The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Xia Zhitao hesitated: "It's just that the jury is randomly selected from the local residents. Even if there is no problem with the identity and it is on the voter registration form, with so many people in Nancheng, the chance of being selected is very low."

Zhang Kuang didn't think too much, and said nonchalantly, "There is always a way."

Although Xia Zhitao nodded in agreement, he didn't know how Zhang Kuang could really do it.

If the trial is compared to a "war", then the selection of the jury before the trial is the "outpost".Lawyers on both sides fought openly and covertly, argued hard, only to select the most beneficial candidate from the candidates, and tried their best to prevent candidates who favored the other side from entering the jury.

Nancheng is one of the cities with the largest population in the country, and there should be about 30 candidates for the jury, so the possibility of being selected by Zhang Kuang's fake identity is too low.

Although there was a wave of public opinion on the Internet before, the Sun family quickly noticed their actions and began to suppress media reports on the Internet, delete comments and criticize them, and withdraw hot searches on Weibo, etc., to prevent the situation from further escalating.

In addition, the Sun family kept this matter very close and did not reveal any rumors. Xia Zhitao didn't even know which law firm accepted them or which lawyer took up the case.

But the difference is that the Sun family has long known that Xia Zhitao is the plaintiff's lawyer.The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, which puts Xia Zhitao in a very unfavorable situation.

Xia Zhitao went on to say something about the law, but in fact, there is very little that other people can do, and the pressure is basically on her shoulders——

After all, she's the one who's going to take the opponent head-on in court.

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Xia Zhitao was worried about how to win the case, but Zhang Kuang was thinking about how he could get into the jury, and it would be best if he could get into the court all the way to help Taotao.

The reason why the leader is currently tied up is entirely because the family of the descendants of Laoshi is too mysterious, and he doesn't even know the names of the messengers behind the scenes, let alone use the spirit mirror to find their location.

As long as Zhang Kuang can see the people from Sun's family across the street, even if it's just for one side, she can break into his house in a dark and windy night without anyone noticing, beat him up, and see if he dares Keep doing things.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kuang felt that he had suddenly found a direction to work hard.

Since Qin Zhi couldn't help, she was going to go back and ask Lu Qian and Song Muzhao if there was a way to find the person who was selected as a candidate, and then "kick off" the other person's spot and replace it by herself.

After the small meeting of seven people ended, Zhang Kuang said goodbye to Xia Zhitao, then jumped off the balcony excitedly and left, unable to hold back.

Xia Zhitao looked at the empty area under the balcony, and there was no Zhang Kuang figure in his sight, only a few scattered petals remained.

She rubbed her forehead, she didn't understand Zhang Kuang how she looked just now...

So energetic? ?

Zhang Kuang left first, and there were six other people in the room.

Luo Sumu and Qi Zidong are both likely to appear in court. Luo Sumu and Xia Zhitao are sorting out some materials, while Qi Zidong sits quietly in his place. He has been silent since the beginning of the meeting and has not said a word until now.

Qin Zhi picked up her bag and wanted to leave, but she caught a glimpse of Qi Zidong in modern attire, and she still couldn't overcome her curiosity and hesitated to speak: "Master Zu, Zhang Kuang doesn't know you?"

Xia Zhitao was also a little curious about this, poked half of his head out from behind the thick material, and followed Qin Zhi to look at Qi Zidong who was sitting quietly.

Qi Zidong shook his head, his voice was calm: "I don't know."

She turned her head to look at Qin Zhi, her expression still indifferent, and explained: "My spiritual power was completely washed away when I ascended, and the divine power after becoming a priest was also stripped away after crossing."

She chuckled lightly, with no trace of sadness or joy: "Now I am nothing more than a mortal body known as the 'White Deer'. Zhang Kuang can't feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, so naturally she won't Doubtful."

Qin Zhi nodded clearly, and said, "That's true."

She muttered: "Ah, I'm really not reconciled, she's obviously crazy, she's younger than us by how many generations—"

Xia Zhitao became even more curious: "Is Zhang Kuang very young?"

