Master of Fist

The faces of the three of them were rather dignified, and the atmosphere seemed extraordinarily solemn.

"Second brother, now the people I sent out keep missing people, and now more than ten people have disappeared. This is a matter of life and death. The county lord asked us to help him find someone, but in this situation, you still don't know. Open your mouth and talk to the county lord, I'm afraid all the brothers under our hands will have to be folded in."

Jiang Sanhai was the first to break the silence, Wenzhi Jiang Dahai also looked at the Patriarch Jiang Erhai.

It seemed that Jiang Dahai had the same idea as his third brother.

Jiang Erhai didn't answer directly, but closed his eyes and meditated.

"Liu Xianzun's young master disappeared outside the city. This has nothing to do with our Sifang Escort Bureau, but since the county lord also asked for it, I will help. But now it seems that I am afraid that at this time, I have already met those weird people. It got a little bit connected."

This time yesterday Liu Xianzun suddenly came to his door and begged him from the Sifang Escort Bureau to help him go out of the city to search for his missing son. I thought it was just a little busy this time. After all, Hengjiang City is still the territory of the county lord, so it is not easy to find someone?

But looking at it this way, it seems that it is not easy now. Moreover, more than 20 brothers were lost.

Jiang Erhai saw the eyes of his eldest brother and third brother, frowned, and let out a long sigh.

"The disappearance of Mr. Liu County's Zun family is indeed quite strange. I heard that before his disappearance, Mr. Liu had been playing in Qiuyue Mountain Villa outside the city. Afterwards, when the yamen guards passed by, Mr. Liu and Mr. Liu's guard maids all disappeared. Afterwards, the county lord sent some servants to look for them, but they all disappeared soon. I heard that the county lord also invited eminent monks from the nearby Dayin Temple to preside over the ceremony, but to no avail.

Afterwards, we invited our brothers from the Sifang Escort Bureau to go to the Qiuyue Mountain Villa, but they never returned...

I only hate that Liu Xianzun didn't tell me this in advance, but if we don't continue to send people, if Liu Xianzun asks, what should we do? "

"Second brother, let's quit, so does the Liu family dare to copy our Jiang family?" Jiang Sanhai yelled as he slapped the armrest with a rather hot temper.

"Third Brother, this Hengjiang City is our Hengjiang City after all. If you really want to turn against the county lord, no one will be able to please you if this matter breaks out!" Eldest brother Jiang Dahai frowned and sighed.

"Okay, let's let it go for now. Later, I will hold a banquet to have a good chat with the county lord. I can't give him some gifts. This old guy has a lot of heirs. Of course there is heartache from this accident, but maybe I also want to They want to beat and beat our Jiang family."

As soon as Jiang Erhai said this, the matter was settled.

There was a moment of silence in the lobby.

"Second Brother, do you know that Brother Heng has started to practice martial arts recently?" Old San Jiang Sanhai smiled as he tried to ease the atmosphere.

"En!" Jiang Erhai nodded slightly.

"Brother Heng, this kid is sensible now!" Eldest brother Jiang Dahai also expressed relief.

"It's too late!" Jiang Erhai shook his head, his face was flat and even a little disappointed, "The world is getting more and more uneven now!"

For a while, there was a short silence in the lobby again, and it seemed that the mood of the three of them became extremely heavy.

"Well, not bad. In the eventful autumn, it's not bad to run into darts once or twice in previous years. The number of brothers lost in January this year is equivalent to the whole year of last year!"

The third brother Jiang Sanhai was full of sadness at the moment, these brothers were all trained by him and the masters in the **** agency. There have been a lot of losses recently, which made him feel distressed.

"And I heard that Liu Yuan's family died tragically a few days ago. The family of more than a hundred people died, and not even a dog survived!"

"Second brother...how about...let's take a break first and not pick up the darts for now?" the elder brother tentatively asked.

Jiang Erhai shook his head with a wry smile, "Okay, everyone is still busy, so let's leave first!"

Seeing this, the two brothers understood, nodded and retreated.

Looking at the two brothers who left, Jiang Erhai sighed slightly.

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Jiang Heng had already practiced black sand boxing in his small courtyard, so Laifu brought a large iron pot filled with fine sand, and Xiao Rou added firewood underneath with a worried expression.

Black sand boxing needs to go deep on the baked fine sand again and again, mainly to temper the skin, muscles and bones of the fist.

In the early stage, use fine sand first, then use those gravel, and then use some sand and gravel with more obvious particles and edges!

After trying it for a while, Jiang Heng felt a burning pain.

"Is this fried pig's feet?"

Secretly cursing in his heart, Jiang Heng still endured the scorching pain and punched punch after punch into the fine sand of the iron pot without saying a word.

Of course it's not because he has strong endurance, but because the warm current in the dantian is working, every time I feel the numbness on the fist, it's like taking an anesthetic, so not only the pain has dissipated by half , Even the burns on his hands have been seeing-saw between recovery and injury.

For three days in a row, Jiang Heng dealt with the Black Sand Fist in the small courtyard, perhaps because most of the warm current in his dantian had dissipated.

Later, the pain that Jiang Heng could feel increased exponentially, but fortunately, he had finally passed the first stage and had fully adapted to the level of fine sand.

After scratching slightly with the small dagger, only a little white mark appeared on the back of the hand. However, with a little more effort, a shallow skin can be cut~www.NovelMTL.com~ but it didn't bleed. With a final swipe, the blood slowly overflowed.

Jiang Heng nodded slightly, "The skin is nearly twice as tough."

"However, the energy in the dantian seems to be a little insufficient, and I have to find a way to replenish it!"

While pondering, at this moment, Lai Fu hurried in from outside the door.

"Master! Master! Something is wrong!"

"Say!"

"Master Wenyue was found dead in his bedroom just now by his servants!" Seeing Jiang Heng's displeased face, Lai Fu said it directly without daring to neglect it.

"died?"

Jiang Heng frowned.

"Dead, the maid serving Young Master Wenyue had already passed away when she found out about him!"

"I'll go and have a look!" Jiang Heng strode towards his cousin's small courtyard as he spoke.

The distance between the two small courtyards was very close, and soon Jiang Heng had arrived in the courtyard, and he could see several servants and maidservants walking around in a panic from a distance.

Seeing Jiang Heng approaching, it seemed as if he had found the backbone.

"Second Young Master! Young Master Wenyue, he...he..." A maidservant was pale and trembling, at a loss for what to do.

"I'll go and have a look! You go to the door and wait."

Jiang Heng waved his hands and strode in, but when he reached the door, he stamped his feet slightly, thinking for a moment before stepping inside.

Jiang Heng couldn't help but frown because of the thick and unpleasant smell of heather flower inside.

Boom!

Break the window with a punch to let fresh air into it, otherwise Jiang Heng would feel as if he was about to suffocate. It's as if more than 10,000 heather flowers are all crowded into one room.

The strong fishy smell is almost nauseating!

"It's a lot of insight!" Looking at the scene on the bed, Jiang Heng's eyes were strange and startled.