War God Returns

When he heard Shen Ze say these four words, Jiang Feng felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face instantly lost all color.    

Jiang Feng wasn't a fool. He naturally knew what Shen Ze meant by asking Zhang Che to kill him.    

Jiang Feng didn't want to die. It was as if he had gone mad. He begged Shen Ze. Lord Dragon God, I beg you, don't kill me!"    

"As long as you don't kill me, I can do anything you want me to do!"    

"Lord Dragon God, I really don't want to die. Don't kill me!"    

"Lord Dragon God, I offended you, but I didn't commit a death sentence. You can't kill me!"    

"Lord Dragon God, you can't, you can't kill me..."    

Due to his anxiety and panic, Jiang Feng's speech became somewhat incoherent.    

Shen Ze was indifferent to Jiang Feng's pleas and didn't pay any attention to them.    

Zhang Che saw that Shen Ze didn't have any intention of forgiving Jiang Feng, so he made his move.    

A cold light flashed in Zhang Che's eyes, and he exerted force on Jiang Feng's neck.    

With a cracking sound, Jiang Feng's neck was broken.    

"Puchi..."    

Jiang Feng's eyes widened. He tilted his head and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. At the same time, the life force in his body quickly disappeared without a trace.    

Jiang Feng died just like that, dying with everlasting regret!    

Following Zhang Che's release of his hand, the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.    

Regarding Jiang Feng's death, everyone felt that death deserved more than crimes. There was nothing to be pitied.    

Shen Ze didn't even look at the corpse. He immediately ordered Qin Chao, "Send the corpse to Ouyang Qingfeng."    

"Alright."    

Qin Chao felt relieved that Jiang Feng was executed. He agreed readily.    

Immediately after, Qin Chao dragged Jiang Feng's corpse and walked out of the courtyard.    

After seeing Qin Chao drag Jiang Feng's corpse out of the courtyard, Shen Ze withdrew his gaze and turned to Zhang Che. "Thank you for your hard work."    

Zhang Che shook his head gently when he heard that.    

Shen Ze said, "You can continue eating. I will go and rest for a while."    

"Please clean up after you finish eating."    

Although Zhang Che was a top warrior, he did not put on airs. He was just like an ordinary person.    

He didn't refuse Shen Ze's order. He nodded without hesitation.    

After that, Shen Ze went back to his room. Zhang Che continued to eat lunch.    

Regarding the matter of killing Jiang Feng, Zhang Che acted as if nothing had happened. He did what he should do.    

...    

After dragging Jiang Feng's corpse out of the courtyard, Qin Chao randomly found a sack and put it away.    

After that, he put it in the trunk of the car. After he was done, he drove to the Yanjing Martial Arts Club.    

The courtyard was not far from the Martial Arts Club. Not long after, the car arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Club.    

Since it was noon, everyone could either have lunch or rest.    

Whether it was on the road or in the dojo, it was quiet. There were few people around.    

After Qin Chao parked the car, he got out of the car and carried the gunny sack out of the trunk.    

After that, he dragged the gunny sack and walked straight into the dojo.    

At this time, everyone was either eating lunch or resting. There were still people guarding the dojo.    

The internal staff of the dojo saw Qin Chao, who they did not know, dragging a gunny sack and charging into the dojo, stopping him.    

"Kid, what are you doing?"    

It was a middle-aged man in a martial arts suit. After blocking Qin Chao's way, he looked at Qin Chao with a scrutinizing gaze and questioned him coldly.    

Qin Chao raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently. Then, he said with an indifferent tone, "I'll give something to Ouyang Qingfeng."    

"Boy, how can you call the name of the president of our Martial Association so easily? Do you need to be punished?"    

The middle-aged man did not know what Qin Chao wanted to give Ouyang Qingfeng. When he heard Qin Chao call Ouyang Qingfeng by his name, he immediately scolded Qin Chao in a bad mood.    

Facing the middle-aged man's scolding, Qin Chao didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed. He nodded. Then, he said, "You're right. I shouldn't have called Ouyang Qingfeng by his name. I should have just called him an old man."    

"Kid, you're courting death!"    

As a member of the Martial Association, the middle-aged man regarded Ouyang Qingfeng as an inviolable existence in his eyes.    

When he heard Qin Chao call Ouyang Qingfeng an old man and showed no respect to Ouyang Qingfeng, the middle-aged man was furious.    

The middle-aged man stared at Qin Chao with a fierce look and said sternly, "Kid, hurry up and apologize. Otherwise, I won't be polite to you."    

When Qin Chao heard this, it was as if he had heard a joke. A disdainful smile appeared on his face.    

Qin Chao coldly stared at the middle-aged man and sneered. "I did not say anything wrong. Why should I apologize?"    

The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold when he heard that.    

"You don't know how to repent. You deserve to be taught a lesson!"    

"Today, I'll teach you a good lesson!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man quickly stretched out a hand and grabbed at Qin Chao's neck.    

The middle-aged man was a martial artist, a Houtian master.    

His attack speed was very fast. If it was an ordinary person, they would not be able to dodge it.    

However, Qin Chao was not an ordinary person. Moreover, his martial arts strength was higher than the middle-aged man. He was a master of martial arts.    

Although the middle-aged man attacked first, because Qin Chao's speed was faster, he still managed to gain the upper hand.    

Slap!    

Qin Chao also reached out a hand and grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged man's hand quickly and accurately.    

"How is this possible?"    

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief when Qin Chao grabbed his hand.    

Clearly, he was very shocked that Qin Chao had grabbed his hand.    

Seeing the middle-aged man's expression of disbelief, Qin Chao sneered and said, "Nothing is impossible. A trash like you is nothing in front of me!"    

Qin Chao's words were full of sarcasm.    

The middle-aged man was furious when he heard Qin Chao's words.    

"Kid, don't be so arrogant. Let's see how I will treat you!"    

After the middle-aged man said these words in anger, he suddenly erupted with force, wanting to break free from Qin Chao's grasp.    

However, Qin Chao's hand was like a pair of iron pliers, firmly holding onto the middle-aged man's hand, making it impossible for him to break free.    

"You don't know what's good for you. How dare you struggle?"    

And because of the middle-aged man's struggle, Qin Chao was displeased.    

A cold light flashed in Qin Chao's eyes. He twisted the middle-aged man's wrist with all his strength.    

Crack!    

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.    

"Puchi..."    

Shortly after, the sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard.    

Qin Chao had broken the middle-aged man's wrist.    

"Ah..."    

The pain of breaking bones was unbearable.    

The middle-aged man's face twisted as he opened his mouth and let out a miserable cry that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.    

His wrist was broken. The dense white bone spurs broke through his skin and were exposed in the air. Blood was dripping down. It looked extremely shocking and caused one's scalp to feel numb!