I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 391: Divine Punishment Only Requires a List

Brick's mind is really confused now. He doesn't know what the relationship is between the disappeared oriental woman and the red giant hand monster, and he doesn't know whether he can survive tomorrow after doing such a stupid thing.

He heard a "clucking" sound all over his ears, which scared him. When he came to his senses, he realized that it was his own teeth chattering.

"Oh! My God! What should I do!" Brick knelt down at the door, crying and confessing to God.

After repenting for a while, he suddenly realized that he should not repent to God now, but repent and pray to the true God of the Owen family!

Not to mention how frightened Brick was and how he was repenting as if to make up for his loss, Xia Qingqingdai's mood gradually improved because she was holding Owen in her hands, looking at his wind-blown golden hair ruffling his sculpted features in the night, and her mood gradually improved.

It turns out that what scientists said is right, people with good looks can live longer!
Owen, who had been looking up at the face in the clouds, felt that the cold face gradually softened. Knowing that Xia Qingdai's mood was beginning to improve, he couldn't help but let go of his worry.

He bowed to the face in the clouds and said, "What makes you so angry? Do you need me to send someone to flatten this place?"

With a private army armed to the teeth, Owen is no longer the down-and-out boy who came to Fucui Villa alone a year ago. He has enough strength to fight against the surrounding forces.

He knew that Xia Qingdai had many constraints in the human world, and this was the time when he could play a role.

"No need. I've already taken action. Why do I need you to make another trip?" Xia Qingdai shook her head and politely declined Owen's proposal.

"What happened? Can I know?"

Xia Qingdai hesitated for a moment before saying, "I suspect the owner of this house is setting a trap to harm me. I wanted to go to the bathroom just now, and the servants in the castle took me to the suite on the second floor. As soon as I entered, a drunk fat man rushed in and tried to molest me."

"Who is it? I'm going to kill him."

After hearing what Xia Qingdai said, Owen's voice was colder than the winter night. His back teeth were about to break from biting. He wished he could draw his sword right now and go duel with that man!

He didn't want to fight with a gun, because it would be too easy to kill the man with one shot. He would use his sword to pierce thousands of holes in the man's body, making him wail in agony and die after bleeding to the last drop of blood.

This was what he deserved for blaspheming the goddess.

Xia Qingdai felt surprisingly good when she saw Owen's handsome face, which was stern with anger. She even smiled. "I don't remember his name. He may have introduced himself before, but I am face-blind and can't match him. But if I saw him again now, I would recognize him."

"I understand." Owen said, then turned around and looked down at the ground, saying, "Mr. and Mrs. Vincent, I think you two need to explain what happened today. I'll give you a chance to live, and now tell us what you did."

As soon as Xia Qingdai finished her story, Owen immediately understood that the owner of this place must have played a role in it. There were obviously many bathrooms on the first floor, so why did the servant lead Xia Qingdai to the second floor?
Owen would never believe that there was no master's order.

Trial requires evidence, but divine punishment only requires a list.

"What are you talking about, Lord Fu Cui? Please don't misunderstand us! Tonight we only want to hold a lively dance party, and we dare not do anything else."

"Whether you dare or not is not just a matter of words. I think you dare very much." Owen said in a deep voice, "Stop beating around the bush, Mrs. Vincent, don't you have anything to say?" From a high vantage point, Owen could clearly see who had the most guilty look on his face in the family, so he just lied.

When Mrs. Vincent heard Owen, who was flying in the air, point at her, she was so frightened that she shook her head desperately, trying to distance herself from the matter.

"It's not me, it's really not me! It's Ryan, it must be Ryan! He has always been bold and daring, and he dares to do anything."

Internal strife is often a label for a mob. Mrs. Vincent's words confirmed that she and the so-called Ryan must have been involved in the dirty plan against Xia Qingdai.

Owen had vaguely heard that Mr. Lane Brick had managed to pull himself back from the brink of bankruptcy by marrying a rich woman.

The orphaned girl, whose parents had died early, went on a trip with her neighbor, Mrs. Vincent. When she came back, she put on her wedding ring and didn't even invite her friends to the church to witness it.

Less than a year later, this healthy and plump girl died, and her husband inherited her £30,000 estate and a country estate.

From then on, he changed from a penniless poor boy to a wealthy widower and became active in the social circle again.

But if he dared to use the same method to frame Xia Qingdai today, he would be courting death.

Under Owen's relentless pressure, the Vincent family quickly dragged Ryan Brick out. Xia Qingdai recognized the embarrassed fat man at a glance.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its perpetrator. She stopped indiscriminately scaring the people in the castle and directly lifted the clothes on the back of Brick's neck to let him experience the feeling of an extreme swing.

As soon as Brick's feet left the ground, he was so scared that he started talking nonsense. He confessed all the bad things he and Mrs. Vincent had done and confessed to the true God.

Xia Qingdai was amazed by what she heard, but in the end she did not kill him as she did not want to dirty her hands. She wanted Owen to legally hang him using the laws of the 18th century.

After being picked up by Xia Qingdai, Brick was frightened and went a little crazy. He peed in his pants in public, and experienced a direct social death.

As for little Mrs. Vincent, with whom he had been trying to get close to her, naturally nothing good happened to her either, as she was arrested with a warrant by the local sheriff.

Originally, if a lady committed a crime, no matter how serious it was, she would not be put on public trial, but Mrs. Vincent was given the honor of a public trial. Of course, all this was inseparable from Owen's operation and the deterrence of the "God".

For the sake of her child, Mrs. Vincent, whose hands were filled with sins, took all the blame and did not involve Mr. Vincent at all.

But she didn't know that after she was hanged, Mr. Vincent remarried, had a new child and a new home, and became her stepfather.

The sins she committed in order to accumulate wealth for her children eventually backfired on her children.

As for Brick, he confessed too many crimes under the extreme swing that day, including how he killed his wife with the dirty clothes of a fever patient.

In the end he was sentenced to death by hanging, and since no heirs could be found, the estates and properties left by his wife were confiscated into the national treasury.