On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

"To find out who killed Huang Xu, please arrive at the location shown in the picture at midnight without attracting anyone's attention."

If an ordinary person encountered such a strange and mysterious invitation, even if he was not scared to death, he would certainly not dare to take the risk easily.

However, Hong Dazhi is no ordinary man. He is a skilled martial artist, and within the context of this episode, he's even a master. This means that if he were ever in danger, he'd be able to escape with his exceptional strength.

This confidence also gave him a kind of almost blind self-confidence - what can a mere civilian residence do to me? Even in the heavily guarded imperial palace, I can still come and go freely.

Hong Dazhi looked up at the sky. The night was as dark as ink and the stars were twinkling.

Then, he slipped into the stable silently like a ghost.

The stable was filled with a faint smell of hay and livestock, and the horses occasionally neighed softly.

It was not known whether the soldiers on duty had drunk too much or the general's martial arts were so superb, but Hong Dazhi did not attract anyone's attention and successfully led his horse out and left the barracks.

The sound of horse hooves seemed particularly crisp in the silent night, gradually fading away.

Hu Mingyue followed closely behind. However, after leaving the barracks, he did not head towards Lin Feng's new house. Instead, he walked along the slightly quiet path and slowly returned to Lin Feng's old house.

At this time, few people paid attention to her.

After all, almost all the netizens in her live broadcast room switched to Hong Dazhi's live broadcast room, looking forward to the exciting plot that might happen next.

Everyone watched as Hong Dazhi rode his horse at full speed and arrived in front of Lin Feng's new house.

In an instant, the netizens in the live broadcast room were in an uproar.

"Holy crap, this is impossible! The location in the diagram is actually Lin Feng's new house? Has Hu Mingyue lost her mind? She actually wants Lin Feng to confront Hong Dazhi head-on?"

"I don't think it's a big problem. After all, Lin Feng's skills are pretty good. I just wonder who would come out on top if these two really came to blows."

"Are you crazy? Don't forget, Lin Sen in this episode is set up as a poor scholar who can't even lift a chicken. No matter how good he is at fighting, how can he possibly defeat such an awe-inspiring general? What's more, Hong Dazhi is wearing heavy armor at the moment. No matter how powerful Lin Feng is, he can hardly hurt him at all."

"Oh, you guys are really meddling in other people's business. Since Hu Mingyue dared to invite him here, it means Lin Feng has already made all the necessary preparations. Think about it, when has Lin Feng ever fought a battle that he wasn't sure of winning?"

The last comment seemed to have an inexplicable persuasive power.

For a moment, everyone stopped arguing and stared at the screen intently, not daring to breathe, curious to know what would happen next.

Hong Dazhi arrived at the door of the house and dismounted swiftly.

He strode to the door and was about to raise his hand to knock, but unexpectedly, the door creaked open.

Hong Dazhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, a trace of doubt flashed through his mind, but he always acted decisively, without any hesitation, he immediately stepped in.

He walked into the yard, his eyes scanning the surroundings like a hawk.

The yard was silent, with only a faint candlelight coming from a room in the corner, which seemed particularly abrupt in the dark night.

Hong Dazhi's attention was quickly attracted by the house, and without even thinking, he walked towards it quickly.

However, when he walked into the room, the scene before him was beyond everyone's expectations.

The room was empty, with nothing but a table. Just as Hong Dazhi was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, a white note on the table attracted his full attention.

At this moment, the director in the room seemed to have telepathy and quickly aimed the camera at the white paper.

Hong Dazhi slowly walked over, picked up the note, and began to read: "General Hong, I must have exhausted you on Baizhen Mountain before. Yes, those treasure maps were all drawn by me. I distributed them because I wanted to see if you would be afraid to revisit your old place. But I really didn't expect that you would dare to stay there for so long in the Monba tribe's settlement, facing the souls of those who died because of you. This proves a truth: if you have no shame, you are invincible!"

As time went by, Hong Dazhi read the words on the note one by one.

The further he spoke, the colder his voice became, as if it came from the Netherworld, and his expression gradually became hideous and distorted.

Finally, there was a dull thud as he slammed the paper heavily on the table.

His palm was full of hatred, how could that small wooden table withstand it?

With a loud snap, the table broke into pieces in an instant, and the incense burner on the table rolled down and fell to the ground, exploding with a "bang".

Almost in an instant, the entire room was filled with the fine scent of powder. Even the live camera became foggy, making it difficult to see clearly.

The audience in the live broadcast room frantically posted comments again: "What the hell is going on? Can someone explain this to me?"

"I don't know. This must be a trap set by Lin Feng in advance. I think there must be something bad in this incense burner. It might be a knockout drug!"

"Fuck! He's way too bold! What if that note hadn't angered Hong Dazhi? I'm afraid the drug wouldn't have been leaked, right?"

"No, you forgot that Lin Feng is known as a man who stands at the top of the atmosphere. He did this because he knew Hong Dazhi would be furious."

Just as everyone was discussing, before these comments were finished, a dull sound of someone falling to the ground was heard in the live broadcast room, and then no other sound was heard.

I don’t know how long it took, but with the creaking sound of the door, the room that was originally filled with gray and hazy perfume gradually became clear.

It was not until this time that everyone realized that the previously arrogant Hong Dazhi had fallen straight to the ground, his life or death uncertain.

At this time, the camera of the director slowly moved upwards, revealing the tall and straight figure of Lin Feng.

He was holding a shiny boning razor in his hand, the blade flashing a cold light in the dim light.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they couldn't help but shudder.

Many timid girls subconsciously closed their eyes, as if they were afraid to face the bloody scene that might happen next.

"Boom boom boom——"

The footsteps were heavy and slow, like the footsteps of death, knocking on everyone's heart one by one.

Lin Feng walked towards Hong Dazhi step by step, with a look of determination and ruthlessness in his eyes.

When he came to Hong Dazhi, he swung the boning knife in his hand without even thinking and chopped it down at Hong Dazhi.

At this time, Zhang Dachui, who had been guarding the computer screen, was also frightened by Lin Feng's fierce expression.

However, as the program's director, he quickly recovered. With his fingers trembling slightly, he quickly replaced the live broadcast with an AI-generated image.

Soon, Lin Feng followed the plan and used the black technology props to dismember Hong Dazhi into five pieces.

He then carefully pieced Hong Dazhi's limbs and torso together, stuffed them into his armor, and then fixed it tightly.

Finally, Lin Feng slowly dragged the body wrapped in armor into the cellar filled with ice.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched these scenes with their own eyes, and they were all stunned and completely dumbfounded.