The sound is thunderous and deafening.

Feng Jin's face was dead. He was at a loss. "Emissary, I didn't do anything wrong!"

"three days ago, what did you drink at a nightclub? Did you forget?"

Feng Jin is silent.

of course, he remembered that three days ago, when he was drinking, he fell in love with a beautiful woman and started a dispute with others. He killed three people.

this matter was covered by his eldest brother Feng Mingchuan's money.

but I didn't think of it. They can still know.

"martial arts practitioners have a world of martial arts practitioners. Killing ordinary people is heinous!"

Feng Jin got down on...