"Waste, rice bucket!"

In the Wuzhou Police Station, an angry roar resounded throughout the police station, making every policeman passing by the door unable to help but be frightened and cautious.

And inside the door, the gray-haired but still strong police chief stood up and slapped the table!

Several policemen with flowers on their shoulders in front of him could only lower their heads and listen to his roar in dejectedness.

"A week is almost over, and you can't even catch someone. Do you know what the outside world calls us now? They call us 'corpse collectors', waiting for that guy to kill people, and then run to collect the body for them!"

"You guys still have the face to wear police uniforms when you go out. I wish I could take it off and cover my old face. I'm ashamed!"

The director's hands were all red, but when he looked at the people in front of him, he was still angry:

"Who are you pretending to be dead here? What I want is the murderer and the progress. What have you found out!"

He pointed casually and hit a male policeman.

The latter swallowed and whispered: "We are already investigating the martial arts halls, rings, and apprentices of private professors in Wuzhou. Such a master cannot emerge out of thin air..."

"You said this to me seven days ago. Now, seven days have passed and eight people have died. Just tell me if I have found the murderer?"

The director interrupted directly.

"We have locked in some suspects and are investigating them one by one."

The male policeman wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied quickly.

"Get out and continue to check. I just want the result, not the process!"

The director pointed directly at the door, and the latter felt relieved and quickly pushed open the door open, running so fast.

"Lu Xinyi, you are the main person in charge of the case. What do you have to say?"

The director turned his head and looked at a short-haired female policewoman with a firm face.

"I think the investigation may not be useful. Such experts cannot pop out of thin air, but they may not be from the federal people. We should check those immigrants from Daxia, and he specializes in killing masters from various arenas. We should monitor and protect these people!"

"It's easy to say, who will do it?"

The director nodded unconsciously when he heard the previous sentence, but could only shake his head after hearing the complete sentence.

Wuzhou people are fierce and can make a quarrel with one word, let alone unreasonable surveillance. Even if it is for their own good, those people are not pillars of the arena. If the celebrity players still rely on the police to protect this, their reputation will collapse instantly.

People come to the door for a competition, but they are not as skilled as others, but hiding behind the police is a man, and they will be cut off their eggs!

"And I'm not afraid to tell you that the major martial arts arenas are very resistant to the police's intervention. They even secretly obstructed the police from investigating and helped the other party hide their whereabouts, so I'm under great pressure now!"

"How dare they? That guy killed their people!"

Lu Xinyi widened her eyes, unbelievable.

"You don't understand, that guy is a hot commodity now. If anyone can win or kill him, it will be more effective than playing in a hundred games!"

The director's tone was meaningful, and Lu Xinyi immediately understood.

Now this murderer has killed eight ring champions in a row. The popularity it has caused in Wuzhou is unprecedentedly terrifying. People worship strong people, and this is even more so for those who practice martial arts. If someone can defeat them at this time, then gaining reputation will be unprecedented!

No martial arts hall or arena can resist this temptation, especially the major arenas, which are originally a game of capital. In the eyes of capital, there is no life, no good or evil, only interests!

Even if one of the champions dies, as long as one wins, it will take all and make a big profit!

How could they give this opportunity to the police? Similarly, if the police fail to catch the murderer and are caught by others, the face will be gone.

"Since that's the case, that guy wants a master, then let's find him the strongest master!"

Lu Xinyi had a flash of inspiration and suddenly had an idea.

"Aren't there a champion in the past two years known as the strongest ring in history? He was in prison for manslaughter. We can use him to lead the murderer!"

"Oh, what's his name?"

After saying this, the director also had some impression.

"Xiahou Zhi!"

......

"I've been granted the title of Ge, Jinjie and Iron Horse. I heard that you have great skills in boxing, so I'll ask for advice!"

At the same time, on the other side of Wuzhou, on the rooftop, a dark-skinned man was standing with his fists. He looked ordinary, but his eyes were extremely bright, giving the whole person a finishing touch, unruly and arrogant.

The middle-aged warrior lying on the rooftop to enjoy the cool air stood up, with a calm expression and anger.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

He folded his fists and gave a gift.

"I guess you have done the latest things, but I have something unknown. Since I am asking for advice, why would I still hurt people's lives?"

Yu Xing stared at Feng Yuge coldly. Among the eight dead people, one of his junior brother was his.

"Because Kung Fu is not used for performance, but for killing people!"

Feng Yuge looked at Yu Xing seriously and said word by word.

Yu Xing immediately understood that the person in front of him was not a murderer at all, but a martial arts madman. His purpose of killing was really for the competition!

"Then, I will kill you!"

Yu Xing took a deep breath and made a starting move, his eyes instantly becoming fierce.

"Not bad, it's both high and low, and life and death!"

Feng Yuge showed a happy smile, extremely pure. Even Yu Xing couldn't help but feel trembling when he saw it. This is a person who doesn't even care about his own life and death, and he won't care about the life and death of others.

The next second, Feng Yuge took the lead in attacking, and Yu Xing realized at this time that the other party was actually a limp, and he was limping when walking, but it did not affect his movements at all. Instead, it added many variables to him.

He has become his own school in both boxing and leg techniques and cannot be viewed with common sense, and even ordinary people cannot learn it!

"This person has such high talent and strong perseverance. He has actually trained his disadvantages into advantages. It's simply terrifying!"

Yu Xing became more and more shocked as he fought. He felt that he was not fighting with someone, but a monster. The two of them fists and feet on the rooftop, the strong wind scattered, and the sound of the body collided continuously, and soon there was a mess around.

As the king of the arena, Yu Xing has seen countless enemies, but there are rules for fighting on the arena. There are many moves that are designed to look good, but in fact they are not powerful. On the other hand, Feng Yu Ge, every punch, every palm, every leg, and every kick is directed to the key points, and he fights desperately, and even dies at the same time.

A few minutes later, a figure fell directly from the rooftop and smashed on the street below, causing a burst of exclamation.

In the distance, police lights roared in. The police, who were always late, finally arrived at the scene in time this time.

Feng Yuge narrowed his eyes and saw a man in prison uniform coming out of the police car. He seemed to have some sense and looked up at him.

"Xiahou Zhi..."
Chapter completed!