Xia Yu said coldly.

"It's...you?? Didn't you die five years ago?"

Chen Feng was shocked.

Because what Xia Yu did was so bizarre, he even felt that he was not facing a human being, but a ghost that was seeking his life.

But Xia Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with him. The next second, the two sharp arrows that hurt his sister went straight through his head, pinning Chen Feng to the wall.

And before leaving.

Looking at the camera in the attic that kept flashing red lights, he said with a serious expression: "If I remember correctly, the boss of Liehu Hall should be you, Chen Sanjin."

"Your son bullied my sister."

"Before dark, I ask you to go to my house to plead guilty. This request shouldn't be too much!"

"Damn! Who is this guy? Damn it, he harmed our young master, and yet he dares to let our boss stand on a thorn and plead guilty. He is riding a horse, I have to chop him to death!"

Half an hour later.

In the old factory building surrounded by the Five Thousand Gangs of Liehutang, a burst of yelling suddenly erupted.

In the attic.

All the dozen or so leaders of the Fierce Tiger Hall were furious!

Xia Yu on the screen has been put on their must-kill list!

but.

Chen Sanjin, who was holding his son's body in his arms, suddenly shouted with an ashen face: "Now! Give it to me! Prepare thorns!"

"Master Jin, are you going to plead guilty? Why!" All the leaders didn't understand.

Chen Sanjin didn't explain, and hugged his son with tears streaming down his face.
Chapter completed!