Are you crazy? He became an Immortal Emperor just after I became an immortal!

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard came here with a group of high-level people from the Jiaolong Society.

"Hall Master, that's him!"

The few people who were driven away just now pointed at Leng Wuqing and said angrily.

"I thought it was someone else, it turned out to be Leng Shenbu and Zhou family master who came to visit. I hope you will forgive me for not welcoming you."

The middle-aged man with a white face and no beard said with a fist.

"Hall Master? When did Brother Qi get demoted from the deputy leader of the Jiaolong Society to the hall master? The leader is dead, so why not get promoted?" Leng Wuqing sneered.

Qi Tianning was not angry, but sighed and said: "From now on, there will be no more Jiaolong Club, there will only be Wumeng Yizitang! And I am naturally the hall master, not the gang leader."

"Wumeng?"

Leng Wuqing was surprised and said quickly: "Could it be that Brother Zheng was killed by the Wumeng?"

"That's right!"

Qi Tianning's face became serious, and he said righteously: "Zheng Haisheng spoke rudely to the leader of the Wumeng, and he deserved to die!"

"Who is the leader of the Wumeng?" Leng Wuqing continued to ask.

Qi Tianning's face showed a trace of fear when he heard it, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know, at that time, I didn't even have the courage to look up at him, I only knew that his voice was very young."

"Ah, you..."

Zhou Ming was speechless.

Qi Tianning's nickname was Iron-hearted, but he didn't expect that one day his courage would be shattered by others.

Seeing that he could not get more useful information, Leng Wuqing did not bother Zhou Ming too much and took him away from Jiaolong Club, or now it can be called Wumeng Yizitang.

Because he had more important things to do!

"Let's go to the caravan!"

After getting on the carriage, Leng Wuqing asked the coachman to drive at full speed.

The carriage rushed around on the street, attracting a lot of abuse.

But Leng Wuqing didn't care about these. His innate spiritual sense told him that the next leader of Wumeng would definitely take action against the caravan!

This kind of spiritual sense was his talent and reliance for becoming a divine detective, and he would never doubt it.

Now he was racing against time!

When he arrived at the caravan, it was calm.

The gate of the caravan was not damaged, and there was no blood on the ground.

"It seems I'm not late."

Leng Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief. When he arrived at the door, he still asked worriedly: "Do you know the Wumeng?"

"What Wumeng?"

The gatekeepers felt puzzled. If they hadn't seen the two men in front of them dressed in extraordinary clothes and with bulging temples, they would have driven them away long ago.

"I am Zhou Ming, the head of the Zhou family. My friend and I want to meet your gang leader Pang Lei. Please let me know!"

Zhou Ming stepped forward and bowed. He and Pang Lei had some friendship and believed that the other party would never avoid meeting.

When the gatekeeper heard Zhou Ming introduce himself, he quickly changed his expression to flattering and said: "It turned out to be the head of the Zhou family, but the gang leader was idle at home today and did not come to the gang."

"Not good!"

Leng Wuqing's face changed, and he pulled Zhou Ming into the carriage.

Zhou Ming felt puzzled. Although Leng Shenbo was worried about the safety of the gang leader, was he so sure that the next target of the Wumeng leader would be him? What if it was someone else?

However, before the carriage reached the Pang family garden, a huge fire was seen from afar, the flames shot up into the sky, wanting to devour everything.

"That direction..." Leng Wuqing's face darkened.

When the carriage arrived at the Pang family garden, only a continuous ruin was seen.

"How did the fire go out so quickly?"

Zhou Ming was a little surprised and doubtful.

It took them only two incense sticks from seeing the fire to rushing here?

The sky-high flames were actually extinguished?

And the fire happened to burn only the Pang family garden, and the other houses around it did not burn a single piece of wood.

"This fire is not an ordinary open fire."

Leng Wuqing said coldly: "This is a great master who practices fire attribute internal skills, drawing the power of heaven and earth to create a heavenly fire!"

Zhou Ming was shocked and hesitated: "Grandmaster who practices fire attribute internal skills? There is no great master in Zhao Guo Jianghu! Could it be from abroad, or..."

There are only a few great masters in Zhao Guo Jianghu, and no one practices fire attribute internal skills. I heard that the royal family seems to have...

But it doesn't make sense. Why would the royal family hold a martial alliance hostage and hide it from Leng Wuqing, the Six Gates God Constable?

"In fact, there is another person..."

The figure of a young man emerged in Leng Wuqing's mind. He had used fire attribute true qi in Yuyang City, but that was just true qi after all, and it was still a long way from the great master!

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Leng Wuqing walked into the ruins, trying to find more evidence.

But in the end, except for hundreds of charred corpses, nothing was found.

Pang Lei's body was also among them.

The hand of Pang Lei, the black sand palm, is really black now.

It was just burnt black, not black sand black.

"I greet the master of the divine detective!"

At this time, the constables of the Six Gates also hurried over.

"Seal off the scene, don't let anyone get close."

Leng Wuqing gave the order.

There may be more clues inside, but he doesn't have much time to conduct a more detailed search now.

"Go back to the caravan! Since the other party has killed Pang Lei, the next step must be to subdue the caravan. I want to see who is behind this martial alliance."

Leng Wuqing's face was extremely cold.

Originally, he wanted to join forces to deal with Lu Changsheng, but suddenly a martial alliance jumped out to disrupt the situation. Naturally, his mood was not much better.

When Leng Wuqing and Zhou Ming came to the caravan again, it was still the same few gatekeepers. Everything seemed to be unchanged, but Leng Wuqing smelled a very faint smell of blood in the air, which was not there before.

"Friends, we want to meet the deputy leader of the caravan."

Zhou Ming stepped forward and clasped his fists.

Unexpectedly, the few people who had tried to please him before had a serious look on their faces, as if they were insulted, and shouted: "What horse gang, cow gang, open your dog eyes and look, this is Wumeng Bingzi Hall!"

Several gatekeepers dared to insult him, and Zhou Ming was so angry that his face turned blue and white. He pointed at the plaque above his head and jumped up and said: "Isn't it written with the two big words 'Ma Gang'? Are you bullying Zhou for being illiterate!"

"Make way!"

At this time, two young men came out carrying a new plaque. The bright red paint on it had not yet dried, but they replaced the old plaque.

Zhou Ming looked up again.

It was the five big words "Wumeng Bingzi Hall".

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Why did they move out at this time instead of earlier or later? Wasn't it intentional to embarrass him?

And this coincidental time also made Leng Wuqing seem to feel someone's bad taste.

Across the street, on a four-story restaurant.

The Suzaku Venerable was massaging the shoulders of a young man in white sitting by the window. Seeing Zhou Ming's angry look from afar, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Master, isn't this too bullying?"

"Bullying? This is just the beginning, it's just an appetizer, and a bigger surprise is waiting for them later!"

Lu Changsheng smiled slightly.

Since Leng Wuqing and the Zhou family wanted to weave a big net for him, he would naturally give them a taste of their own medicine!