Treasure

Chapter 63 Doubt

Zhao Daotu stared at the direction of the middle-aged man's disappearance. After looking at it for a long time, he was unwilling and very unwilling.

Who is this person? Why does he know so many things and what is his next plan? Many questions appeared in Zhao Daotu's mind, and Zhao Daotu suddenly had a feeling of being strangled to death.

All the opportunities must be in his own hands to succeed. Zhao Daotu is convinced of this, but now, he seems to have lost the opportunity.

The appearance of middle-aged people, with a lingering haze, makes Zhao Daotu's mood no longer excited.

Will all your efforts be in vain? Zhao Daotu clenched his fist. He looked at the BMW, which had been burned to ashes, suddenly turned around and quickly flashed into the darkness.

When Zhao Daotu returned to Xuanmen Pavilion, it was almost dawn. He knocked on the door of Xuanmen Pavilion numbly.

After three sounds, Zhao Zheng appeared. He stared at Zhao Daotu with a strange expression.

Probably he would like to ask, why did Zhao Daotu appear now?

Zhao Daotu didn't say anything and quickly walked into the Xuanmen Pavilion.

The door was closed in an instant, and the whole living room was dead.

Zhao Daotu sat weakly on the teacher's chair and didn't even want to change his clothes. He silently lit a cigarette and smoked two sips fiercely.

"Hey..."

This sigh made Zhao Daotu feel tired.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zheng had been staring at Zhao Daotu's expression tightly. He could see that Zhao Daotu sighed sincerely.

Something must have happened. This is Zhao Zheng's first thought. Although there is also a suspicion of Zhao Daotu in his mind, at this moment, the two of them are still standing on the same rope on the united front.

"The lame fourth is dead!"

Zhao Daotu said calmly.

Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. What did he think it was? The lame fourth is dead? Isn't Zhao Daotu going out tonight to kill this bastard?

"Isn't it tricky to kill him?" Zhao Zheng asked.

Zhao Daotu shook his head, "It's not me who killed him, someone else!"

"Who?"

"I don't know either!" Zhao Daotu shook his head.

"You don't know?" Zhao Zheng was angry, "How can you not know that you are not tonight..."

Zhao Daotu smoked two cigarettes fiercely. "Lao Si did go to October Feng tonight, and talked very unpleasantly with those two kids. After he came out, I followed all the way. The car went to the suburbs, but was stopped by another person."

"Who?"

Zhao Daotu didn't care about Zhao Zheng's questions. He seemed to be immersed in the battle with the middle-aged man just now.

He said silently, "Someone stopped the lame fourth, killed his two bodyguards, and finally stuck the lame fourth in the car and set fire to him."

"Destroy the corpse?"

Zhao Daotu nodded, "When this man was about to leave, I appeared, but things were much worse than I thought."

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything. He knew that what Zhao Daotu said was not a lie, because the expression on his face could not lie. When it came to this, Zhao Daotu's face was clearly a frightened expression. This expression was very strange, a little aggrieved, and even more confused.

"When I appeared, the man actually smiled. He said that he knew that I followed the lame fourth all the way, and..."

"And what?"

"And he knows everything about us."

"What does everything mean?"

"For everything about October Feng, he knew that we released the sentence Nirvana Rebirth Ghost Axe Box. He even knew that we deliberately put October Maple on the forefront of the world. He knew about our every move. More importantly, I was covering my face at that time, but he broke my body at a glance. " Zhao Daotu muttered.

Zhao Zheng's heart thumped.

"He recognized you at a glance?" Zhao Zheng looked at the masked scarf that Zhao Daotu left aside, and was really shocked.

"Yes, he said my name at a glance, but I still don't know who he is?"

"He is also masked?"

Zhao Daotu shook his head and his face was very ugly. "That's not true. He just wears a hat, and I can see his face clearly. However, I have never seen this person. It's a face that no one will pay attention to in the crowd."

"Have you ever fought with him? He is better than you?" Zhao Zheng asked quickly.

Zhao Daotu smiled bitterly, "If I say it, you will never believe that although this person is not my opponent, he has a stunt to escape for his life."

"A stunt?"

"Stepping on the snow without trace!"

"Stepping on the snow without trace, isn't that the stunt of the Lao Wang family? How could he? Could it be dressed up by Wang Pao?"

Zhao Daotu's expression was extremely bitter. "This person will never be Wang Pao. The old Wang family has withered for so many years. Wang Datiao and Wang Xiaotiao stole the hot-blooded map of the National Museum in those years. One died tragically and the other disappeared. There is only one bloodline left in the old Wang family. I really don't understand why this person is The unique skill of stepping on the snow without trace.

Zhao Zheng thought about it carefully and suddenly said, "In those years, Wang Datiao, Wang Xiaotiao, one was dead, but the other was missing. Do you think it was Wang Xiaotiao who reappeared in those years?"

Zhao Daotu didn't really think of this just now. At this time, he couldn't help nodding his head, but then shook his head again, "No, although what you analyzed is reasonable, but when you think about it, this is completely wrong."

"Why isn't it right?"

