Chapter 51: Give Him a Taste of His Own Medicine

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard came here with a group of senior officials from the Dragon Society.

"Hall Master, that's him!"

The people who were driven away just now pointed at Leng Wuwu and said bitterly.

"Who did I think it was? It turns out that it's Leng Shenqi and the head of the Zhou family who are here. I'm sorry for not being able to welcome you from afar, but I hope you'll forgive me."

The middle-aged man with a pale face and no beard raised his hands and cupped his fists.

"Hall Master? When did Brother Qi demote himself from the deputy gang leader of the Dragon Club to the hall leader? The gang leader is dead, why don't you get promoted?" Leng Wuwu sneered.

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

"Wumeng?"

Leng Qingwu was taken aback and said quickly: "Could it be that Brother Zheng was killed by people from the Martial Alliance?"

"That's right!"

Qi Tianning's face became serious and he spoke sternly: "Zheng Haisheng spoke rudely to the leader of the alliance. If he offends the following, he will die unjustly!"

"Then who is the leader of the Martial Alliance?" Leng Wuwu continued to ask.

When Qi Tianning heard this, there was a hint of fear on his face, 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 is "iron courage" that shocks everyone. He never thought that one day his courage would be shattered by others.

Seeing that he couldn't get any more useful information, Leng Qingwu didn't bother too much, and left the Jiaolong Society with Zhou Ming, or it can now be called the Martial Alliance Yizitang.

Because he has more important things to do!

"Let's go to the caravan!"

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

The horse-drawn carriage raced through the streets, attracting a lot of abuse.

But Leng Qingwu couldn't care about this anymore. His innate spiritual sense told him that the next leader of the Martial Alliance would definitely take action against the caravan!

This spiritual sense is his talent and basis for becoming a divine hunter. He will never doubt it.

Now he is racing against time!

When we arrived at the caravan, everything was calm.

The caravan's gate was not damaged and there was no blood on the ground.

"It seems I'm not late."

Leng Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, and when he came to the door, he still asked worriedly: "Do you know about the Martial Alliance?"

"What martial alliance?"

The few big men guarding the gate felt puzzled. If they hadn't seen the two people 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. This friend and I would like to meet your gang leader Pang Lei. Please let me know!"

Zhou Ming stepped forward and cupped his hand. He and Pang Lei had some friendship, and he believed that the other party would never avoid seeing him.

When the gatekeeper heard Zhou Ming introduce himself to his family, he quickly changed his look to please him and said: "It turns out to be the head of the Zhou family, but the gang leader is at home today and did not come to the gang."

"not good!"

Leng Wuqing's expression changed, and he pulled Zhou Ming onto the carriage.

Zhou Ming felt baffled. Although Leng Shenquan was worried about the safety of the leader of the caravan, was he so sure that the next target of the leader of the Martial Alliance would be him? What if it was someone else?

However, before the carriage arrived at Pang's home, a fire was seen from a distance, and the flames soared into the sky, trying to devour everything.

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

When the carriage arrived at the Pang family's home, they saw only a stretch of ruins.

"How did the fire go out so quickly?"

Zhou Ming was a little surprised and uncertain.

From the time they saw the fire to the time they arrived here, it only took them two sticks of incense, right?

The flames soaring into the sky have actually been extinguished?

What's more, the fire was so unlucky that it only burned Pang's home, and not a single piece of wood from other surrounding houses was burned.

"This fire is no ordinary open flame."

Leng Qingwu said coldly: "This is a sky fire caused by a great master who practices fire-attribute internal skills, pulling the power of heaven and earth!"

Zhou Ming was startled and hesitated: "A great master who practices fire-attribute internal skills? There is no such thing in the Zhao Kingdom! Could it be that he comes from outside the country, or..."

There are only a few great masters in the Zhao Kingdom, and no one practices fire-attribute internal energy at all. However, 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 from Leng Wuwu, the six-door god?

"Actually, there is another person..."

A figure of a young man appeared in Leng Wuqing's mind. He had used fire-attributed Qi in Yuyang City, but after all, it was just Qi, and he was still far away from being a great master!

"It's getting really interesting."

Leng Qingwu walked into the ruins, looking for more evidence.

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

Pang Lei's body was also among them.

Black Sand Palm Pang Lei's hand was really black now.

It's just the blackness of burnt blackness, not the blackness of black sand.

"My subordinates have seen Master Shenzhen!"

At this time, the police from six doors also hurriedly arrived.

"Seal down the scene and don't let anyone get close."

Leng Wuwu 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."

The ruthless expression was extremely cold.

He originally wanted to unite a group of forces to deal with Lu Changsheng, but suddenly a martial alliance came out to disrupt the situation. Naturally, his mood was not much better.

When Leng Wuqing and Zhou Ming came to the caravan again, they were still the same few gatekeepers. Everything seemed to be the same, 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 turned their faces stern, as if they were insulted, and shouted: "What caravan, cow gang, open your dog eyes and look, this is the Wumeng Bingzi Hall!"

Several gatekeepers dared to insult him, and Zhou Ming was so angry that his face turned pale. He pointed at the plaque above his head and jumped up and down, saying: "Isn't it written here that there are two big characters for 'caravan'? You are 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 dried yet, but they replaced the old plaque.

Zhou Ming looked up again.

It suddenly became the five big characters "Wu Meng Bing Zi Tang".

He was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.

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

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

On a four-story restaurant across the street.

The Suzaku Venerable was massaging the shoulders of a young man in a white shirt sitting by the window. Seeing Zhou Ming's exasperated look from a distance, he couldn't help but chuckled 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!