My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 55 I lied to you just now

"Li Changkong, don't be impulsive. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and definitely give you justice."

Looking at Li Changkong's determined face, Li Fanjiang frowned fiercely.

Han Kening is currently the strongest among the ninth-rank fighters of the Dajiang Gang, and he is very likely to break through to the eighth-rank in the near future. With his strength, the Dajiang Gang will overwhelm the other two gangs.

And Li Changkong is the future of the Dajiang Gang. His talent is outstanding, and he may not be able to enter the sixth-rank realm in time.

Even when Li Changkong was in his prime, Li Fanjiang didn't think he could defeat Han Kening, at most he would remain undefeated.

And now that Li Changkong was poisoned and injured, there was no suspense in the fight.

Naturally, he didn't want to sit and watch Li Changkong die.

"Yes, Li Changkong, trust the leader, he will definitely uphold justice for you!"

Cheng Yuting and Tan Guang were also in a hurry, and Li Changkong was too impulsive!

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

You are so talented and young, and you will have plenty of time in the future. When you reach the seventh rank, Han Kening can only wait in front of you?
In response to these dissuading words, Li Changkong didn't even move his eyelids, and stared straight at Han Kening on the stage.

Han Kening looked at his nose, nose and heart, and didn't even move.

He didn't respond to Li Changkong anymore. After all, everything was Li Changkong's own speculation, without any substantive evidence.

Suspect?Doubt it works?Doubt that it can be eaten as a meal?

He, Li Changkong, was not a big shot, so he could be nailed to death on the charge of Han Kening just by suspicion.

Although this is the best time to kill Li Changkong, if he came to power, wouldn't he be convicted of his crime?

Even if he killed Li Changkong, Han Kening could not escape his death, and in the end he just made a wedding dress for Song Yan.

Not moving is the best response.

Looking at Han Kening who looked like a giant Buddha on the stage, Li Changkong said in a dark voice:

"Are you sure you don't agree to my death fight? Now is the best time for you to kill me?"

"When I recover from my injury, you will face my endless revenge. After a while, I will be at the eighth rank. Will you still be able to defeat me by then?"

"I will stare at you from behind every day, as long as you show any flaws, I will kill you."

"By the way, the toxin of the tianluocao silver silk flower has begun to gradually decline, are you sure you don't want to come?"

"Guangzhu, you have also heard that if I don't share my life with Li Changkong today, I will be killed by him in the future."

Han Kening's heart gradually turned cold. It seemed that Li Changkong really knew that he was one of the masterminds behind the scenes. He no longer took any chances. He stood up and smiled helplessly at Li Fanjiang.

"Master, this poison is really not from my old Han. Don't worry, I will try my best to save Li Changkong's life."

Hearing this, Li Fanjiang's expression softened slightly, and he nodded to Han Kening.

Although he felt that Han Kening was more suspicious, after all, there was no real evidence, and Han Kening's words were indeed very appropriate.

Compared with Han Kening, who knew the advances and retreats, and the gains and losses, Li Fanjiang felt dissatisfied with Li Changkong at this time. Although this man was a genius, he was too rebellious and not obedient enough.

Seeing that Han Kening finally agreed, Li Changkong breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Han Kening, the old wall lamp, would be a turtle with a shrunken head, and he would really be a mouse and a turtle with no way to do it.

Li Changkong knew in his heart that Li Fanjiang would definitely be dissatisfied with him, but he didn't care.

There are so many strong people in the world, and he doesn't have to hang himself on the tree of Li Fanjiang. As long as he is talented enough, is he afraid that he won't have a foster father to appreciate him?

On the contrary, if Han Kening is not killed this time, then the next opportunity will be unknown when it will be.

"It's really looking for death!"

"That's right, although this Li Changkong is very talented, his brain is really not good. Is Captain Han also capable of provoking him?"

The two warriors in Xueshatang said in a low voice with disdain on their faces.

Hearing this, Chu Lin raised his eyebrows and said lightly:
"The results haven't come out yet, Li Changkong is not a brainless person."

Hearing Chu Lin's words, he was actually more optimistic about Li Changkong!
Ma Qingqing looked at Chu Lin in surprise. She had been paying attention to this handsome young man for a long time. Not to mention his outstanding family, he became a ninth-rank warrior at the age of sixteen. The best thing is that he is still very handsome!
"Really? Can you tell me about Li Changkong's advantages?"

Ma Qingqing was not shy, and went directly in front of Chu Lin, which made the face of the young man next to her darken instantly.

"Stunning! With Li Changkong's performance just now, I'm afraid that even Captain Han can't catch a single move. Some people just like to say some different opinions to gain attention, but they don't know that these opinions are full of mistakes and omissions!"

The young man sneered and said loudly on purpose, and glanced at Ma Qingqing from the corner of his eye, hoping that she would change her mind.

It's a pity that neither of them glanced at him. Ma Qingqing was still giggling in front of Chu Lin. The proud part of her chest trembled like jelly with the laughter, attracting the attention of many people.

The young man's face became even uglier, and he couldn't help looking expectantly at the stage, hoping that Li Changkong would be beaten to death by Han Kening soon.

On the loess field, Li Changkong and Han Kening stood opposite each other.

Xue Xu's body had already been carried away for disposal, and only the shallow traces of struggle on the ground proved that Xue Xu was still alive and kicking a few minutes ago.

"Captain Han, why don't you attack? This is not your style."

Li Changkong raised his eyebrows, the cloth around his neck had been stained dark with blood.

But he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and he still had time to tease Han Kening.

A look of regret appeared on Han Kening's face:
"Long sky, brother, I am very sad!"

"Which bastard have you been slandered by? You actually doubt my sincerity for you, brother."

"Long Kong, listen to Big Brother Han's persuasion, admit defeat!"

"I can pretend that nothing happened today, and we are still good brothers."

Seeing Han Kening looking over sincerely, Li Changkong had a sneer on his face:
"I even know that you got the Bone Washing Flower, what else do you think I don't know?"

"Also, you don't really think you're sure of winning, do you?"

"Actually, what I said just now was a lie to you. Because of the body wash pill, the toxins of the celestiaceae and silver silk flower in my body have almost subsided. The battle with Xue Xu just now was all acted out for me. You see, the purpose is to let you, an old fox, come on stage to fight me."

Li Changkong stopped pretending. Today, he wanted to beat Han Kening, a villain who played tricks in front of his face and behind his back, to death on the spot, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Kill Han Kening first, then Song Yan!

The smile on Han Kening's face faded little by little:

"Since you insist on being taught a lesson, it is my duty as the eldest brother. Don't worry, I will spare your life."

(End of this chapter)