Peerless War God in City

Suddenly.    

Jiang Dunhao's face hardened as if he had gone mad. His eyes turned blood-red as he picked up the document on the floor and started to tear it apart.    

One by one.    

Jiang Dunhao tore it up extremely seriously.    

The current Jiang Dunhao had already lost his ability to think normally. He thought that as long as he tore these documents apart, Haotian would have no evidence.    

Seeing this, Haotian couldn't help but laugh. He slowly opened his mouth and said:    

"Young Master Jiang, slow down, slowly tear it up."    

"These are all backup copies. If you like tearing them, I'll send someone to print them out for you right away."    

"Yu Jin."    

Haotian shouted towards the door.    

The door to the office slowly opened.    

Yu Jin, covered in blood, walked in resolutely. He bowed respectfully and asked,    

"Sir, what can I do for you?"    

Haotian looked at the bloodstains on Yu Jin's body and slightly frowned. He then asked lightly, "How is it going outside?"    

"Reporting to Sir, a total of two thousand one hundred and thirty-two bandits have been killed!"    

Yu Jin said with a respectful and serious voice. The number of people was extremely accurate, so he didn't dare make the slightest mistake.    

"Yes."    

Haotian slowly nodded his head. His eyes were neither salty nor indifferent. There was not the slightest fluctuation in them.    

Jiang Dunhao turned pale with fright.    

The number Yu Jin was talking about was exactly the number of people he had arranged outside. According to Yu Jin, all of them had been killed by him.    

This...    

How is this possible!?    

Jiang Dunhao's mind was already filled with nervousness and fear. His mind went blank. His feet slightly bent, not daring to straighten. Every time he stretched, he would unceasingly tremble. His entire body was like a deflated ball, without the strength to support it.    

"Go and print out a few hundred copies of this document. Let Young Master Jiang tear it up to his heart's content." Haotian said to Yu Jin before Jiang Dunhao could wake up from his shock.    

Nodding respectfully, Nangang prepared to leave.    

Shua ~!    

Hearing this, Jiang Dunhao... With a sudden change in expression, he hurriedly put down the document in his hand.    

"Young Master Jiang, don't you like to flame? Why don't you do it now?" Haotian looked at Jiang Dunhao and said lightly with a hint of disdain in his voice.    

"You must have seen everything on it. Are you guilty?"    

Haotian, with a calm expression, looked at Jiang Dunhao and asked.    

When Jiang Dunhao heard this, his face was filled with fear as he shook his head.    

He said in extreme fear, "Fake, fake, these are all fake. The ones above are all fake. You forged them to slander us."    

Jiang Dunhao couldn't admit it.    

Any one of these crimes would result in the extermination of the entire sect, as well as the execution of the nine great clans.    

Hearing this, Haotian's expression remained the same. He naturally knew that Jiang Dunhao would not admit to it.    

Then, he turned his head to Yu Jin and slowly said:    

"Young Master Jiang Dunhao seems to be very interested in tearing the paper, but it's torn to shreds. After all, it's not good for the environment. Yu Jin, go feed the pieces to Young Master Jiang. Don't waste it."    

Hearing that, Yu Jin nodded respectfully.    

Then, he quickly came up to Jiang Dunhao and without saying anything, he grabbed his neck and opened his mouth.    

Jiang Dunhao's face turned extremely pale as he felt Yu Jin's strength in his neck which could even crush the skull. Jiang Dunhao immediately felt a sharp pain as if his neck was about to break.    

"I beg of you, I beg of you, please let me go. I won't dare to do it again …" Jiang Dunhao's face was full of fear as he pleaded. The current him had already given up all of his dignity, and only wanted Haotian to let him go.