Chapter 354 - 272: The Revived Feng Family Members and He Yan Appears! (Part 2)
Chapter 354: Chapter 272: The Revived Feng Family Members and He Yan Appears! (Part 2)
"That night, it was indeed Fuo Songde who took me to the Feng Family. He personally killed Mr. Feng!"
"He also took away most of the Feng Family’s treasures."
"Sir, you can send someone to search Fuo Songde’s residence. Such valuable items must be hidden there."
Upon hearing this, Fuo Songde’s face turned pale instantly, and the saber in his hand clattered to the ground.
His legs weakened, and he directly kneeled down, his voice trembling: "Mr. Su, Mr. Liang, Mr. Lu, I am innocent!"
"Yan Chengping is clearly framing me!"
"I... I..."
Suddenly, another dull sound echoed.
Fuo Songde fell straight forward and passed out.
Behind Fuo Songde, Su An quietly stood there, his expression calm as water.
Su An slowly withdrew his right hand from mid-air, it was clear he had knocked out Fuo Songde.
Su An glanced at the county officials around him, then stared at the County Magistrate of Panshi County.
"There’s nothing more for you here, all of you should leave."
"Also, take him away."
"Remember, you’d better not play any tricks on your superiors."
"Otherwise, hmph!"
Su An deliberately said the last two sentences slowly and clearly, to ensure the County Magistrate of Panshi County heard him distinctly.
This was a warning to handle the case honestly and not to have any inappropriate thoughts.
"Yes, Mr. Su, we will take our leave now."
The county officials dared not delay, under the County Magistrate’s orders, they hurriedly lifted Fuo Songde.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Su An, Liang Cheng, and Lu Yunqing, they embarrassingly left the scene.
Liang Cheng glanced sideways at Yan Chengping and unhesitatingly reached out his right hand to lift him up.
Yan Chengping’s body hung in mid-air like a tattered sack, his face pale as paper, eyes filled with fear and despair.
"What are you looking at!"
"Next, it’s time for you, this vile beast, to repay your blood debt."
Being held by Liang Cheng, Yan Chengping’s feet left the ground, his whole body trembling with fear.
His lips quivered, his voice stuttering: "What... what do you want to do!"
"Let me go, let me go!"
Liang Cheng ignored Yan Chengping’s pleas, coldly glancing at him.
Afterward, Liang Cheng strode toward the mansion filled with a burnt smell.
The mansion’s main door was already dilapidated, the door planks covered in charred marks, evidently having endured a fire.
"Bang!"
Liang Cheng raised his foot and kicked open the precarious door without mercy.
The door planks made a dull thud, falling heavily to the ground, stirring up dust.
Inside the mansion, chaos reigned.
Walls were covered with char marks, and dried blood stains faintly remained visible.
The ground was scattered with burnt furniture and broken porcelain.
Liang Cheng, holding Yan Chengping, walked into the mansion with big strides. His gaze swept around sternly.
Upon entering the main hall, the air reeked of burning smell mixed with a rotten scent, making Liang Cheng nauseous.
Those charred wooden pillars barely supported the precarious, dilapidated building.
With each step, the splintered floorboards groaned ominously.
Above, the beams were riddled with holes, a few rays of bright moonlight managed to penetrate through the gaps.
Casting mottled shadows on the dusty ground.
"Enough!"
Su An’s voice suddenly interrupted, frowning slightly as he said to Liang Cheng: "Liang Cheng, let’s just leave him here!"
"We need to go now, Mr. He is waiting outside."
Liang Cheng nodded upon hearing this, then mercilessly tossed Yan Chengping toward the center of the hall.
"Bang!"
Yan Chengping’s body fell heavily to the ground, making a muffled sound.
His body had already been crippled by Liang Cheng and Lu Yunqing, unable to move, he lay there like a broken puppet.
"Go quickly!"
Su An commanded sharply, the three of them no longer keeping their calm demeanor, rushing out of the mansion in haste.
Their figures quickly vanished into the darkness, leaving only Yan Chengping slumped in the hall’s center.
"Hey!"
"You stinking officials!"
"What the hell!"
"What are you talking about!"
"The ghost things of the Feng Family, what does it mean!"
Yan Chengping’s voice echoed in the empty hall, filled with terror and anger.
His gaze swept around, eyes full of despair.
The hall was dead silent.
The charred marks on the walls appeared particularly eerie in the dim light.
Yan Chengping’s body trembled violently with fear, his lips quivering, voice stammering continuously: "No... don’t... spare me... spare me..."
Yan Chengping’s voice echoed hollowly in the mansion hall, as if squeezed out of his throat, full of despair and pleas.
However, only silence responded to him.
Outside the mansion, Liang Cheng, Su An, and Lu Yunqing stood at a distance, coldly watching the mansion’s direction.
"Mr. Su, do you think... will those ’ghost things’ of the Feng Family really appear?"
Liang Cheng asked softly, with a trace of uncertainty in his tone.
"They will!"
A deep authoritative voice interrupted their conversation from behind Liang Cheng and his companions.