Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Chapter 61 – Educating The Newbie
Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Phoobiee
Director Ma felt torn. Although he wanted to comply with the two Senior Officials’ wishes and help the Qin family, Department Head Zhao greatly outranked him. It was simply too difficult to defend Qin Feng.
In an instant, the situation greatly changed and swung in the Hao family’s favour.
“There’s nothing left to say. That little bastard Qin Feng killed my grandson Hao Yun, and there’s enough evidence to prove he did it. I say we sentence him now; it’ll definitely be the death sentence.”
The room quickly fell silent, as though Qin Feng had really been given the death sentence. The only sound that could be heard was heavy breathing, and even Qin Huang wasn’t able to defend Qin Feng.
A lazy and unhappy sound cut through the silence.
“Since you disrespected me first by calling me a little bastard, I won’t give you face either. Oi… rotten old man, what right do you have to sentence me to death? And when did you see me kill your grandson? That guy was killed by a muscular and bearded man, who has already escaped. You should be hunting him down now.”
“You… what did you just call me?” Hao Yun’s grandfather suddenly coughed as his face twisted. He pointed at Qin Feng and roared, “You little bastard, even if you didn’t kill Hao Yun, you definitely killed an old man. An evildoer like you, who would kill a defenceless old man who didn’t even have the strength to truss up a chicken, deserves a hundred death sentences!”
Qin Feng was quite displeased that Hao Yun’s grandfather was still calling him a little bastard. “Rotten old man, don’t try to play dumb. That dead old man was a top-notch expert; don’t try to make him sound pitiful. If you ask me, I’d say he was probably a murderer escapee,” he replied.
Qin Feng wasn’t speaking nonsense. He simply didn’t believe that Uncle Feng had never killed anyone before. It was likely that he had killed people in the past and that he was seeking refuge. As such, he had found a backer to hide him as he evaded the police.
“Don’t
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