Chapter 1689 Who are you trying to scare?

Not long after Pi Yangyang finished speaking, Xia Zi appeared at the door of the hall.

Chai Nanran's heart tightened and he quickly turned around to look.

When he saw Jimie standing behind Xia Zai, being escorted by two gangsters, his whole body went limp and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He stared fiercely at Chai Quan, who was also stunned, and asked in a low and fierce voice: "What's going on?"

At this time, Chai Quan's heart was also pounding, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

If his face wasn't covered with scars, his complexion would have been extremely ugly.

He moved his lips a few times and said with difficulty: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I clearly..."

He saw with his own eyes Adong tie stones to Jiemie and then push him into the sea, and then watched him sink. How could he suddenly appear here?

But even though he couldn't believe it, a living person was standing in front of him, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and was extremely terrified.

But he quickly thought of something and whispered, "Grandpa, don't be afraid, he's already stupid..."

Jiemie, Ruan Zong and others seemed to have lost their souls at that time. Apart from being alive, they were no different from a dead person.

So even if they were alive, they couldn't speak, let alone accuse the Chai family.

After hearing these words, Chai Nanran breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked at Pi Yangyang.

Unexpectedly, Pi Yangyang also looked at him at this time.

Their eyes met unexpectedly. When he saw Pi Yangyang's half-smile, his heart sank again and he almost had a heart attack on the spot.

"Mr. Pi, the person has been brought here."

Xia Zai came in front of Pi Yangyang and said respectfully.

This time, everyone was stunned.

Xia Zai is Hong Ren’s adopted son!

Although he is young, he is one of the Eight Vajras of the Hongxing Society and has a very high status in the underworld.

Moreover, Xia Zai was known for his coldness and arrogance, and even if he met other gang elders, he might not be so respectful.

But they couldn't believe that he was so respectful to a young man from the capital.

Pi Yangyang retracted his gaze, smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Shrimp Boy smiled slightly, "It should be."

After saying that, he took a few steps back and stood aside.

Xia Zun looked at Jiemie who was brought up with astonishment, and asked suspiciously: "Is this the witness you mentioned?"

He saw Jiemie wearing a black robe, with disheveled hair, a haggard appearance, and a cold aura all over his body.

Judging from his appearance, he is obviously from Southeast Asia.

At this time, he was also a little curious.

Pi Yangyang nodded and said calmly, "His name is Jiemie, and he is a black sorcerer from Southeast Asia. The Southeast Asian black sorcerer school is good at black magic, and can take people's lives silently from thousands of miles away."

In the hall, many people gasped and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Is there really such a thing as black magic in this world? I've only seen it in Uncle Ying's movies..."

"He's so evil. If he harms me, I won't even know how I died."

"Mother Diulei, could this person really be hired by the Chai family to harm Uncle Wu?"

"Too horrible, people like this should be sunk into the sea to feed the fish..."

These people in the martial arts world are usually not afraid of blood and blades, but this kind of evil magic is beyond their understanding and makes them shudder involuntarily.

Hearing these discussions, Chai Nanran and Chai Quan's expressions became very ugly.

If Jiemie really came out to testify, then the Chai family's murder of Wu Guangming would be exposed.

At this moment, both of them were hoping for luck that Jimie would not be able to speak.

Pi Yangyang seemed to know what they were thinking. He looked at them with a half-smile and asked slowly, "Chai Nanran, is he the one your Chai family hired to deal with Mr. Wu?"

Chai Nanran shuddered, feeling a chill on his back, and quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense! I don't even know him, how could it be possible that I found him?"

After a short pause, he suddenly seemed to have suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, I see. You deliberately found this person to frame our Chai family, right?"

Huang Xiao immediately said, "Yes, you just picked someone and said he was a black sorcerer, and said he was hired by the Chai family. What evidence do you have?"

Pi Yangyang ignored him and looked at Chai Nanran. He shook his head with some regret and said, "Chai Nanran, you probably still think he is a fool and can't speak, right?"

