Chapter 267: Chapter 267: play you to death

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

At this moment, w.a.n.g Xiangyao and Xia Qingsong, who were taken away, were sitting in a small house.

There were good tea and wine served to them, and several people were sitting inside.

“I say, the two of you are making too much of a fuss.” w.a.n.g Xiangyao’s father sat on the sofa and looked at the two of them in exasperation. “My old face has been completely disgraced by the two of you. Now, it’s all over the Internet. The daughter and son-in-law of the director abused the elderly and even brought bodyguards to beat up the villagers. How do you want me to explain this?!” 2

The Internet was clamoring for the death penalty for these two people. Especially some of the villagers. It was rumored that they were officials and looked down on the peasants. Now, the higher-ups were all unhappy with them. 2

“Old w.a.n.g, Old w.a.n.g, don’t be angry. These two children are insensible.” The other old man sat on the sofa and looked at the two of them helplessly. “Fortunately, one of my students is in charge of this place. Otherwise, you’d really have to go to jail for a long time!” 2

The two of them pursed their lips and looked wronged.

They did not know that Ling Jue was so powerful that he could actually get the police to lock them up for a few days.

“Uncle Lin, we know we were wrong.” Xia Qingsong lowered his head. He was already forty years old, but now he was admitting his mistake like a child. 2

Lin Cheng did not say anything when he heard that. He just sighed helplessly.

“Alright, hurry up and pack up. I’ll send you both abroad tonight. The child will also go abroad to study. I’ll settle the rest for you two.” w.a.n.g Xiangyao’s father lit a cigarette. He stood up and looked at Lin Cheng. “Old Lin, I’ll go back first. I’ve really troubled you today.” 2

“It’s no trouble at all. You’ve been kind to me. We’re friends too.” 2

w.a.n.g Yaowu nodded. “Okay, then we’ll go back first.” 2

“Okay. Be careful on the way.” 2

Xia Qingsong and w.a.n.g Xiangyao followed w.a.n.g Yaowu. There was a happy expression on their faces. They didn’t need to worry about anything now. They were going to live a carefree life abroad with their children. Hahaha.

Ling Jue sat beside the bus stop at the court. She listened to Tang Yuan’s words. The lawyer had already left.

“Lord Jue, this is what happened.” 2

Tang Yuan told Lord Jue everything that it had overheard. At the same time, it was a little angry. 2

‘I’ll go find a few poisonous snakes and bite off their legs. Hmph!’ Tang Yuan thought angrily. They actually wanted to escape! 2

Ling Jue sat on the bench without moving. She had her own ideas. Since Xia Qingsong wanted to escape so badly, she would let him escape. However… It would not be that easy… 2

Her eyes moved. As if she had thought of something, the corners of her lips curled up.

“Tang Yuan, let’s go find the beauty-chasing gra.s.s.” 2

“Lord Jue, you…” Tang Yuan was stunned. Lord Jue actually wanted to do such a thing. It looked troubled. “That’s a forbidden technique. The great elder doesn’t allow it…” 2

“Where’s the great elder?” Ling Jue stood up and took a taxi. She said to the driver, “Go to Mingxi village.” 2

“Great elder…” Tang Yuan choked. Indeed, the great elder was gone. Only Lord Jue and it were left. 2

“Lord Jue, but that’s a forbidden technique. There might be side effects. Did you forget that Ling Feng from the third elder’s family was raped by a foreign woman because he used forbidden techniques carelessly?” 2

“I’m the same as Ling Feng? That’s r.e.t.a.r.ded. He drank the wrong medicine. It has nothing to do with forbidden techniques.” 2

“But…” 2

“No buts. I have to let Xia Qingsong and w.a.n.g Xiangyao taste grandma’s pain.” 2

“…”

Tang Yuan pouted. The forbidden technique was actually a combination of black magic and voodoo. After finding the face-chasing gra.s.s, the person would turn into a skinny old person the next day. They would be in a trance. Their age and body would be the same as before, but their face would turn into that of an eighty-year-old person. It could be said that they were miserable. 2