Chapter 279 Voice Recorder

this sound...

Everyone looked at Zhang Zhen, who was being escorted by the guards, with doubts in their eyes.

Zhang Zhen shook his head, indicating that he did not speak, but the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

However, before everyone came back to their senses, another voice rang out: "I am not afraid of you retracting your confession. Anyway, your family members are in my hands. If you retract your confession, they will die miserably."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Mr. He, who was pale, trembling all over, and sat down on the ground.

"No, I didn't say it, I, I didn't speak..." His tone was a little weak, his eyes were full of fear, and he even reached out to pull the people around him, trying to find comfort from them.

"Master Chen, you, you testify for me, I, I didn't say anything just now..."

Not only because of fear, but also because of a guilty conscience, he has forgotten to call himself the official.

Mr. Chen, who was pulled by him, said with horror on his face: "Yes, yes, I have been with Mr. He all the time, and I have never seen him open his mouth!"

But this voice is obviously true to the voice of an adult!

"The one who died was a soldier from the Great Smokey Country. We traded the lives of the people of the Big Smokey Country for Yan Weiqing's life. We did a good deal."

The sound continued, and everyone was even more shocked when they saw Mr. He's pale face.

Only Mo Lingtian's hand holding the recording pen was trembling, because he could clearly feel that the voice came from his own hand, and the vibration gave him the urge to throw something out.

"Hehe, Yan Ruoli, a woman with no strength to restrain her, wants to find out about Yan Weiqing's case, it's like laughing my ass off..."

"Lord Jiang, don't worry! This official must have given Jiang Concubine this bad breath, and she will never recover from Yan Ruoli, and will never be able to compete with Jiang Concubine for favor..."

One sound, one sentence echoed in the hall for a long time, and the familiar voice made it impossible for everyone to ignore it.

Kneeling on the ground like a puddle of mud with adults, with despair and dead silence in their eyes.

Even if he was beaten to death, he couldn't figure out how the words he had said were repeated in the Golden Luan Hall?

Is there really a god in this world, is God punishing him?
"Hehe... I was wrong, I was wrong, god, Lei Gong, I was wrong, don't kill me, I don't dare anymore, Zaiye..."

Suddenly, Mr. He got up from the ground, and started running around the hall like crazy, searching for something, but his face was full of fear.

"Crazy, this is crazy, come, come, catch him."

The Tai Tuo, who was the first to react, hastily called out to the guards outside the hall to capture and his lord, but the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

squeak……

The ear-piercing sound resounded in the hall, and everyone felt as if they were scratching their hearts and lungs, and stretched out their hands to cover their ears.

Especially Mo Lingtian, because he was holding the recording pen, his whole body was shocked by the piercing sound.

Yan Ruoli's eyes darkened, she hurriedly jumped over, and snatched the recording pen from Mo Lingtian's hand.

A loud bang.

Then the hall trembled again.

When Yan Ruoli wanted to throw the recording pen out, it was already too late.

A bolt of lightning cut through the void and struck her body suddenly.

"Nimma! Don't bring such a thing."

Is the lightning rod on the old lady just a decoration?

This can be hit, do you have the eye of the sky, or the eye of the sky?
Don't bully people like this!

ps: The little cuties who are still there raise their hands, continue to support, collectively.

(End of this chapter)

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