Night fell slowly.
The pure white moonlight shone on the ground.
At the Wang family's villa.
Wang Changjun was sitting on the sofa, looking satisfied.
Wang Bei Feng said in a deep voice.
"For the next two months, just stay at home and don't go out and cause trouble.”
"Otherwise, you'll really have to go in.”
"Got it, Dad." Wang Changjun smiled.
"Oh right, why isn't that idiot Zhang Weimin dead yet?”
"Didn't you find an assassin to deal with him? Why did you go to court today?"
"If it weren't for him today, I would have been acquitted on the spot!”
Wang Changjun stopped smiling and his eyes flashed with anger.
"Don't worry. I've sent out more people. This time, we'll definitely be able to finish him off.”
"As for that assassin, he took my money and did nothing.”
"I'll let him know that it's not easy to take money from the Camdens!”
Wang Bei Feng's eyes flashed with killing intent.
As a self-made real estate developer.
There were not many lives under his hands.
No one would believe this.
At this moment.
Wang Changjun sniffed.
"This? Is there a fire somewhere?"
"Why do I smell burnt incense?”
Wang Changjun asked.
In the next moment.
He was stunned.
This was because a 2.5-meter-tall man had appeared in front of him.
He was a god dressed in a red robe, and his entire body was filled with a divine charm!
"This, this…"
Wang Changjun pointed at the god in front of him, his eyes filled with shock.
"What's wrong with you?"
Wang Bei Feng heard his son's voice and turned his head to look.
He was instantly stunned.
Because he also saw Zhang Weimin!
"Wang Bei Feng! Wang Changjun! Come with me!"
Zhang Weimin, who had transformed into the City God, sneered.
In the next moment.
The two souls were directly captured by him.
At the same time.
Zhang Weimin also turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
In the City God Temple.
The Shing Wong Temple in the northern borders had a decent incense supply.
Although the matter of the strange revival was covered up by the officials.
However, more or less, there were more legends among the people.
Therefore, the number of incense offerings in the Shing Wong Temple increased.
At this moment.
In the City God's Small Underworld.
The Shing Wong's Small Underworld was equivalent to a Shing Wong's Space.
As long as he obtained the City God Seal.
It could be opened in the City God Temple.
In the court.
Zhang Weimin sat in the high hall.
The three people in the hall were kneeling.
One was Song Xiaoshan.
The other two were Wang Changjun and Wang Beifeng.
It was different from Wang Changjun and Wang Beifeng.
Song Xiaoshan was only shocked, not frightened at all.
Because he had a clear conscience!
If you act upright, you sit upright!
However, good people did not get rewarded!
However, today, it seemed like he could avenge his daughter!
Wang Changjun and Wang Beifeng knelt on the ground, shivering.
Everything that happened in front of them had completely overturned their worldview!
All of this was too ridiculous!
They had already guessed who the person in the high hall was.
That was the City God!
What was a City God?
The God of a City!
He could judge everything!
Meanwhile, Song Xiaoshan was kneeling at the side.
What did this mean?
They must be here to judge us!
All the power in the Yang world was useless now!
Everyone was equal here!
Pa!
Zhang Weimin slapped the gavel.
He shouted angrily.
"Sir! Wang Bei Feng! Wang Changjun! Do you know your crimes?"
The two of them jumped up in shock.
Then, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"I know my sins! I admit my sins!"
"I know my sins! I admit my sins!"
At this moment, how could they still be as calm and composed as they were during the day?
Where was the mockery and contempt from the day?
Where was the arrogance from during the day?
"Since you know your sins! Hurry up and count your moves!"
Zhang Weimin shouted.
"I once raped and killed Song Qing."
"I once suppressed my classmates in school."
“.......”
Wang Changjun said one evil after another.
Zhang Weimin's eyes flashed with killing intent.
This Wang Changjun looked small, but the crime he committed was not small at all!
"Judge! Sinners! Wang Changjun!"
"He will be sentenced to three hundred years in the Inferno Prison!”
Zhang Weimin immediately gave his verdict.
In the Shing Wong's Small Underworld, there was also a prison that was similar to the 18 levels of hell in the underworld.
As the name suggested, Inferno Prison.
It was filled with endless flames.
It could burn the soul!
Wang Changjun would enter it for 300 years!
To wash away his sins!
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