My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 16 Judgment (for further reading)

Jin Wu slanted westward.

The golden sunset glow shines on the earth like a layer of veil, adding a warm color to the earth.

If the miserable corpse on the ground was ignored, the scene would not lose its beauty.

Soon, dense footsteps came from outside the school grounds.

Everyone looked back.

A group of men dressed in black cloth with the word "law enforcement" embroidered on it, walked into the school field quickly.

They all carried long knives with black sheaths on their waists, and were silent.

A chilling atmosphere pervaded the school grounds.

Even the flies flying in the school grounds were silent.

"Where is the murderer?"

A black-faced middle-aged man with a height of seven feet and seven inches and a Chinese character face stood up and spoke lightly.

This person's name is Mei Guizhong, a ninth-rank blood-level martial artist, and the captain of the Dajiang Gang's law enforcement team.

Everyone looked at Li Changkong in the middle of the school grounds.

At this time, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he stood calmly in front of Ji Kang's body, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

Mei Guizhong stepped forward.

Seeing this, Xu Xiu stepped forward to say something, but Mei Guizhong stopped her with her hand.

Looking at the miserable corpse of Ji Kang on the ground, Mei Guizhong's pupils shrank unconsciously:
"So ruthless means, so straightforward to fight!"

He carefully inspected Ji Kang's body and found that there were basically no wounds on his body except his neck. Obviously, Li Changkong seized the opportunity and killed him with one blow!
"Did you know that for deliberately murdering other members of the gang, according to the rules of the Dajiang gang, they should be punished with three knives and six holes?"

"know."

"Then you still know how to break the law?"

He had a dark face, bursting with momentum, and pressed straight towards Li Changkong.

If it was someone else in the school field, he might have been intimidated by him, and they might have said everything in a panic.

After all, the identities of ninth-rank warriors and the captain of the law enforcement team are already big figures that they are usually difficult to get in touch with.

There is a difference between the upper and lower levels, and the order of respect and inferiority is the education they have received since childhood.

However, Li Changkong was still a college student in his previous life, and he only maintained basic respect and courtesy to other people. If you want him to be as humble as others, it will be impossible.

So when faced with Mei Guizhong's questioning, Li Changkong raised his eyebrows, and pushed back in a neutral manner:
"Then what is talking to you now is a corpse."

Mei Guizhong's expression darkened when he heard the words.

After serving as the captain of the law enforcement team for so many years, Li Changkong was the first person in the bottom gang who dared to talk to him like this.

If people who are familiar with him see his current expression, they will know that the black-faced villain is really angry.

He stared at Li Changkong for dozens of seconds, and the hearts of the others became tense.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the school field dropped to freezing point, and no one dared to speak.

However, Mei Guizhong was not an indiscriminate person. After realizing that Li Changkong's expression hadn't changed under pressure, he suddenly yelled.

"Liu Yuan!"

"exist!"

A young man in the law enforcement team behind him clasped his hands in response.

"Ask other people what happened."

"Yes!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the sound, and couldn't help admiring Li Changkong's courage.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner, and began to be taken aside one by one for questioning.

But Xu Xiu finally found a chance, he squeezed beside Mei Guizhong.

Stretching out his big hand, he grabbed Mei Guizhong's shoulders and took him aside.

Mei Guizhong frowned, and did not reject Xu Xiu like before.

He and Xu Xiu were old acquaintances, and there were two main reasons for refusing to talk to Xu Xiu before.

The first is to avoid suspicion, not to let Xu Xiu's words affect his first judgment.

The second is deceit, see if you can defraud something from Li Changkong's mouth.

Ordinary gangsters committed crimes, and they basically confessed to being cheated by him like this.

Unexpectedly, Li Changkong returned without success.

The two came to a corner away from the crowd, and everyone only saw Xu Xiu talking to Mei Guizhong, and Mei Guizhong looked up at Li Changkong from time to time.

"He has mastered the artistic conception?"

Mei Guizhong was a little surprised, but also a little skeptical.

After all, no one in the entire Dajiang gang has comprehended the artistic conception. In his concept, this thing only exists in legends.

But he still knew Xu Xiu well, knowing that he never told lies.

"So you're saying that it was Jikang who wanted to kill Li Changkong first, and Li Changkong killed him with artistic conception martial arts, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Xiu nodded.

"I already know it, and I will make a decision after I have heard other people's eyewitness testimony."

"Do they see me right?"

Xu Xiu was a little anxious, but as Mei Guizhong's colleague, he knew her well.

He will not make a rash decision based on Xu Xiu's one-sided remarks.

So he still waited quietly for the others to finish their questions.

Soon, Liu Yuan handed a stack of testimonials to Mei Guizhong.

After reading the testimony, Mei Guizhong spoke in the eyes of everyone expecting:

"Li Changkong, since Jikang killed you first, it is reasonable for you to kill him by mistake this time."

"I declare you innocent"

"Wait a minute!"

Li Changkong's heart sank, and he suddenly looked back.

A group of people filed in from the entrance of the school yard.

The leader is wearing a red uniform embroidered with a picture of a rhino looking at the moon, with wide earlobes.

Two figures behind him, there is a tall, thick-haired man.

His right hand was hanging in front of his chest with a bandage, and he was looking at Li Changkong with eyes of three parts doubt, three parts surprise, and four parts fear.

It was Hong Zongyuan.

"Wait a minute."

Song Yan smiled lightly and said:
"Captain Mei, if you expose the murder so easily, where will you put the gang rules?"

"What if someone imitates Li Changkong in the future?"

"What does Hall Master Song mean?"

Mei Guizhong frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the death of a person who was going to help the crowd would attract Song Yan.

As the head of the Blood Killing Hall, Song Yan is one of the most powerful members of the Dajiang Gang.

He never cared about such trifles.

This time, I don't know why it appeared here.

Hall Master Song!
Li Changkong's pupils shrank, and he recalled Hong Zongyuan's triumphant words three days ago.

I have something to do with Blood Killing Hall!

His heart sank.

"My point is very simple. If Li Changkong is not punished, how can we establish the authority of gang rules?"

"Captain Mei, what do you think?"

"Hall Master Song is right."

After a moment of silence, Mei Guizhong said calmly, his character is like this, one is one and two is two.

What Song Yan said was indeed reasonable.

"Li Changkong, I will give you two choices."

"First, enter the leading team to perform crimes and meritorious deeds."

"Secondly, there is still a lack of a person in the blood killing hall. If you behave well in the future, I will accept you as my adopted son."

As he spoke, Song Yan looked at Li Changkong.

His eyes were high and high, as if Li Changkong had been trapped in his Five Fingers Mountain and could no longer turn over.

His meaning was very simple, either go to the vanguard and become a cannon fodder, or be used by him, and by the way, he drew a big cake for Li Changkong.

"Sounds like I'm stuck with the second option."

Li Changkong murmured, as if he had been persuaded by Song Yan.

A smile appeared on Song Yan's face.

Hong Zongyuan's black face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

But in the next moment, the faces of the two of them changed as if they changed faces in a Beijing opera.

"But I refuse!"

Li Changkong looked at Song Yan's instantly black face, and laughed heartily.

You bastard also want me to recognize you as foster father?
Don't even think about it!

(End of this chapter)