The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms

Chapter 127: Chapter 124: Life Guarantee?_l

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However, when it came to evidence, Third Master had nothing to say.

Seeing the opportunity, Feng Changkong spoke up, “Third Master, Yang Chen is right. Everything must be based on evidence. You accused Yang Chen of killing five members of your Horse-thief Gang. Where’s the evidence? Without evidence, your words mean nothing.”

Third Master grunted in response and turned his gaze to Wang Lang. He indeed didn’t have any evidence. He could only hope that Wang Lang, who was at the scene and secretly watching at the time, would have any reliable evidence. If there was actual evidence, then who would protect Yang Chen’s life?

He swore to kill Yang Chen today, no matter what.

Seeing Third Master’s gaze on him, Wang Lang felt joy in his heart, knowing that it was his time to shine. He quickly said, “Third Master, getting evidence isn’t difficult.

“Oh?” Third Master was delighted.

The geniuses siding with Yang Chen inwardly cursed Wang Lang for being a traitor. However, the strict supervision from the tribal elder of their clan prevented them from voicing their support.

Wang Lang, fearing that he wouldn’t perform well enough, shamelessly said, “I clearly saw that after Yang Chen killed Zhang Long and Zhang Ying, he took their storage bags as well. You just need to check Yang Chen’s storage bag, and if you find their storage bags, wouldn’t that prove Yang Chen killed them?”

“Makes sense.” Third Master agreed. “However, are you sure about this?” “Rest assured, Third Master. I saw it clearly, and I’d stake my life on it!” Wang

Lang calmly replied.contemporary romance

Third Master stroked his chin, “Yang Chen, did you hear that?”

Feng Changkong’s face remained expressionless, “Third Master, you know that you cannot randomly check someone’s storage bag.”

“Hmph, is this situation the same as usual?” Third Master didn’t pay any attention to Feng Changkong.

“Third Master, you want to check my storage bag? No problem. But I just want to ask, if you don’t find Zhang Long and Zhang Ying’s storage bags in there, what will you do?” Yang Chen said in a deep voice.

Feng Changkong was startled. With Yang Chen so confident, could it be that he didn’t actually kill Zhang Long and the others?

It didn’t make sense. Feng Xiaotian wouldn’t have lied to him.

Now, he was a bit confused. Yang Chen’s composure made it difficult for any bystanders to discern which side was telling the truth.

“What will I do? What do you want?” Third Master spoke coldly.

Yang Chen replied coldly, “It’s simple. If you find Zhang Ying and Zhang Long’s storage bags in my storage bag, I’ll offer my head immediately. If not, you, Third Master, will immediately offer 3,000 Spirit Stones and an apology!” “Kid, don’t push your luck!” Third Master roared in anger.

“I’m pushing my luck? Hahaha, Third Master, why don’t you take a good look at your own behavior and decide whether it’s me pushing my luck or you being unreasonable? Your Red-clothed Gang may be powerful, but you can’t push our Yang family around. Furthermore, your Horse-thief Gang doesn’t get the final say over Monster Beast Mountain. The Twelve Great Tribes aren’t some weaklings that you can push around at will!” Yang Chen rebuked.

He dragged the Twelve Great Tribes into this to intimidate Third Master and his gang.

If the Twelve Great Tribes were so fearful of the Horse-thief Gang that they would forsake their dignity, then they were beyond redemption.

As expected, not everyone in the Twelve Great Tribes was a coward.

Murong Shan of the Murong family stepped forward, “Third Master, Yang Chen is right. If you really wronged him, you can’t just brush it off and leave.”

“Hmph!” Third Master clenched his teeth, hating the fact that Murong Shan, this old dog, had spoken up. But after seeing Wang Lang’s confident expression, he eventually said, “Fine, if I’ve really wronged you, I’ll give you

3,000 Spirit Stones, not a single one less.”

“And the apology!” Yang Chen emphasized, word by word.

“Kid, don’t be too arrogant.”

“It’s up to you, Third Master. I will not give up my storage bag.” Yang Chen spoke slowly.

Just as Third Master was about to flare up, he saw that the Twelve Great Tribes seemed determined to support Yang Chen. All he could do was lower his voice and say, “Fine! Yang Chen, you have guts. If I’ve really wronged you, I’ll apologize immediately. ”

“Now, it’s your Wang family’s turn.” Yang Chen turned to Wang Lang and Wang Dachui.

Wang Dachui stared at Yang Chen, “What do you mean?”

“What do I mean? Just now, Wang Lang of the Wang family confidently said that he would stake his life on finding Zhang Ying and Zhang Long’s storage bags in mine. Now, I’m curious. If you don’t find the so-called evidence you’re looking for, what will Wang Lang do? Kill himself in front of me?” Yang Chen said with a faint smile.

Wang Lang was unnerved by Yang Chen’s gaze, but when he remembered that

he did indeed witness Yang Chen taking Zhang Ying and Zhang Long’s storage bags, he regained his confidence, “Hmph, what’s wrong with staking my life on

“Alright, I’ll remember your words. I hope that as a man, you won’t renege on them!” Yang Chen coldly said, before handing over both of his storage bags.

“Take them and check.” Third Master ordered his subordinates.

One of the bandits immediately took Yang Chen’s storage bags and handed them to Third Master.

Third Master quickly opened the storage bags and searched through them.

However, as he continued searching, Third Master’s expression grew worse.

There were no storage bags belonging to Zhang Long or Zhang Ying in Yang Chen’s storage bag, apart from the resources he had acquired from Monster Beast Mountain.

Nothing at all, entirely empty.

Yang Chen had already anticipated Third Master’s reaction.

There was no way Third Master would find evidence of him killing Zhang Long and Zhang Ying.

He had already prepared for this scene, taking all the treasures from the Horse-thief Gang he had killed and stashed them in the Mustard Seed Space within the Eight Extremities Flowing River, leaving nothing in his storage bag. Third Master could rack his brain all he wanted, but he wouldn’t be able to find any evidence against Yang Chen.

“Third Master, how did it go?” Yang Chen asked.

Feng Changkong, sensing that things were turning in his favor, couldn’t help but interject, “Third Master, did you find any results?”

Pressed by both Yang Chen and Feng Changkong, Third Master clenched his teeth and said, ‘Yang Chen, where did you hide Zhang Long and Zhang Ying’s storage bags?”

“I didn’t kill them, so there’s no question of hiding anything.” Yang Chen replied without giving anything away.

Seeing Yang Chen not falling for his verbal trap, Third Master was infuriated. But with all eyes on him, he had no choice but to return the storage bag to Yang

Chen.

Now, Yang Chen smirked, his gaze fixed on Wang Dachui and Wang Lang.

At this moment, Wang Lang’s face was pale, and he trembled under Yang Chen’s gaze.

“Kid, didn’t you say you saw the storage bags from our Horse-thief Gang in Yang Chen’s storage bag? Where are the storage bags?” Third Master’s face turned red with anger.

“Third Master, I saw it clearly. Yang Chen really did take the treasures from Zhang Ying and Zhang Long. It doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t make any sense.” Wang Lang became increasingly frantic.

He had clearly seen everything.. What on earth had happened?

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