"I..." Chai Nanran said nervously, "How would I know he is a fool?"

Pi Yangyang smiled softly and said, "You probably forgot who broke the magic trick he used on Mr. Wu."

Chai Nanran was suddenly startled and immediately broke out in cold sweat.

Chai Quan could no longer remain calm and felt his hands and feet were cold.

"You... who are you trying to scare?" Chai Quan said guiltily.

Pi Yangyang turned to look at Jiemie and said, "Tell me, what are you doing in Gangcheng?"

Jiemie glared at Chai Nanran and Chai Quan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Chai Nanran, I work for you, but you actually killed me to silence me! My two disciples and two fellow disciples were all thrown into the sea by you to feed the fish! If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

"You... stop talking nonsense. What do you mean by throwing someone into the sea? I don't even know you. Don't frame me!"

Chai Nanran was so frightened when he saw that he suddenly returned to normal, his eyes were clear, and except for hatred and anger, they were not as chaotic and lifeless as at the beginning, that his blood pressure rose.

"I framed you?" Jiemie sneered, retracted his gaze and looked at the three big men on the stage.

"Everyone, my name is Jiemie, and I'm a Southeast Asian sorcerer." After a brief pause, he slowly spoke, "Many years ago, Chai Nanran found me and asked me to use sorcery to eliminate one of his opponents. I killed that opponent with my flying head sorcery."

Hearing this, many people were shocked.

An old man said excitedly: "You are talking about... Peng Cheng?"

Jiemie nodded, "Yes, it was him. At that time, the Chai family wanted to become the boss of the Hong Kong film and television industry, so they asked me to kill Peng Cheng, who was also the chairman of a film and television company, for them."

At this moment, the hall seemed to explode with discussions.

Peng Cheng, who was in his prime at the time, died inexplicably in the bedroom of his villa, his eyes wide open and his face full of fear.

This incident caused a sensation in the entire port city.

After investigation, the police determined that he died of a sudden heart attack.

With Peng Cheng's death, his film and television company fell into decline and was eventually acquired by the Chai family, who came from behind, at a bargain price.

No one expected that Peng Cheng was actually killed by witchcraft.

Moreover, the murderer turned out to be Chai, who later acquired Peng Cheng’s company.

These veterans still clearly remember that after Peng Cheng died, Chai Nanran took the initiative to preside over his funeral.

He was even featured in Hong Kong newspapers because of this and was praised for his loyalty and righteousness.

Therefore, everyone was shocked when they heard the words coming out of Jiemie's mouth.

"You're talking nonsense! Peng Cheng died of a heart attack. The police even issued a notice about it at the time..."

Chai Nanran shouted loudly, but many people no longer believed what he said.

"Then tell me, how did you harm Uncle Wu!?"

At this time, Du Haiwei spoke solemnly.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and all eyes fell on Jiemie.

They also wanted to know what Jiemie had done to Wu Guangming.

"Just a month ago, Chai Nanran found me and asked me to help him kill another person." Jiemie said calmly, "He said that if I killed this person, he would give me 50 million Hong Kong dollars, on the condition that no one would suspect the Chai family."

Everyone listened carefully and it felt like the air had frozen. Apart from the sound of breathing, it was eerily quiet.

"This person is Mr. Wu Guangming." After a short pause, Jiemie continued, "In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, I used the very secret blood corpse magic. At the same time, this is also the most dangerous and vicious black magic I have ever practiced."

Having said that, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Blood corpse descending?" A surprised voice broke the silence in the hall, "I've seen this in a movie, but I didn't expect it to be real?!"

"But man proposes, God disposes. I thought no one could solve it, but I didn't expect there would always be someone better than you."

Suddenly, Jiemie shook his head and smiled bitterly, then turned to look at Pi Yangyang.

Everyone's eyes then fell on Pi Yangyang.

"You're not going to say that he was the one who broke the black magic you cast?"

Huang Xiao asked in disbelief.

Jiemie nodded, "Yes, it's him."