The "view" here is not much better than upstairs, but because the space is wider, you won't be able to find a place to put your feet.

Standing up from a corpse with burst muscles and deformed limbs, Wang Wuzuo looked around the hall, a trace of confusion emerging from his brows.

"strangeness……"

"Wang Wuzuo, have you found any clues?"

Capt. Li approached him and asked cautiously.

"The other side barely made any cover up. They rushed in from the main entrance, massacred the entire [Bliss Pavilion], and then left from the main entrance in a swagger. The whole process did not take more than five minutes. Among the more than 700 people who died, there were many extraordinary people, many of whom were in the legendary realm.

Strong men, but not even one who issued a warning!"

"Uh...is there any problem? Isn't it normal to be approached by a mythical warrior and not have time to warn?"

Casting a disgusted look at Capt. Li, Wuzuo explained leisurely.

"You think the mythical warriors are too miraculous. They are invincible to those who block them, but their main strength lies in their combat power. They will not make people unable to even ask for help... I suspect that there was a magic master secretly helping me at that time.

He blocks perception..."

"Two people? Two myths?!"

Taking a breath of cold air, Mr. Li suddenly felt his scalp numb.

A mythical warrior is enough to make people fearful. Add a mythical mage to the mix, and the destructive power of the two combined is not as simple as one plus one!

"Not necessarily, maybe it's the effect of some kind of secret treasure. Take me to see those survivors. By the way, how did they survive?"

"Even they themselves don't know how they survived. Maybe they killed enough monsters..."

Li Captou smiled bitterly and shook his head, leading Wu Zuo to a room not far away.

The four survivors were pacing back and forth restlessly. They were frightened when they heard the sound of the door opening. They immediately shrank into a corner and hugged each other, shivering.

"Don't be afraid. This is Wang Zuo from the Yamen. He has something to ask you."

With lifeless eyes, gloomy temperament, and withered appearance, just looking at Wang Zuo's "reverent appearance" made the four of them feel a little tight in their lower bodies.

"What does that person look like?"

Ignoring their rude reactions, Wang Wuzuo asked straight to the point.

"He is ten feet tall, has a strong back and a strong waist, and his fist is bigger than a casserole, but his speed is so fast that he can't see clearly. Anyone who is touched by him will explode into pieces..."

It took a few seconds for a person to have the courage to answer, but when he recalled the scene at that time, he couldn't help but feel a deep fear in his eyes.

"It is indeed Bengjin, but this kind of force-generating technique is not advanced. Mythical warriors will definitely know it..."

After covering his mouth and pondering for a few seconds, Wang Wuzuo continued to ask.

"What else? Do you remember his appearance?"

"Of course I remember, it's very fierce! It's terrifying!"

"What do the specific facial features look like?"

"Well……"

Looking at each other, the four surviving people all saw a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.

I clearly remember what it looks like, but when I think about it carefully, my memory seems to be covered with a veil and I can't see clearly at all!

Seeing their appearance, Wang Wuzuo vaguely understood something, stood up and left without any regrets.

"Wang Wuzuo...wait for me!"

Capt. Li and his subordinates quickly chased after them, and they quickly walked out of the building and onto the street outside.

The smell of blood dissipated and Captain Li breathed a long sigh of relief as he breathed in the fresh air outside.

"Mythical martial artist, one foot tall, muscular body, violent style, suspected of turning on the [Strength] and [Agility] pun. I have roughly sketched the prisoner's portrait... No, I always feel that something is wrong..."

Hearing Wang Wuzuo's muttering to himself, several people around him were stunned.

"Is there something wrong?"

"On the surface, there is nothing wrong. The martial artist affected by the mythical disease lost control and went crazy, and massacred [Kokukakukan] like crazy. But the way he acted was too smooth and delicate, which was slightly contradictory to his violent and rough style.

."

As he said this, Wang Wuzuo turned back to look at a few people and murmured meaningfully.

"If you put aside the cruel and brutal massacre methods and just look at his course of action, don't you think there is a sense of beauty in flowing water?"

"Well……"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyelids jumped immediately.

Yes, there was not a single unnecessary movement. The silent death swallowed up the entire building like mercury. The whole process was silent, cruel and evil.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Capt. Li subconsciously shouted in a low voice.

"You suspect that someone deliberately..."

The words that came out of his mouth stopped abruptly, and Capt. Li quickly covered his mouth, fearing that something bad would come out of his mouth.

"Whoever benefits, who is the most suspect, once the [Bliss Pavilion] falls, other places in the city will be happy..."

"However, the shareholders behind them are from the same aristocratic family. Logically speaking, they would not be able to do such a thing, not to mention..."

After speaking for a while, Wang Wuzuo suddenly felt a chill coming over him. He turned around and looked at the gorgeous thorn flowers on the plaque of [Bliss Pavilion]. He lowered his head in fear, not daring to say those words.

"what else?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that the prisoner shouldn't be as rough and reckless as he behaves."

"What should that look like?"

"Elegance, calmness, the gentleness of holding everything in the palm of your hand..."

While he was talking, Wang Wuzuo's eyes suddenly noticed an unrealistically handsome young man in white sipping wine by the window on the third floor opposite.

The two sides met each other's eyes, and the young man raised his glass gracefully and respected each other from afar.

In an instant, intense cold sweat soaked Wang Zuozuo's vest.

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Chapter completed!