The Ultimate Student in the City

"This is planting!" Li Zedao glanced at Qian Shaopeng who was already dead and couldn't die, his face was very ugly.

Li Zedao was skeptical about the master's killing of his grandfather... In other words, he felt that the master might or might not have done it.

Li Zedao still expressed his skepticism about the fact that the reason why Master stayed young and immortal was because he cruelly killed a three-year-old child and then used his liver to refine the elixir.

But regarding the matter of Master stealing the snake’s head secretly, Li Zedao believed that Qian Shaopeng was talking nonsense. After all, Master used to choose to pat his **** and leave when faced with a large amount of gold, and he would never go. At the second glance, how could you get the idea of ​​a snakehead?

Besides, the snake head was taken back from France more than 20 years ago. If Master wanted to get a finger on the snake head, he would have done it long ago, right?

Antarctica was silent and didn't say anything. In fact, what she wanted to say was that I didn't know.

In other words, she is also very messy now. She originally thought that Qian Shaopeng could help them solve the puzzle and finally find the snake head smoothly. Who knows, what Qian Shaopeng threw to them is another puzzle, or... problem!

If the snake head is really taken away by the hand of God, how can it be recovered? Not to mention whether he can be found, even if he is found, how can he **** the snake head back from his hand? The opponent is the hand of God, the hand of God who has a glorious legendary strength that is not under the flames.

"Take me to see Big Head and Iron Hand." Li Zedao said with a gloomy expression. No matter what method you use, you have to pry open the mouths of these two people.

Antarctica looked at Li Zedao with a murderous look, nodded, then turned and left the room.

Li Zedao swept the **** and scarred on the ground again, such as the corpse of a pig that had not had time to peel after being slaughtered, then exhaled deeply, and quickly followed the South Pole.

Soon, under the leadership of Antarctica, the two came to a room again. Antarctica looked back at Li Zedao and said, "The two of them are inside, so I won't go in."

"Well, I just need to go in by myself." Li Ze said he understood the reason why Antarctica didn't want to go in.

She could watch Qian Shaopeng being tortured by herself with great interest, and even let Li Zedao relieve Qian Shaopeng’s pain later. She wanted to visit a little longer, but she didn’t want to see the tragic situation of the big head and the iron hand. They used to be life and death comrades who could give their backs to each other, but now they have become like this, which is really regrettable.

Li Zedao opened the door and walked in. He soon walked out of the room, then looked at Antarctica with a strange expression on his face and said, "I don't know what I should say."

"What do you mean?" Antarctic brows suddenly raised.

"Look at it for yourself." Li Zedao took a deep breath and pointed to the room.

Antarctica glanced suspiciously at Li Zedao, and then strode in. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was first stunned, and then the face was completely cold, and his shoulders trembled slightly. An extremely fierce murderous aura exuded from all over his body.

"How could this be?" Antarctica stared at the two corpses, with a cold tone, his hands clenched into fists, "Who did it? Who did it?"

Yes, it was two corpses. The big head and iron hands that were good before have now become two corpses that still carry a little temperature but that temperature disappears little by little, and they don’t look like Qian Shao. Peng committed suicide by biting his teeth and exploding the biological bomb in his body, but both of them had their chests stained red with blood.

At this time, blood was still flowing out of the wound, it is conceivable that they had just been killed not long ago.

Strangely, there was no bit of pain and consternation on their faces. The possible explanation is that they died very quickly. They didn't expect that they would die or saw what the gunman looked like.

"Who did it?" Antarctica turned around, staring at Li Ze with sorrowful eyes.

"I don't know." Li Zedao smiled bitterly, and put his arm around the South Pole in his arms.

The Antarctic did not resist, did not reveal the knife, and his small face was deeply buried in Li Zedao's arms.

"Cry if you want." Li Zedao said.

Even with Li Zedao's encouragement, Antarctica still did not cry. She is an elite of the Shenlong organization. She is a killer weapon carefully cultivated by the country. She is a robot... How can she cry? In other words, she had forgotten how to cry.

A few minutes later, Yanhuang got the news and rushed to this room. After seeing the big head and iron hand who were already dead, the old face was already full of fierce murderousness, even standing on him. Li Zedao beside him felt an inexplicable pressure. He knew that the big boss of the Shenlong organization was angry.

