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"Who are you? Stop hiding and come out. I see you're tired of living. I don't believe you have the guts to kill my son." Feng Laowu still couldn't accept the fact that his son had turned to ashes.
The car door opened, and Jiang Chen stepped out.
Upon seeing Jiang Chen, Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong quickly lowered their heads, fearing that Jiang Chen would notice them. They were filled with dread at the sight of him.
But Feng Laowu was different. When he saw Jiang Chen, a mere boy, his eyes turned red with rage, like a hungry wolf spotting its prey, wishing he could swallow Jiang Chen whole.
"Who are you? I'll give you one last chance to hand over my son. Otherwise, you won't leave here today," Feng Laowu said coldly.
The atmosphere was tense and filled with murderous intent as everyone looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief. Who would dare to confront Feng Laowu? Wasn’t that akin to courting death?
"Hu Lao, Leader Xiao, you're here too. Quickly tell him who I am!" Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.
At this moment, everyone was watching Jiang Chen, but only Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong kept their heads down, wishing they could shrink into their necks to avoid attention.
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong reluctantly raised their heads and awkwardly chuckled, "We were just invited to the wedding."
"You know each other?" Feng Laowu asked in confusion, not expecting Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong to be acquainted with Jiang Chen.
Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong nodded and quietly informed Feng Laowu that this person was named Jiang Chen and was someone they couldn't afford to provoke, so they dared not say more. They understood that in front of someone like Jiang Chen, speaking too much could lead to trouble; it was better to keep quiet.
Although Feng Laowu had mentioned having the Corpse Refining Clan as his backing, the moment they saw Jiang Chen, any flicker of confidence they had quickly faded away.
Feng Laowu found it strange; the attitudes of Xiao Junyong and Hu Sanxiong seemed off—they appeared genuinely afraid of Jiang Chen. Could it be that this kid had a significant background?
"Hu Lao, Leader Xiao, I said I killed Feng Laowu's son, but he doesn't believe me. You help me out here; I'm sure Feng Laowu will believe you," Jiang Chen said with a half-smile.
"Brother Feng, it seems I won't be able to be your son's godfather after all. If he says these ashes belong to your son, then they surely do. A person like him wouldn't joke about such things," Xiao Junyong said quietly.
"Yes, Brother Feng, please accept my condolences," Hu Sanxiong added.
"How is that possible? Do you really think he would dare to commit murder in broad daylight and burn my son to ashes? This is impossible! You actually believe him?" Feng Laowu questioned incredulously.
"I believe it, Brother Feng. Didn't you ask who killed your son? It was him," Xiao Junyong replied with a complex tone.
"Huh?" Feng Laowu was utterly shocked, his eyes nearly popping out. How could such a young person be so formidable?
Beside him, Hu Sanxiong was also slightly taken aback. It seemed that this time it truly was a coincidence; all three of their sons had died at Jiang Chen's hands.
"Brother Feng, since your son died at Mr. Jiang's hands, I think it's best to let it go. To be honest with you, my son also died at his hands. His martial arts skills are beyond comprehension; we really can't afford to provoke him," Hu Sanxiong said softly, his tone filled with resignation.
At that moment, the air suddenly fell silent as Feng Laowu stood there dumbfounded.
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