The gunshot suddenly broke the tranquility of the village. The people who were resting in the mosque suddenly woke up and touched the pistol in a conditioned reflex: "Who is shooting, what happened?"

Yuan Tianzhong reacted the most quickly and quickly ran out of the mosque with a soft sword in his hand. When he saw Xie Wendong who shot, he hurriedly asked nervously: "Brother Dong, what happened?"

Xie Wendong has always been happy and angry. Even if he encounters something strange, it is difficult to see a hint of panic on his face. But now, Yuan Tianzhong clearly saw the complicated expression on Brother Dong's face. This expression was mixed with helplessness, nervousness, and fear. Yuan Tianzhong thought to himself, what big thing happened to make Brother Dong's appearance.

Seeing Yuan Tianzhong, Xie Wendong suddenly stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Changfeng is gone, the white blood brother who is watching the night is gone, and the nuclear warhead is gone."

"What?" Yuan Tianzhong's eyes widened to the extreme, as if he was dreaming. He subconsciously swept his eyes left and right, and sure enough, the people and vehicles disappeared: "How could this be the ten white blood brothers and Changfeng, even if I could not defeat them quietly. I don't believe that there are such powerful people in this world."

"Who said no?" Xie Wendong let go of Yuan Tianzhong's shoulders and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon: "Unless, they were plotted against by someone."

At this time, Dong Xinlei, Jiang Sen and others had also arrived at Xie Wendong. Everyone asked in a verbal question: "Brother Dong, what happened?" Xie Wendong told everyone what happened on the scene, and grabbed his hair with irritable hands: "No, no, something must have been wrong, something must have been wrong."

Everyone had never seen Brother Dong lose control. When he panicked, his brothers were also panicked. Zhang Yating clearly felt something was wrong with Xie Wendong and hurried over and advised: "Brother Dong, don't worry, Brother Ren and his brothers will definitely be fine, and the goods may be found."

No one can be seen in life, no corpse can be seen in death.

Xie Wendong had thought about the scenes of accidents in his brothers around him, some were assassinated, some died on the battlefield, and some drove off the cliff. But he never thought that they would "never see people in their lives, and never see corpses in their lives." Ren Changfeng was really too important to Xie Wendong. He was a real right-hand man and one of the most successful generals. If something happened to him, Xie Wendong would have to go crazy.

He was still pulling his hair with his hands, and kept muttering: "Hurry, find someone quickly, find someone quickly, you must find Ren Changfeng, you must find Ren Changfeng. Go, why are you standing there? Why don't you go find him?"

"Ohhh" The people around him woke up as if they were dreaming, searching for clues. Dong Xinlei saw something wrong with Brother Dong, so he quickly grabbed his hand: "Brother Dong, are you sick? Should you find a place to sit down and rest?" "I'm fine", Xie Wendong waved his hand, walked quickly to Jiang Sen, who was checking the scene, and asked anxiously: "Lao Sen, have you found any valuable information?"

Jiang Sen stood up and told Xie Wendong: "From the scene, there were no signs of any fight. There were three possibilities for this situation. The first possibility was that a peerless master appeared, who killed eleven of them silently and took the opportunity to drive away our truck."

Halfway through his words, Zhang Yanjiang, who had just arrived, interrupted: "There will never be such a strong man in this world who can instantly defeat them while so many masters are on guard."

Jiang Sen nodded: "This possibility is indeed relatively low. The second possibility is that something we didn't know about, Changfeng took the ten white blood brothers to drive away." "This possibility is lower than the one just now." He Haoran, the leader of the Leopard Hall, couldn't help but say: "If something really happens, why don't they call us? Is it safer to have more people than fewer people?" "I also agree with Haoran's opinion." Dong Xinlei, Chu Bo, and Yuan Tianzhong expressed their positions.

Jiang Sen nodded again: "There is only the last possibility left. Someone poisoned them, because only poisons can bring down everyone without realizing it."

While they were discussing, the careful Zhang Yating suddenly noticed a small handful of dead grass beside the fire. She grabbed the grass and sniffed it. A strong fragrance penetrated into her nose. Then she seemed to be drunk, her body was uncontrollable and sat on the ground.

"Ting'er, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Xie Wendong squatted down and quickly helped Zhang Yating up. Zhang Yating held her head and forced herself to cheer up: "Brother Dong, there seems to be something wrong with this grass."

"There is a problem with the grass." Xie Wendong suspiciously and turned to ask Qiu Yanlin: "Qiuxiaojie, you have been in Iran for so long, do you know what grass this is?"

Qiu Yanlin squatted down, picked up one and sniffed it: "Brother Dong, I don't know what kind of grass this is. Wait, the people in this village must know, I'll ask."

Xie Wendong: "Go and go back quickly."

Qiu Yanlin went quickly and came back quickly. When she came back, there was a villager in her forties and fifties around her. Because Xie Wendong and others had helped them yesterday, the villager was very polite to Qiu Yanlin. When they heard that they had something to ask for advice, they quickly followed without saying a word.

"Please help me see what kind of grass is this?" The Persian villagers didn't even look at it, and said, "This is wormwood, a kind of mosquito repellent grass that is a specialty of our place. As long as you light one in the house, mosquitoes will not be found in you all night. But, there are no mosquitoes in this season, where did you get this thing?" Persian

"Mosquito repellent grass is just a simple thing," Qiu Yanlin, Persian, continued to ask. The villager: "This kind of mosquito repellent grass has a strong calming effect. If you smell too much, you will fall asleep unconsciously. Someone once burned twenty grams of wormwood at one time and slept for three days and three nights before waking up..." Persian

"Brother Dong, I think I understand why Brother Ren and the White Blood Brothers disappeared." Qiu Yanlin said seriously.

Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes: "Why didn't you see me?"

Qiu Yanlin simply told Xie Wendong what the villagers said just now.
Chapter completed!