Become a Villain Loli

He Xue looked at the somewhat deserted martial arts hall in front of him, his pupils twitched slightly, he looked at the subordinate beside him, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure the murderer came from this shuttle hall?"

"It's true, the information I got from the Health Supervision Bureau left traces of the murderer at the scene. The boxing style that killed Mr. Wu Qianqiu is the core skill of Suozi Boxing." The man in black wearing a dog-head mask next to him , the tone is very cautious: "Of course, it is not ruled out that someone deliberately imitates the fist style and blames the shuttle hall."

"Although Suozi Quan is the last of the martial arts school, it is protected by the martial arts association after all. Our dog face has no reasonable reason to directly attack the shuttle pavilion, which is bound to attract a counterattack from the martial arts association." He Xue pondered for a moment before slowing down. Slowly said: "However, our dog face will not be afraid of this kind of martial arts hall, we must seek an explanation for Wu Qianqiu's death."

The martial arts schools of the Xia Federation have developed for hundreds of years since the establishment of the Dark Ages.

And this Shuttle Museum, although it is also a genre that has been passed down for many years, but now, it is like a candle in the wind, it has fallen to the extreme, the bloodline is thin to the extreme, and even the original force has not been born.

The existing strength of the dog face club is enough to crush the shuttle hall, but...

The Martial Arts Association standing behind it is not something that Inumen would be offended by.

"You can let them hand over the murderer and take it to Lord Wu Jingshen to deal with." The dog-headed man next to him gave a suggestion: "There is an injustice, and the debt has the owner. It is not a last resort. At this stage, it is not suitable for us to meet with dogs. There is a head-on conflict in the shuttle hall."

The new speaker of the parliament has been fighting the dark organizations in various cities for the past two years. If there is a full-scale conflict with the Shuozi Pavilion, unless it can be solved without knowing it, it will inevitably suffer a direct blow from the Martial Arts Association.

"That's fine. The Shuozi Pavilion has been in decline for a long time. Even the current pavilion owner is only a fifth-level Martial Daoist, so he shouldn't refuse our request."

He Xue nodded. He originally wanted to start killing, but he didn't expect to involve the martial arts hall, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

But now I'm here to seek revenge, so I'm still showing the attitude of the dog face meeting.

So he hesitated for a few seconds, but chose to rush in directly.

Beep beep.

Listening to the constant sound of the alarm, Liu Wentao's face was sinking, he unlocked the door, and pushed the door open: "Xianxian, go out with me and have a look."

Shuozi Pavilion is ranked too low in the federation, it belongs to the last echelon, and it is still the kind that will fall out at any time. Therefore, over the years, it has often been challenged by those unpopular martial arts schools, trying to use Shuozi Pavilion as a stepping stone for promotion to emerging genres.

It also happens from time to time that people are kicked out like this.

It's just that Liu Wentao was wrong this time. It was not the kicker who came to make trouble, but the one who came to ask for the murderer.

Xu Xianxian followed behind the master, walked through the long corridor, and saw several masked men standing there in a distance, with a domineering posture.

As for the young students of the Budokan, they were guarded by Senior Sister, and looked at these dog-faced men for unknown reasons.

After they all heard the alarm, they ran out to check the situation, but they didn't expect to be blocked by these masked men.

Senior Sister stared at the leader, He Xue, with a vigilant expression on her face. She said neither humble nor arrogant: "This is the territory of the martial arts hall, and you are not welcome to underground organizations."

Although she is only a first-level Martial Daoist, she still has some understanding of some of the factions in Hongjing City, not to mention the characteristics of the members of the Dog Face Club, which are too obvious.

Dog face, as the name suggests, is a man in black wearing a dog-head mask. This kind of flamboyant style is hard to recognize.

"In your martial arts hall, someone killed an important member of our organization." He Xue's voice was soft and thin like a woman's. He said lightly, "As long as you hand over the murderer, we will leave."

As soon as those words came out, not to mention that Big Sister's expression changed, even the students behind her exploded.

"Murder?"

"There is a murderer in our Budokan...? Impossible, right?"

"Where is the Canine Club? Big Sister said it's an underground organization..."

"Quiet me!" Liu Wentao shouted when he saw that his little apprentice was about to be exposed, then walked over a few steps to He Xue, and said with a calm expression, "Is there a murderer, it's not you guys? No matter what people say, without a notice from the Health and Supervision Administration, you are still making trouble here, and I can directly sue you for defamation."

When He Xue saw that even the curator had come forward, he was not surprised but delighted, and laughed directly, his laughter sounded particularly shrill, "Curator Liu, since you are here, let's not speak secretly, let's take care of this. Make things clear!"

However, with his face paralyzed, even if he laughed, it was the kind of smirk that didn't make him laugh.

"Xiaowen, you bring these students back to the practice room. You are not allowed to come out without my permission."

Liu Wentao ignored He Xue, turned his head, and whispered to his daughter and other students to come.

"Okay..."

Liu Wen nodded and walked to the other side with the other ordinary students. From time to time, she looked back at Xu Xianxian, and found that the other party had no intention of leaving, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

'Could it be... these people are here to look for little junior sister? ’

She thought so, but the movements on her feet did not stop. Following her father's instructions, she brought the other students into the practice room.

In the face of being ignored, He Xue was not angry, he still kept a smile, he watched those ordinary students leave, UU reading www. In the spacious hall of uukanshu.com, only Liu Wentao and Xu Xianxian were left, as well as the members of the Dog Face Club.

"Wu Qianqiu, you killed it, right?" Seeing Xu Xianxian standing still, He Xue's smirk deepened a bit, "Seeing the dog coming to the door, he didn't retreat at all. Not bad, you little boy. The girl has some courage."

Although he said it lightly on the surface, after seeing Xu Xianxian's appearance, great waves arose in his heart.

'Even though Wu Qianqiu is only a second-level Martial Daoist, after all, he has experienced hundreds of battles. If he wants to kill him in a short time, he must be a Martial Daoist above the third-level peak. But this little girl, no matter how you look at it, is only thirteen or fourteen years old...'

Thirteen or fourteen-year-old third-level martial artists, they all understand the concept of what it means.

"Yes... it was killed by someone else." Xu Xianxian didn't give He Xue time to think, she pinched the skirt of her dress and twisted her feet wrapped in small leather boots before she said in a milky voice: " It's obviously that strange **** who wants to attack me, and people...people...only counterattack..."

Her eyes were bright and innocent, her double ponytail hair was slightly upturned, swaying back and forth in the air, like a delicate doll, very pure and flawless.

"Little girl, you..."

He Xue still kept a smirk, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the little girl's pupils in front of him suddenly turning blood red.

Then, between the tumbling of the two ponytails, a faint scent of milk came, and at the same time, there was the other side's sinister fist from a tricky angle.

Small and soft.

Like a small piece of marshmallow, it was thrown over without the slightest lethality.

"die!"

When the fist rolled, Xu Xianxian let out a scream.