"Wang Pao stayed in October Feng in order to find the truth of the bloody case of the old Wang family. In those years, Wang Datiao and Wang Xiaotiao were affectionate and his own brothers. Many people didn't believe it when they said that they killed each other, and I didn't believe it either. Therefore, there was indeed a secret in the bloody case of the old Wang family in those years. If Wang Xiaotiao Without death, he will definitely go to Wang Pao to explain everything. Will he ignore his son? Besides, this person cares so much about October Feng, which must have something to do with the yellow finch or the yellow second. You know, it is very risky to kill the fourth lame.

After Zhao Daotu finished speaking, he rubbed his temples.

Zhao Zheng fell into meditation again. According to Zhao Daotu, the identity of the man at night was very suspicious.

"This person will not only use the unique skills of stepping on the snow, but also be good at using eagle claws. If I'm not very cautious, I guess I will die today."

After saying that, Zhao Daotu once again talked about the scene where the middle-aged man buttoned up the hood of the car with one hand.

"Stepping on the snow without trace, eagle claws..."

There are not many people who can use these two kinds of kung fu in Jianghu. Zhao Zheng also knows very well about Jianghu Dao. Half a century ago, Jianghu Dao was very pure, and there are many people who know the real means of kung Fu. But slowly, with the changes of society, many famous stunts have disappeared on Jianghu Dao. Except for some family members slowly left behind, such as the old Wang family's snowless king cannon meeting, such as the Meicheng Chen family's plum blossom dart Chen Lihui, many others have no heirs.

Stepping on the snow without trace. This is the unique stunt of the Lao Wang family. Eagle claw skill can use these two stunts at the same time, so you must deal with the descendants of these two stunts at the same time. This probability is simply too small.

Neither of them spoke. For a moment, the living room was extremely quiet.

Suddenly, Zhao Zheng raised his head and said, "Do you remember that night when it snowed, someone eavesdropped in front of the door and we chased out together?"

"You're talking about New Year's Eve!"

"Yes, that night, after killing the Japanese, you came back from October Maple, and then we found someone eavesdropping. At that time, the man fired a thin silver needle at us! Could it be that person?"

Zhao Zheng's voice trembled a little.

Zhao Daotu thought carefully, "I don't think so. The man's skills are also good, but his physical skills are not like stepping on the snow without trace at all. Imagine that time, the two of us dealt with him. If he would step on the snow without trace, he would definitely use that move to escape, but he used a silver needle hidden weapon, and then used it. The other body methods left, and it was very clear that the body method he left was definitely worse than stepping on the snow without trace.

"You're right. Who the hell is that man?" Zhao Zheng nodded.

"I can't figure it out. He knows too much about everything about us, and what he knows about us makes me a little scared. At that time, he also said that he said that he would tell everything to the yellow finch, so I said, who will the yellow finch believe between him and me? Guess what he said?

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, just looked at Zhao Daotu.

"He said, between me and Huang Hailin, who does the yellow finch believe more?"

"What?" Zhao Zheng was shocked again, and he almost jumped up from the sofa. "You, do you think... Do you think that person will be Huang Laoer?"

Another guess, another new identity, a very outrageous identity.

"Huang Lao Er?" Zhao Daotu couldn't help putting up the idea again. Although he felt that such a possibility was minimal, now, no matter what the possibility is, there seems to be a little basis.

"Impossible, impossible!" Zhao Daotu muttered twice.

"What's impossible!" Zhao Zheng's voice was much louder, "In addition to Huang Laoer, who is so kind to think about October Feng at such a juncture? Except for Huang Laoer, who will follow the lame Si all the way and kill him? He destroys the corpse. He just doesn't want others to leave a handle. It's always better than killing him.

"He said so. He said that he had let out the wind and said that someone was going to come to the city to find trouble with the lame fourth, so that the death of the lame fourth would be suspected to others, but..." Zhao Daotu frowned.

"No, but all his plans have been figured out. He is extremely risky, and it's all for October Maple, for the yellow finch. Up to now, I really can't imagine who else will care so much about October Maple and the yellow finch." Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth.

"But he's not Huang Laoji, I'm sure!" Zhao Daotu gritted his teeth fiercely and said that after getting along with Huang Hailin for so many years, Huang Hailin's figure, temperament, voice, and even every move were absolutely hidden from Zhao Daotu's eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Zhao Daotu said affirmatively again.

Zhao Zheng stopped talking. This time, he believed in Zhao Daotu. This person is not Huang Hailin, nor will he be from the Lao Wang family. So who will he be? Why did he do everything he could to think about October Feng? Why did he know everything he planned with Zhao Daotu? He could even see through Zhao Daotu's disguise at a glance. Everything was very strange. Zhao Zheng could no longer find a reason to calm himself down.

"What I'm most worried about now is what he said. Do you think he will find the yellow finch directly to explain all this?" Zhao Daotu muttered softly.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but I think there will be news tomorrow. Didn't he say that he had released the wind of the four lame enemies? There should be a result tomorrow.

Zhao Daotu nodded heavily.

The cat's mouth has shown a trace of dawn, but for Zhao Daotu and Zhao Zheng, they no longer have a trace of sleepiness. The appearance of middle-aged people has completely broken all their plans.