After receiving He Buzhong's package, Lin Xiaofei took advantage of the fact that the bully and the Song family's escort agency hadn't caught up yet, and ran as fast as he could, pushing himself to his maximum speed.
"Hmm? The package still has some weight, but I wonder if the Three Body Tempering Techniques are inside."
As Lin Xiaofei ran, he weighed the package in his hand and felt that it was much heavier than his longsword.
He touched the package with both hands and felt that there were indeed books and other things inside, as well as some hard objects, which looked like silver or something similar.
"Not bad, at least we've made some progress."
Lin Xiaofei was overjoyed. He immediately realized that the books in the package must be the Three Ultimate Body Tempering Techniques. Even if they weren't the Three Ultimate Body Tempering Techniques, it didn't matter, as long as they were manuals.
He didn't believe that the bandit He Buzhong's package would contain useless books; bandits' favorite things were nothing more than gold, silver, jewelry, and martial arts manuals.
He was in a hurry to get away from this troublesome place and didn't have time to open the package to check it.
"I hope it's one of the three ultimate body-strengthening techniques."
Lin Xiaofei felt reassured and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the sounds of clashing swords in the distance seemed to be gradually decreasing. Lin Xiaofei realized that He Buzhong had run away, and that group of people naturally had no need to continue fighting. They would soon chase after him on the street where he was.
A perfect Qingfeng Leg strike!
With legs working at high speed and full of power, each step is like a black horse leaping, covering five or six meters in a single stride.
Lin Xiaofei is running wildly!
In the pitch-black morning light, a figure quickly disappeared down a long street.
A short while later, a group of people caught up and ran to where He Buzhong was.
This group of people all had some injuries, especially the leader, Little Bully, who had a bloody gash on his chest. Although he hadn't applied any healing medicine, it was already starting to scab over, which showed that he had practiced a decent martial art; otherwise, it would have been impossible for his wound to heal so quickly.
The bully originally brought twenty men with him, but five of them are now dead, leaving fifteen to follow him.
Although the bully's wounds looked serious, he moved around like a normal person, not like someone who was injured. This showed that the wounds did not have much of an impact on him.
"Oh no, someone beat me to it."
Upon seeing He Buzhong's corpse, the bully's expression immediately changed.
"Master, this guy deserved to die."
I never expected him to hire the Song Family Escort Agency to protect him, which resulted in the deaths of five of our brothers. I'm sure he paid the Song Family Escort Agency a lot of money.
Otherwise, the people from the Song family's escort agency wouldn't have fought us to the death. That would have wasted so much money, money that should have belonged to our brothers.
Now, he's dead, the package has been stolen, and the remaining money inside is gone. Our losses this time are enormous.
"One of the bandits said angrily."
"Yes, it's one thing for He Buzhong to be dead, but someone actually stole our things. This shows they don't respect the boss. This person deserves to die."
Another bandit then spoke.
"I only regret that I didn't kill He Buzhong with my own hands. Someone stole my prey and my things. This is courting death."
Alright, enough of this useless talk, let's see how He Buzhong died.
This guy hasn't been dead long; maybe we can find something that will help us find the person who stole my things.
As he spoke, the little bully squatted down and began to examine the body closely.
"His eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were bleeding. There was a shallow palm print on his temple. The power of that palm strike was considerable. Judging from the palm print, the opponent was at least at the Perfected Skin Refining Realm, or even at the Early Stage of Flesh Refining Realm."
Of course, He Buzhong also had two deep wounds on his body, inflicted by swordsmanship.
The little bully looked at the shallow palm print with a hint of doubt.
The palm strike was incredibly powerful, definitely reaching the perfect stage of Skin Refinement. However, the two sword wounds on his body lacked power, as if they only represented the initial stage of Skin Refinement.
"Could it be that two people intercepted and killed He Buzhong?"
The little bully was completely bewildered; he had never encountered such a situation before.
Looking at the palm print on He Buzhong's head again, he reached out to compare it with his own hand, his brows furrowing even more as he said, "This palm print is only half the size of my palm, it doesn't look like a normal person's palm."
Could it be that the other party practiced some kind of special palm technique, crippling their hand?
He thought to himself that some people who practiced special martial arts would either ruin their hands or legs; he had seen such things before.
However, judging from this palm print, the other party's hand was intact, except that it was a little small, like a child's handprint. However, he did not think the other party was a child.
Moreover, judging from the strength of the palm strike, the opponent must have practiced this palm technique for at least ten years. Therefore, the opponent should be a martial artist around twenty-five years old. Otherwise, ordinary people would not have such palm power.
Of course, even a genius with such palm strength would be at least seventeen or eighteen years old, but would a genius appear here in the middle of the night?
No, geniuses don't have time to concern themselves with trivial matters like bandits escaping.
He knew how powerful He Buzhong was; ordinary people couldn't do anything to him.
"If I'm not mistaken, it must have been two people who attacked He Buzhong. One used palm techniques, and the other used sword techniques. Only in this way could they have easily killed He Buzhong."
The little bully observed carefully and made a quick judgment.
"I'll go after those two first. You guys go out of the city first and wait for me at the usual place."
Having made up his mind, he knew that his money and martial arts manuals were all in He Buzhong's bag, so he was naturally unwilling to give them up. He muttered something to himself and ran directly towards the dark street.
It doesn't matter that He Buzhong is dead, but the money in that package represents most of his net worth, as well as a common body-strengthening technique. These things shouldn't just be given away to others.
He was certain that there were two people, one a skin refiner and the other a flesh refiner, but he had already cultivated to the early stage of bone refinement, so he was naturally not afraid of them.
This time, he went to great lengths to intercept He Buzhong, and he couldn't give up so easily; he had to get the items back.
The other group of bandits nodded and quickly headed towards the east gate.
The back gate of the mansion of the Qingfeng Gang branch.
At this moment, there were seven or eight people, all of whom were miscellaneous disciples of the Qingfeng Gang. Each of them was pushing a small cart and they were lining up to enter the back gate.
Lin Xiaofei saw them from afar, stopped, and stood at the corner of the wall 500 meters away from the back gate, patiently waiting for the servant disciples to enter the backyard.
At this moment, he did not want others to know his whereabouts, especially in the dark of early morning, around four o'clock.
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