar Gang]!

If Duan Ling hadn't always emphasized that he had no malice, and Qiao Feng had a very good impression of Duan Ling, Qiao Feng even thought Duan Ling was simply an insider in the [Beggars' Sect].

"A good brother of yours, uh, I'm not talking about me..." Duan Ling was amused and crying when he saw Qiao Feng looking at him when he said 'good brother', but he was quite happy. In such a short time, he had become Qiao Feng's good brother. The ability of [Actor of Actor] was not in vain. "The other is a woman who is quite famous in the Beggars' Sect."

"Woman? Very famous..." Although Qiao Feng didn't know who Duan Ling was talking about, because there were too many good brothers. Of course, Qiao Feng also knew that some were good brothers, while others could only be 'good brothers', which was a vain. "Are you talking about Mrs. Ma?"

Qiao Feng said in an uncertain tone.

Looking at Duan Ling, "It shouldn't be!" Qiao Feng frowned, "How could Mrs. Ma harm her husband? And together with her good brothers... How could there be so many scums in the Beggars' Sect?"

"Brother, can you listen to me tell a story?" Duan Ling looked at Qiao Feng with frowning and felt a little happy. After all, Qiao Feng is not a Sherlock Holmes, and it is impossible for him to understand the matter.

"good!"

"In the past, a woman was pursued by a romantic and elegant man and abandoned. She had not been waiting for many years, so she could only marry someone from an older place."

Duan Ling looked at Qiao Feng, and Qiao Feng still frowned as he listened to Duan Ling's words. Could it be that it was because of drinking when he was a child that his IQ became lower?

"Although I'm married and that man treats him well, this woman is always unhappy. She hopes to get more, and she hopes that the unfaithful person can get the retribution she deserves."

Qiao Feng seemed to be already in the play, Duan Ling suddenly felt that he had a talent for storytelling. If he couldn't tell stories in the future, he would tell Abi and Azhu about the story of Little Red Riding Hood, and then bribed them with lollipops?

"Later, this woman met a man, a hero, and this man was her man's boss."

"Boss?" Qiao Feng was puzzled.

"Ahem, it's the higher-level person..." Duan Ling didn't expect that he would unconsciously use modern words when telling stories.

"Oh." Qiao Feng nodded, and he still said this to Duan Ling's hometown.
Chapter completed!