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My Son-in-law Is A War God

Chapter 1226 - 1226 1227 Why Aren't You Dead Yet!

Author: Loves Raw Vegetables
updatedAt: 2025-09-19

1226: Chapter 1227: Why Aren’t You Dead Yet!

1226: Chapter 1227: Why Aren’t You Dead Yet!

Sky Net is the guiding force behind this operation.

Every deceased person had a detailed piece of evidence of their crimes placed on the table of Yama Hall.

At the same time, similar events were taking place in various parts of Jincheng.

The Jianghu Sects, which had once plagued the common people with the indulgence and nurturing of Hao League, were being cleansed one by one, as if Jincheng was experiencing an earthquake.

Countless rats from the dark corners scurried into Hell to confess their sins.

And at this moment, in the office space of Zhou Family at Jincheng City Port.

Pang Lan and five others were anxiously waiting for news.

If they couldn’t retrieve that document, they would be killed by their master for sure.

“It’s been so long since they left, the sky has darkened, why is there still no news?”

“Don’t worry, the people working for us in Jianghu are at least a thousand strong, many of whom are masters; how could anything have happened to them?

I guess they are probably trying to squeeze some money out of Xinmeng Group.”

“Hmph, if their greed ruins our plan, I won’t let them off.”

“No, I still feel something is wrong; I need to call and ask.”

Pang Lan felt uneasy thinking of the arrogance Xiao Chen displayed during the day.

Moreover, their orders were issued in the afternoon, and now it was already midnight with still no news—this was impossible.

Pang Lan picked up his cell phone and dialed the leaders of the group.

The first call went straight to a busy tone, and no one answered the phone after a long wait.

Pang Lan frowned and continued to dial the second person’s number.

Still a busy tone, as if there was no one there anymore.

Pang Lan looked at the other five, his worry growing even deeper.

The others also looked uneasy.

Normally no one dared to not pick up their calls, but this time, despite dialing twice, there was still no answer—this was unscientific.

Unreasonable!

“Don’t panic, maybe they are tied up with something.”

Old Zhao offered reassurance.

So Pang Lan continued to make calls.

The third one didn’t go through.

The fourth didn’t go through.

Until the last person, the call went through.

“Damned bastard, why aren’t those sons of bitches picking up the phone, are they courting death?”

As soon as the call connected, Pang Lan’s rage surged, and he began to curse furiously.

“Are you done cursing?”

To his surprise, it was Xiao Chen’s voice on the other end of the phone.

Pang Lan remembered this voice all too well; it belonged to the man who had nearly beaten him to death before.

“It’s that guy!”

Pang Lan turned to the other five, his face filled with indescribable horror.

The only call that got through was picked up by Xiao Chen.

Why would this happen!

So many people were sent to trouble Xiao Chen; logically, Xiao Chen should have been killed long ago, how could he still be on the phone with him.

“You!

Why do you have this phone, why is it you!”

Pang Lan roared as if he had gone mad.

Xiao Chen laughed and said, “I see, these people were sent by you, huh?

No wonder, I’ve just arrived in Jincheng recently, who could harbor such a deep hatred for me, wanting me dead.

Sorry, the owner of this phone is already dead.

Now, it’s me answering the phone.”

Boom!

Pang Lan felt as if his head was struck by lightning, overwhelmed by the situation.

“What happened?”

Seeing the alarm on Pang Lan’s face, the other five people urgently asked.

“That guy said, our people have been killed.”

Pang Lan was trembling all over.

“Damn it, turn on the speaker.”

Old Zhao bellowed.

Pang Lan pressed the speakerphone button, and Xiao Chen’s voice came through: “Putting on one face in front of others and another behind their backs isn’t nice, is it?

After signing your names and stamping your seals, you still want to take it back, and you even think about laying a hand on me.

Are you prepared?

My retaliation will come soon!”

This time, the faces of the six people instantly turned pale as death, each of them standing still as if immobilized.

Panic had swept through their entire bodies.

The next moment, Xiao Chen hung up the phone, and the temperature in the office plummeted to freezing point, as if even their heartbeats were about to be frozen.

That feeling was too terrifying.

“He wouldn’t really come after us, would he?”

Pang Lan said in horror.

“He wouldn’t dare, we are after all from the Zhou Family’s Six Meridians, he’s probably just trying to scare us.

Besides, I don’t believe a word he says.

With so many of us, how could he possibly take us all down?

Ridiculous!”

Old Zhao said this out loud, but his heart was still filled with dread.

Xiao Chen’s previous actions, like those of a madman, didn’t seem like a bluff; if he said he would take revenge, then he probably would.

“I also think he’s just trying to scare us.

There’s no need to worry.

This is Jincheng, after all.

The Zhou Family’s power here is overwhelming; there’s no way a mere Xinmeng Group could run wild.”

Pang Lan comforted himself.

In reality, he was scared to death, but at this time, apart from self-comfort, there seemed to be nothing else to do.

“That’s right, that’s right, what’s there to fear from a mere Xinmeng Group?”

“There are many other sects in Jincheng’s Jianghu.

We’ll find more people, find more to deal with them.”

The more they talked, the more sense it made to them.

There was no need to be afraid at all; they were far from being at their wits’ end.

“I’ll make the call!”

Pang Lan took out his phone to dial, but before he could, his phone started ringing.

He glanced at the number, frowned, and answered the call in a hurry.

“Bullshit, how could that be possible!”

After hearing just one sentence, Pang Lan cursed loudly, as if he had gone mad: “Don’t joke with me, this kind of joke can scare people to death.”

“Bang!”

A sound of something shattering came through from the other end.

Then the call was disconnected.

“Hello!”

“Hello?”

“Hello hello!

Dammit, answer the phone!”

But it was all busy signals, and Pang Lan’s heart sank into complete despair.

He had thought the other person was just joking, but now he was genuinely scared.

“Damn it—!”

Pang Lan slammed his phone onto the ground, his whole person looked as if he had lost his soul.

“What happened?”

The others asked anxiously.

“It’s over, it’s all over!”

Pang Lan slumped to the ground, as if he had lost all will to live: “It’s all over, the sects of Jincheng’s Jianghu have been completely wiped out.”

What!

The other five were stunned.

How could this be possible?

Such a large group of people, an entire system, gone in such a short time?

Who could do such a thing?

The Zhou Family could, but why would the Zhou Family do it?

They had just talked about getting people to deal with Xiao Chen, and now such a terrifying thing had happened.

This was utterly inconceivable.

“How could this happen, it must be a joke, right?”

Old Zhao still couldn’t believe it.

“It’s late at night, there’s no way to find out what happened, we can only wait until tomorrow to ask around.”

“Should we inform the master about this?

Such a big event, we few can’t make the decisions.”

As they were discussing, suddenly the door to the office was pushed open.

A group of people stormed in.

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