What an international joke!”

Lu Chengfeng twisted his mouth and replied in disbelief.

God knows whether those Cao gang thieves had stones in their mouths or honey.

Judging from the look on the elder brother's face, it seems that he has already believed that the man is guilty of the fourth child's evil deeds!

Zhui Feng also disagreed with Lao Si’s witness testimony and retorted:

"Impossible! I have fought against the killer Chahar! His soul-stealing scorpion whip is so powerful that it is far superior to mine! Not to mention that he also specially used poisonous spells, and it looked like he was here to seize him.

Chengfeng’s life is here!”

"Chahar? Is that the name of the killer from the Western Regions? After little brother Zhui Feng fought with him, did he leave any last words?"

Wu Jingmo was an expert at solving crimes. When he heard that Zhui Feng actually knew the name of the murderer who fell to death, he used this as a breakthrough in the murder case on the street and asked to the point.

"Well, he said he came to Beijing to find his sweetheart."

Zhui Feng recalled for a moment and said.

"My sweetheart? Do you know who it is?"

Lu Chengfeng and Wu Jingmo asked in unison.

"When he said this, he was already on his deathbed. His breath was very weak, and he seemed to be a girl named Ji."

Zhui Feng frowned, tried hard to recall, and said vaguely, a little unsure.

"What Ji? From the Western Region?"

Wu Jingmo also frowned slightly.

"Could he be talking about Xuanji!"
Chapter completed!