Jiang Junhua looked at the head on the ground in disbelief, and all the blood in his body froze.

My father is a master at opening the seven orifices, and the housekeepers and guards he brings with him are also good at it. Moreover, it is noon now, and this is a home or a back room!

Even though he was drunk, he couldn't have known about the fight outside.

Since there is no reaction, it means that dad was cut off his head silently...

How is this possible?!

His face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't care about the mother and son in the corner. He knelt on the ground and bowed his head, kowtowing his head loudly, "Xia Xia, spare your life, Xia Xia!"

Before the person on the beam could respond, a series of dense footsteps rang out.

A group of people rushed into the Jiang family's yard. After a pause, they all rushed in this direction.

Boom!

The door was kicked open wide, and a group of people poured into the room. The leader was a young knight in a strong suit, and most of the others were armed with weapons.

Seeing this, Jiang Junhua was not afraid, but was overjoyed and immediately stood up from the ground.

How could a woman kill herself when there are so many charlatans around?

As for these idiots, I don’t care if they break things at home.

"You are here just in time, there is a burglar in my house——"

Jiang Junhua was eager to go to his father's room. Before he finished speaking, the young man in black looked around and punched him, denting his entire face!
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He subconsciously covered his face, and the meat from his nose flowed out. Before he could react, someone grabbed his hair again.

The burly diner Wu Yong had an angry look on his face, punched him in the stomach again, and cursed angrily: "What the hell are you doing!"

"Old Wu, give him a breath, there is another murderer."

After Fang Xiwen warned him, he stepped into the room. Looking at the trembling mother and son in the corner, the man who was beaten with nosebleeds, and the ferocious head on the ground, he gradually understood.

Hearing this, although Wu Yong nodded, he still punched the man several times, almost knocking him unconscious, "I despise people like you the most, damn it!"

He rushed here following Fang Xiwen. Wu Yong didn't believe it at first, but Xiaoxiao Fang's look of determination was so convincing that the whole group ran all the way from the street to the end of the alley without eating.

This is what Jiangzhou men are like, just a friendship over a meal in a restaurant is enough for them to follow you.

Seeing so many men rushing in, the mother and son trembled even more violently, shrinking into a ball.

Seeing this, Wu Yong wanted to go up and say some words of relief, but the fear in the woman's eyes made him stop.

"Don't be afraid, madam, they are all good people."

After seeing the section of the human head, a handsome young hero stood up and showed a clean smile to her: "It's fine now."

This smile was quite contagious, and the woman gradually stopped trembling and nodded slightly.

So, Fang Xiwen turned around, patted Wu Yong on the shoulder, and waved to everyone, "Leave a few people here to watch, and the rest follow me to catch the murderer!"

He had people seal off the scene before entering, so he was not afraid of the murderer escaping.

Judging from the wound on the head, the murder weapon was not a sword, gun, sword or halberd. It had an extremely weird smooth feature, just like cutting tofu.

‘It should be a special kind of silk thread, it can’t be her...’

With an ominous premonition, Fang Xiwen took the lead in opening the rooms in the yard and found the room in the north where the suspected murder scene was. There was a headless body lying on the bed.

His head must have been cut off while he was taking a nap, and a bunch of guards were lying crookedly next to him. They were not dead, but seemed to have passed out after taking drugs.

Several people covered their mouths and noses and came to the woodshed opposite the room. There was the smell of living people inside.

The murderer shouldn't be able to escape, maybe he's in this room...

Fang Xiwen exchanged glances with several masters, raised his sword upside down, smashed the door open with a scabbard, and then immediately dodged.

Bang.

The expected attack did not happen, and a panicked scream sounded in the woodshed.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen walked in carefully and found several long large sacks placed inside, outlining the concave and convex figures.

Next to her was a young girl wearing a black waist-length skirt. Her hands were tied behind her back and her mouth was gagged with a piece of cloth. When she saw him coming in, she jumped towards him.

"Woooo!" She shook her head vigorously.

So, Fang Xiwen took off the cloth from her mouth, and the girl burst into tears, "I'm scared, I'm scared to death, where is this place..."

"It's okay. Compared to this, have you seen the murderer?"

Fang Xiwen showed a gentle smile, pointed to the broken open tile window, and asked.

"The murderer?" The girl shook her head and said timidly, "I, I don't know, I fainted from fright before, and I only heard what seemed like some noise."

"This way."

Fang Xiwen did not untie the girl, but quickly rushed to the window to take a look, and then opened the sacks.

There were all women inside, including young girls like her and older young women. They were all unconscious, but fortunately they were still breathing.

"Young hero, I am also tied up."

The girl turned her back and showed her slender hands that were tied red. Looking at her with moist eyes, I really felt pity for her.

"Well, I'm here to untie you." Fang Xiwen walked over with a smile, his right hand imperceptibly shaking near the hilt of the sword, as if he could hold it at any time.

This is the murderer.

Although the open-tile window of the woodshed was broken outside, there was no trace of anyone entering or leaving.

Maybe the murderer is very skilled in light martial arts, but the greater possibility is that she is still in the house.

The reason why this girl dared to appear in front of everyone like this was because her hands were tied behind her back. It was a tight knot and she couldn't do it alone.

But Fang Xiwen had seen that wound before. Others couldn't see it, but he knew it was caused by a special silk thread.

Since you can kill people with silk thread, what’s so hard about tying yourself up?

"Young hero?"

"Girl, what's your name?"

Fang Xiwen showed a gentle smile, and his right hand gradually fell to the hilt of the sword.

"My name is Jiang Chuxing." The girl showed an innocent smile and looked over expectantly.

His pupils shrank.

Deng Deng Deng!

There was a series of dense footsteps, and Wu Yong's urgent voice came, "Xiao Fang, how are you doing over there? There seems to be a commotion at the door. Has the murderer escaped?"

Run away, she's right in front of you...
Chapter completed!