Berserker King

Chapter 43: Five Minutes for You

Zhang Xuan's figure looked somewhat slender, but he gave people a solemn and majestic feeling.

Qinglong, carrying the coffin, gradually approached Zhang Jijiang and suddenly threw it to the ground.

"Boom!"

A muffled thud resounded, and those nearby felt a jolt, their legs going numb.

This coffin is so heavy!

"This coffin is made entirely of the most precious purple heartwood, befitting your status."

Zhang Xuan gently stroked the coffin, but what he said left everyone speechless.

This person has some nerve!

"It's you! I didn't expect you to still be alive. You killed your father and mother and were sentenced to death. It seems you've become a fugitive." The person who had reprimanded Zhang Pengcheng earlier stepped forward.

Before he could finish speaking, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

Fugitive!

This person is a fugitive!

How dare a fugitive appear so brazenly in front of everyone!

"A fugitive, instead of hiding, swaggering in front of me, kid, I don't know what to say to you."

"Zhang Xuan?" Zhang Pengcheng recognized Zhang Xuan at this moment and quickly stepped in front of him, saying to the person who spoke, "Third Uncle, you clearly know who the real murderer of the family head is, why do you still say this?"

"Don't you already have evidence of what happened back then?"

Zhang Pengcheng stared at the man in disbelief.

Pulling him aside, Zhang Xuan looked at the man indifferently: "I don't blame you for choosing to be a dog, but think carefully before you speak, otherwise... you might die!"

When he said the word 'death', Zhang Xuan smiled.

It may seem like a gentle spring breeze, but in reality, it is terrifying.

"Zhang Xuan! Zhang Xuan..." someone muttered to themselves, then suddenly widened their eyes and stared at Zhang Xuan in disbelief.

Five years later, a man sentenced to death has reappeared in front of everyone in a seemingly legitimate manner.

In front of so many people, Zhang Jiming was threatened and was furious. But no matter how angry he was, when he saw the smile on Zhang Xuan's face, he trembled and a feeling that made his heart tremble suddenly appeared.

He didn't understand why either!

A cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

Zhang Jijiang shuddered, then realized that his phone had rung. Seeing the number displayed, the tension on his face vanished instantly, and his gaze toward Zhang Xuan became playful.

Seeing the playful smile on Zhang Jijiang's lips, Zhang Jiming suddenly felt a sense of security.

It seems those people have arrived, which is why he chose to seek refuge with Zhang Jijiang today.

"Zhang Jijiang, are you going to speak for yourself, or do I need to make you speak?"

Zhang Xuan's smile remained unchanged, but his voice carried an imposing aura that commanded respect.

"Kid, I'll give you a piece of advice too: get lost now, it's not too late!"

Before Zhang Jijiang could speak, Zhang Jiming suddenly spoke up from the side.

"Shut him up!"

As soon as Zhang Xuan finished speaking, a shadow flashed by.

"Crack!"

A soft sound, as if something had broken!

"Ahhhh!"

Zhang Jiming's jaw was crushed, blood streaming down his face. He tried to speak, but could only manage to make "ah ah" sounds.

quiet!

At that moment, the atmosphere suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

At this moment, everyone's attention was once again focused on Qinglong, who had made the move. Qinglong, however, stood quietly beside Zhang Xuan as if nothing had happened.

"I've only prepared one coffin today. If that's not enough, you can ask for more! I can afford it!"

The voice remained calm, but no one ignored it.

The more this is the case, the more terrifying it becomes.

Even Zhang Jijiang, who had killed many people, couldn't help but feel a chill when he saw this scene.

The scene fell into dead silence once again because of Zhang Xuan's words.

Everyone held their breath, fearing they might invite trouble.

"Zhang Jijiang, are you going to speak for yourself, or do I need to make you speak?"

"You have only five minutes to confess everything you've done. If you miss even one thing, I guarantee you'll suffer more from being alive than from being dead!"

Zhang Xuan's gaze was like a knife, cutting into Zhang Jijiang's face.

Upon meeting Zhang Xuan's gaze, Zhang Jijiang's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Behind the Zhang family, Zhang Feng's palms were wet. He licked his dry lips and thought of what Zhang Xuan had said during the day.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Jijiang, wanting to see what he would do.

Zhang Jijiang's legs were trembling, and he could barely stand.

Especially when he saw Zhang Xuan's gaze, he felt as if he were being stared at by the Grim Reaper.

"Four more minutes!"

"If you still don't speak, then you should make your final arrangements and prepare for your death."

As Zhang Xuan spoke, he pulled his younger sister aside.

Baihu moved two chairs over, and Zhang Xuan and Zhang Ruoxi sat down.

Upon hearing Zhang Xuan's words, Zhang Jijiang's pupils constricted, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

No one dared to take Zhang Xuan's words as a joke.

Zhang Jijiang felt it most strongly; he sensed murderous intent in those words.

These words sent chills down his spine.

Zhang Jijiang's eyes flickered.

The next moment, several figures appeared at the entrance of the hall.

Zhang Jijiang smiled.

They're laughing so happily!

"Kid, don't think that just because you know a little kung fu, you can do whatever you want in this world."

“I know who you are, but that identity doesn’t give you the right to act so recklessly.”

"I admit that you have indeed made great contributions to the country!"

"However, my Zhang family pays hundreds of millions of yuan in taxes to the Z government every year, and our contribution to the development of Shandong Province is no less than yours."

"Besides, you're not the only few people in this world who know kung fu!"

"I think it's necessary for me to introduce you to a few friends, so you can see how vast the world is!"

Zhang Jijiang became more and more excited as he spoke, and his smile grew wider.

Zhang Xuan just watched calmly, as if waiting for something.

Seeing this, Zhang Jijiang was happy to wait.

"Da da da!"

A sudden thud of leather shoes hitting the ground echoed loudly in the deathly silent space.

"Who on earth is so arrogant as to commit violence in public?"

Everyone turned to look and saw several people in white suits walking over.

"Mr. Zhang, we're not late, are we?"

The men spoke calmly to Zhang Jijiang, their faces arrogant, even though they were facing Zhang Jijiang, a big shot in Dongshan City.

However, Zhang Jijiang showed no displeasure whatsoever, instead acting as if it were perfectly normal.

"Not too late, not too late, everyone has arrived at just the right time!"

Zhang Jijiang's face revealed an undisguised fawning expression.

Seeing this, the arrogance on those people's faces intensified.

"Who is Zhu Youchang of the Bagua Sect to you?"

Just then, Zhang Xuan spoke up.

Upon hearing this, the expressions on those people changed...