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"Senior brother, it's really nothing."

Seeing Xiahou Wu's unpleasant expression, Shan Ying hurriedly offered an explanation.

Besides, Lu Xuanxin is still here right now, how could she possibly say that?

Even if Lu Xuanxin wasn't there, she couldn't talk about such an embarrassing thing. That damned man teased her like that and even spanked her.

This is so shameful and humiliating.

Sitting down now, my buttocks, encased in jeans, still ache slightly, feeling like they're about to explode.

When a martial artist slaps, the force is not a casual, affectionate pat; Feng Yuxiu's slap really hits flesh squarely.

So you absolutely can't tell anyone. Anyway, the martial arts school didn't suffer any losses, and in fact, it received a large sum of money, enough to cover several months' expenses.

"Junior sister, you can go out first. I have something to say to Inspector Lu."

Xiahou Wu suppressed his inner turmoil and spoke gently.

"it is good."

Shan Ying stood up, smiled and nodded at Lu Xuanxin, and walked out.

Lu Xuanxin noticed Xiahou Wu's expression and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"The person who killed three top masters came to my martial arts school."

"When?" Lu Xuanxin jumped up and leaned nervously against the wall.

The fact that he could kill three top masters in a short time shows just how terrifying his close-range fighting skills must be.

Lu Xuanxin didn't think that the pistol she was carrying could protect her safety indoors.

Xiahou Wu sat calmly in the chair. "He's left. It seems he's already got his eye on me. This person has been at my martial arts school ever since I went out with you to see Shao Henian and the others' bodies. Perhaps you and I have both met him."

Xiahou Wu's mind flashed with Feng Yuxiu's image. When he and Lu Xuanxin walked out of the martial arts hall, they saw Feng Yuxiu walk in.

The aura emanating from that person was completely that of someone practicing martial arts.

But many people come to the martial arts gym every day, and he's not sure if it's the one he saw.

The He Yi Men sect had a fairly good reputation in Hong Kong, so they only briefly recalled Feng Yuxiu and Xiahou Wu.

In fact, he saw at least seven or eight people when he walked out the door and got into the car.

Either the expert was among the seven or eight people, or he was standing at a distance, just watching him get into the car.

Then he swaggered in through the door.

Perhaps he didn't see me leave; it just so happens that I'm no longer with the He Yi Sect.

He was looking for himself, but he happened to be out.

So……

My junior sister must have fought with that expert. He didn't kill her because he saw she was a woman.
The most important thing now is to find out the details of this high-ranking person from my junior sister.

Xiahou Wu just realized this too. Lu Xuanxin was here, so his junior sister definitely couldn't reveal this matter.

He felt a little better after that.

"Is this just your guess? If he really came to your martial arts school, why didn't he kill anyone? Was he selectively killing people?"

Lu Xuanxin asked with some doubt.

Based on their understanding of Feng Yuxiu's past encounters, every martial arts master in the competition was invariably killed.

So, if Xiahou Wu is right, why didn't anyone die in the martial arts school after this person came in?
Xiahou Wu shook his head, "I don't know about that, but the only representatives of the Hong Kong martial arts world right now are me and Hong Ye. I suggest your police go to Hong Ye's house immediately." "If he hasn't contacted me, then he's definitely fighting Hong Ye right now! You need to hurry, otherwise Hong Ye might..."

Xiahou Wu paused for a moment, "Hong Ye is a top-level martial arts weapon master in Hong Kong. He is not just good at swordsmanship... Swordsmanship is the most difficult to master, unlike fist techniques, leg techniques, and grappling... I don't believe this madman can defeat Hong Ye in weaponry."

"Even if my master were alive, he would only be able to run away from Hong Ye's weapons."

Xiahou Wunan's humility reveals the great respect he holds for Hong Ye.

Although Hung Yip entered the entertainment industry and became an action actor, he was actually a weapons mastermind representing the Hong Kong martial arts world.

Lu Xuanxin frowned. "I can't just send the police based on your guess. Liao Sir was already very unhappy with me for bringing the action team to your martial arts school. Hong Ye is a household name, a big star. If we break in without permission... that's no joke."

"You need to understand that our code of conduct is not the same as yours on the mainland. Even the police will not have a good time if they enter Hong Ye's house without evidence."

Xiahou Wu was silent for a moment before raising his head. "If there are any other clues, I will contact Inspector Lu."

Lu Xuanxin understood Xiahou Wu's implied dismissal, stood up, and nodded. "This madman will find you sooner or later, so this is also a matter for your martial arts world. I heard you're planning to pre-select a representative for the martial arts world?"

Xiahou Wu calmly replied, "It's all because my fellow martial arts practitioners are giving me face. There are many, many experts who are far more skilled than me, but they just don't like to show their faces."

In the martial arts world, there is no such thing as the strong, only the stronger. Everyone who enters the martial arts world must maintain a sufficient sense of awe.

China has a history of five thousand years. Not to mention other aspects of its culture, countless martial arts manuals alone have been passed down to us.

However, these martial arts manuals are all in the hands of reclusive masters or martial arts families.

Ordinary people would never have the chance to see that.

However, some of the stories in martial arts novels may not be true.

Of course, Huang Yi's version is definitely fake; the martial arts world isn't like that.

Martial artists who are obsessed with women are destined to never reach the top; their bodies have long been hollowed out by women.

Watching Lu Xuanxin walk away, Xiahou Wu took a deep breath, picked up the teacup on the table, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

After calming himself down, he walked out step by step and stood directly in front of Shan Ying's door, knocking on it.

"Junior sister."

"Senior brother, I'm not feeling well."

Dan Ying's voice came from inside, carrying a hint of suppressed emotion.

Xiahou Wu was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Junior sister, the person who came to the martial arts school today..."

"Senior, we've already paid the tuition, so we haven't lost anything. If you really want to know, I'll tell you tomorrow when I feel better, okay?"

Xiahou Wu slowly clenched his fists, his anger turning into rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, Junior Sister, you rest first. I'll go out and check on the disciples practicing martial arts."

Hearing that Xiahou Wu had left, Shan Ying, who was lying on the bed, covered her buttocks in pain.

Her buttocks were getting more and more swollen, and even the bones inside were cracking.

The skin above had turned bluish-purple, and two palm prints were raised high on it.

Feng Yuxiu's slap, imbued with hidden force, pierced through her flesh and bone.

At this moment, Shan Ying was struggling in pain, and felt as if her whole body was about to split apart.

"What the hell did that damn man do to me?!"

Shan Ying covered her head with the blanket and sobbed uncontrollably.

It hurts so much! (End of Chapter)