The pain of losing a child is unbearable!
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the conference hall was immediately astonished, their expressions changed drastically, and they were unable to remain calm!
Fujikawa Kei is not only the next head of the family, but also the most talented martial artist in the family, and the most likely to break through to the Earth Rank in the future.
But now he has fallen without anyone knowing!
In this situation, who can remain calm again?
"Who on earth could kill the young master? The young master's strength is among the top in our island nation. How could he be killed in China, that weak man of East Asia? He must have been framed! Absolutely!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a slightly aged face spoke, unable to control his emotions.
"That's right! I think so too. The young master's strength is at the peak of the Xuan rank, which is almost invincible in China. Even if all those trash sects there were combined, they might not be a match for our young master. Moreover, he also has a famous sword passed down from his family!"
However, they did not know that the so-called Fujikawa Kei was beaten by Yang Feng so badly that he was almost powerless to fight back. He could not even display half of his strength in front of Yang Feng and was crushed by him until he died.
"No matter what, take care of my son's funeral first."
Fujikawa Gouda's eyes were dark and brooding as he said in a deep voice:
"As for those who framed my son, I will make them pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold price. The men will be killed, and the women... will be enslaved."
Indeed, he did not believe that his son, Fujikawa Kei, would be killed in China. He believed that he was framed and killed by a group of people in collusion.
After all, Fujikawa Gouda's strength was only at the peak of the Xuan rank, the same as Fujikawa Kei.
Because the Earth Rank realm is extremely difficult to break through.
Suddenly, a storm was brewing between China and the island nation!
Yang Feng, the person involved, was completely unaware of all of this.
After cultivating all night, Yang Feng opened his deep eyes, a hint of sadness flashing across them, and murmured:
"It's still too slow. At this rate, how long will it take to break through to the late stage of Qi Refining?"
Just then, the special ringtone of the fruit phone suddenly rang. Yang Feng reached out and touched the phone, only to see that it was Jiang Xing calling.
It connects directly.
After chatting for a while, Yang Feng got off the bed and sighed inwardly. It was the day after tomorrow, and a wealthy man was gathering his classmates for a farewell dinner. Jiang Xing had asked him to bring Han Shilan along.
only……
He still decided to go. After all, they had formed some bond over the three years of high school, and although there was some hostility, there was also a lot of friendship.
As he stepped out of the room, Yang Feng noticed a beautiful figure bustling about in the kitchen. Upon seeing this, Yang Feng frowned slightly.
Needless to say, this figure is Yang Lianqing, the younger sister. Why is this little girl in the kitchen again? I remember that after eating the breakfast she made, I felt terrible all day.
Maybe not now.
However, this stuff was really thick and sticky; I not only added too much salt, but also too much soy sauce.
Without further hesitation, Yang Feng stepped into the kitchen, snatched the watermelon knife from his sister's hand, and said in a low voice:
"What are you doing in the kitchen? Didn't I tell you that only men are allowed in our kitchen, and women aren't? Get out of here and wait here obediently."
Upon hearing this, Yang Lianqing pouted in dissatisfaction and said, "Tch, what kind of logic is that? I just wanted to make breakfast for you, and you're telling me to leave."
"Shut up, go pack your schoolbag." Yang Feng reached out and pinched his sister's cheek hard, revealing her pearly white teeth.
"Okay, stop pinching me. You've killed all the cells in my face." With that, Yang Lianqing touched her slightly sore face and turned to walk out.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng began to busy himself in the kitchen, carrying out two bowls of longevity noodles and gently placing them on the table.
"Come and eat quickly."
Yang Feng picked up his chopsticks, glanced at his younger sister, and said indifferently.
"Oh, wait a minute, I can't find my English book."
Yang Lianqing packed her schoolbag, a hint of anxiety in her eyes, and muttered to herself.
After finishing breakfast, Yang Feng stood up and frowned as he watched his younger sister still rummaging through her schoolbag. He said:
"Go eat breakfast first, I'll help you find the book."
Hearing this, Yang Lianqing raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
The plot is now moving at a faster pace, and the protagonist will soon meet the female lead.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 217 The Two Hundredth Victim
Soon, Yang Feng came out of his sister's room with an English book and put it into her little schoolbag.
While eating noodles, Yang Lianqing suddenly remembered that she seemed to have taken an English book inside to memorize vocabulary last night, and her face flushed slightly.
Looks like I've been memorizing too many words and it's made me stupid.
"Alright, I've found the book for you. I'll head out now. I won't see you off today."