Qin Zhi shrugged: "Otherwise, how old do you think she is?"

In "Handan Travel Notes", Zhang Lan was indeed very young when she fell into the spiritual vein, but she changed her name to Zhang Kuang. After becoming the leader, she seemed to have lived for a long time, and her age has become a mystery.

Xia Zhitao thought for a moment and said, "How many thousand years old?"

"...Heh, my ancestor is a ten thousand-year-old white deer fairy spirit, but this demon spirit has a lifespan of several thousand years." Qin Zhi dismissed, "Crazy? She doesn't even have a fraction of me."

Qi Zidong looked at Qin Zhi helplessly, with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

This was something Xia Zhitao hadn't thought about. She stood up, leaned over with great interest and asked, "Not counting those days when she was sleeping in her spiritual veins, how old is she? How old is she?"

Qin Zhi stretched out two fingers, waved them in front of Xia Zhitao, and said:

"Twenty or thirty, very tender."

Xia Zhitao fell silent.

"Qin Zhi."

Even though Qi Zidong's voice didn't fluctuate, but when he was called by his name all of a sudden, Qin Zhi inexplicably felt an unexplained chill run up his spine, and immediately waved his hands and said:

"Okay, I won't talk about it."

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In a century-old mansion, a man in formal attire sat on a leather sofa and lit a cigarette casually.

There was a little spark from the cigarette butt, and he put his fingers together, holding the cigarette to his lips.The fragrance of grass and trees mixed with a hint of mint rushes into the lungs, as if the whole body is filled with the fairy mist.

Opposite the man sat a young man who was sitting idle.The young man leaned on the sofa, didn't even bother to look at the man, and took out his mobile phone to play.

The man looked at the young man in front of him and frowned slightly: "Look at you, what you look like!"

"Cut," the young man turned off the phone impatiently, but his figure was still slumped on the sofa, "Dad, didn't I just kill two people? It's been a year, why hasn't it passed?"

The man's frown deepened: "Why didn't you tell me the first time, and you suppressed the matter yourself?"

Youth: "Aren't I afraid that you will be unhappy, Dad, so I deal with it myself."

The man sneered: "You handled it well: the car hasn't been changed, the recorder hasn't been destroyed, the witnesses are still alive, and the forensic doctor has gone abroad with the report—the handling is so dirty, isn't it waiting for someone to sue you? "

The young man choked, and it took him a long time to hum: "I...I didn't expect that."

The man sighed deeply, and the smoke rose slowly, lingering around his eyebrows, but he couldn't stop his deep gaze.

"Now the matter has been magnified by them in the media, forcing the circuit court to accept the case." The man pulled out a stack of papers and slammed them on the table: "The subpoenas have been sent, and the jury will be selected the day after tomorrow—— You still want to lie to me?"

The young man was wronged for a while, so he had to sit silently.

The man took out a few more sheets of paper and put them in front of the young man, while he leaned back on the back of the sofa: "You, it's just that you don't do things cleanly and neatly. This will cause troubles easily in the future."

He put his hands together on his raised knees, and his voice was a little more helpless: "And your subsequent methods are too obvious, and you will let people create an accident to kill the old man. Fortunately, the man you hired is dead now Otherwise, public opinion will be even more difficult to suppress."

The young man tugged at the chain on his neck, and said with a frowning face, "Dad, what should I do then?"

"The old man is also lucky. He actually found a very good new lawyer to take the case." The man casually spread out the papers. Lawyer resume.

"Hey," the young man was too lazy to read the words, but he caught sight of the photo, and he couldn't help but click his tongue, "This little lawyer looks good, she's a pure and cold beauty."

The man smiled, the cigarette was only one-third smoked, so he extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray with his backhand. With a sound of "Chi--", the spark of the cigarette butt was completely extinguished, leaving only a wisp of white smoke floating up and down.

He said: "Look twice more, you won't be able to see it soon."