Chapter 182: The Mask of Zhu Bajie

Fang Yuanqiong forcefully pulled a poker card off an assassin, her pupils constricted, the skill of throwing cards to kill wasn't that sophisticated, in fact, many non-martial artists, with long-term training, if they had sufficient skill and wrist strength could also achieve it, but to be able to embed a card into the nasal bone, that definitely wasn't something an ordinary person could do!

"Could it be… this Chen Feng is really the murderer who killed my martial uncle?"

Fang Yuanqiong held the card in her hands and began to ponder, by the time the three of them arrived here, the five assassins inside had all fallen to the ground, not dead, but all injured and passed out, looking at Chen Feng's methods, he didn't seem like someone who enjoyed indiscriminate killing, was his uncle's death really related to him?

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"Hey, buddy, have you eaten?"