"What's the situation?" Yanhuang asked, looking at Antarctica.

Antarctica has turned into the cold robot before, and his voice said dryly: "The time of death was half an hour ago. The cause of death was a shot in the chest and a bullet into the heart..."

With a loud noise, Yanhuang already slapped a slap on a dilapidated and dusty table, and then only heard a muffled sound of "click!" The table had become a pile of piles. Crushed.

"A gun? The other party actually used a gun?" Yan Huang couldn't see the extreme. As an elite of the Shenlong organization, the final way to die was to watch someone put the gun on his chest and pull the trigger, but he didn't have any resistance. It was really useless.

The elites of the Shenlong organization can die in battle, but cannot die in vain.

"And you were in this building half an hour ago. You didn't find any suspicious people? Forget it, you haven't heard the gunfire yet?"

"I heard the gunshots!" Antarctica's report was very formulaic, and his eyes fell on Li Zedao, "He did it."

"..." Li Zedao felt that Antarctica still has a talent for telling cold jokes.

Yan Huang's gaze fell on Li Zedao suddenly.

Li Zedao only felt that an extremely aggressive murderous intent immediately enveloped him, and immediately explained with a wry smile: "I did shoot, but Qian Shaopeng was the gun."

This is depressed in my heart, Antarctica is retaliating against the fact that I just held her in my arms.

Li Zedao did fire, and he even fired seven shots in a row, but his gun was aimed at Qian Shaopeng instead of the big head and iron hand in another room.

Yanhuang squatted down, inspected the bodies of the big head and the iron hand, then glanced sharply across the ground and this messy room, stood up and said to a man standing beside: "Someone has sneaked in. Step up your guard...remember, no matter what suspicious personality is found!"

"Yes!" the man said loudly.

"Also, call me all the surrounding surveillance, and see if I can find some clues."

"Yes!"

"You two go to my office." Yanhuang said, looking at Antarctica and Li Zedao.

A few minutes later, the three came to Yanhuang's office.

"Sit down," Yan Huang said.

Li Zedao sat side by side with Antarctica, Yanhuang sat opposite them.

"Qian Shaopeng committed suicide? But before committing suicide, he must reveal something, right? Let's talk about the matter." Yan Huang said.

Li Zedao turned his head and glanced at Antarctica, but saw that she was keeping her head down. There was no expression on her face, as if she hadn't heard Yan Huang's words, and it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with her.

He had no choice but to start saying: "Indeed, Qian Shaopeng did mention the person behind the scenes who instigated him to meddle the snake head before committing suicide.

"Who?" Yan Huang asked with his eyes slightly narrowed, and a very strong murderous aura burst out from his eyes. He knew that the big head and the iron hand were probably poisoned by the person behind the scenes.

Li Zedao was silent, and then took a deep breath and said, "Speak out, you may not believe it."

Yanhuang's eyes were narrowed again.

"God's hand, Wang Zi." Antarctica looked up at Yanhuang and said word by word.

"Wang Zi?" Yan Huang already looked moved. "You mean Wang Zi? How is this possible?"

"We also remain skeptical about Qian Shaopeng's statement." Antarctica glanced at Li Zedao and said, "So we want to find the big head and the iron hand to see if we can get confirmation from him. Who knows, they are already early. One step was murdered."

Yan Huang was silent, his murderous eyes staring at a purple clay teapot on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I think this is slander." Li Zedao said with a deep breath, "First, with my master's financial resources, why did he steal snake heads? For money? He doesn't need that money! Besides, there is a problem. I find it very strange, why Qian Shaopeng couldn't help but choose to commit suicide after he said that the person who instigated him behind the scenes was my master? He had already confessed but he chose to commit suicide. Is it too unreasonable? Is it possible to think that Qian Shaopeng’s mission is to finally let go of his torture and pour dirty water on my master’s head? When his mission is completed, then he can die?”

Li Zedao became more excited as he said: "As for the death of Big Head and Iron Hand, it is better to explain, because..."

Yanhuang waved his hand and stopped Li Zedao from continuing to say: "I take back what I said before, so don't get involved in this matter. What is the truth of the truth? Where is the real snake head now? Someone will investigate it clearly."

Li Zedao smiled bitterly, but he nodded helplessly, and when things developed like this, he was indeed not suitable for participating.