It is better to be a demon than a god. All demons are created by me.

Medical staff rushed to the scene and began to treat the wounded.

One of the wounded was lying next to the car, with blood flowing from his head, staining the ground red.

His eyes were closed and his face was pale, as if he had no breath of life.

The medical staff gently examined him, then shook his head silently, obviously unable to save him.

"This one has no signs of life."

"The other wounded has internal bleeding and needs to be sent to the emergency room immediately!" another doctor shouted.

The stretcher was quickly pushed to the scene, and the medical staff carefully lifted the seriously injured person onto the stretcher.

"This one has no signs of life" echoed in Li Feng's mind, and it was like a needle piercing his heart.

He killed someone!

Thinking of this, Li Feng's hands trembled, and his body seemed to lose support, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Husband, what's wrong with you?" Lin Li hurriedly helped Li Feng up.

Li Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains, and his voice could not break free.

His heart was overwhelmed by the waves of regret and self-blame. He originally just wanted to teach those who talked nonsense after receiving money a lesson, but he never expected that such revenge would take a person's life.

In the end, he said nothing, but shook his head heavily, and warned himself in his heart, "I can't use this power anymore, I will become a real devil."

Li Feng slowly stood up, supported Lin Li, and returned to the ward silently.

The reporter who couldn't speak because of the pain in his throat just now opened his eyes with difficulty at this time.

He caught Li Feng's back in his hazy vision, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He thought: "This may be the retribution for helping the evil."

In the evening, the news on the Internet emerged like a tide.

One after another, the hot searches were refreshed, and the most eye-catching ones were: "Girl seduced a minor for money, and the minor was accused", "The truth about the girl's suicide was revealed, and her parents used it to blackmail the minor", "Vampire-like parents, greedy".

Ye Ming sat on the sofa with a cup of steaming coffee in his hand, staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

He swiped the hot news one by one, and suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a piece of news, which was a surveillance video of a car accident in the hospital.

Looking at the scene in the video, Ye Ming's mouth curled up with a satisfied smile. He whispered to himself: "It seems that 001's magic fruit is a superpower system. The feast the day after tomorrow is really more and more exciting for me."

His eyes flashed with anticipation and excitement.

Hearing this, Shan De suddenly jumped from the side to the table lightly, staring at the news in Ye Ming's hand.

His scalp was numb, and his voice was trembling: "A dead person! A murder happened in less than a day, and you can still laugh!"

Li Feng still ate the magic fruit!

Shan De's fear was far more than that.

He quickly opened Li Feng's panel, and when he saw that Li Feng's wish progress bar actually rose as the news report spread, his face became even paler.

This is completely contrary to the nature of doing good and accumulating virtue.

Ye Ming didn't care about Shan De's reaction. He said lightly: "I told you from the first day that I am a demon cultivator with no ability. You forced me to do things for you, but you didn't give me divine power and asked me to solve the incident myself. This is my way of solving the incident. Doesn't the increase in the value mean that your system recognizes my method in its heart, Dog God."

Shan De wanted to refute but couldn't say anything. It didn't have divine power to stop the development of things.

To restore divine power, it must rely on the completion of tasks.

Does it have to use these bloody tasks to obtain divine power to stop Ye Ming from doing evil?

Ye Ming looked at the magic fruit in the glass box on the counter. The color became brighter and brighter, as if it contained endless magic power, which was fascinating.

The day after tomorrow morning, the sun shone through the window and sprinkled in the solemn and solemn courtroom.

What is going on here is a trial on the crime of underage rape.

The air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere, which seemed to foreshadow the complexity and severity of this trial.

The young Qi Song stood in the trial seat, his hands covering his face, his shoulders trembling slightly.

He choked and said, "I am guilty, I thought my sister was happy. It's all my fault. I spent too much money that month, and the card couldn't be used in the end. I didn't know that my sister would sue me for rape because of this, and she was so depressed that she committed suicide. If I had known, I would rather be beaten by my father, but..."

Li Feng, who was in the audience, stared at Qi Song. He witnessed the subtle rise of Qi Song's mouth, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He couldn't help but stand up and said loudly: "You lied, you devil! Ying'er is not what you said!"

The judge frowned when he saw this, and he knocked the gavel heavily, and the sound echoed in the courtroom: "No noise in the courtroom, please keep quiet, otherwise I will drive you away."

Li Feng's eyes were like knives, staring at the judge fiercely, his eyes full of hostility and distrust.

In his opinion, the judge seemed to be in collusion with those demons and jointly planned to frame Ying'er.

Qi Song stood in the dock and defended himself with a trembling voice: "Uncle, what I said is true. I am only 13 years old and a child. Our teacher taught us that children should not lie."

Although his voice was weak, there was a hint of provocation in his eyes when he looked at Li Feng, as if he was deliberately angering Li Feng.

Li Feng's lawyer quickly comforted Li Feng, "Don't be so excited, it will leave a bad impression on the judge and will be disadvantageous to us. You have to believe me."

Li Feng glanced at the lawyer and sat down. He didn't trust anyone now. He wanted to use his own way to seek justice for Ying'er.

Qi Song's defense lawyer continued to ask: "How did you know Li Ying?"

Qi Song pretended to be afraid and looked at Li Feng: "She is Brother Baichuan's tutor. One day, my brother and I went to Brother Baichuan's house to play, and I saw my sister sitting on Brother Baichuan's lap. She was not wearing anything. I was immediately shocked by that..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Song suddenly turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He grabbed his throat tightly with both hands, as if something was scraping wildly in his throat, making his breathing extremely difficult.

This sudden situation shocked everyone in the court, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The judge immediately slammed the gavel, trying to maintain order. Qi Song's parents stood up excitedly and shouted, "Doctor! Call the doctor!"

Other people in the court also began to become restless, some whispered, and some looked solemn.

I don't know who said, "I seem to see needles in the blood. Isn't there a famous saying that liars have to swallow a thousand needles? Do you think the boy lied? Was he punished by those things?"

"Are you going to die? You dare to gossip about the Qi family. It always feels a bit gloomy. Let's go first."

No one knows who said these two sentences, but the whole court fell into chaos, and everyone hurried out.

Chen Baichuan, who was sitting in the witness stand, didn't know who hit him and fell to the ground, and the back of his head hit the table heavily.

The judge slammed the gavel heavily: "Please sit quietly in your seats, don't walk around, and increase the difficulty of rescue."

Everyone was forced by the bailiffs to stay in their seats and not leave their seats. After the court restored order.

Everyone saw a body on the floor in front of them, leaning on the table with eyes wide open and staring straight ahead.

"Ah, Baichuan, what happened to you?" Chen's parents ran to Chen Baichuan's side, and when they picked up his body, they found that there was a needle as thick and long as a finger on the table that pierced straight into Chen Baichuan's head.

Chu Feng, the law enforcer who came to testify, ran over quickly to control the scene and prevent others from destroying the scene.

After Chu Feng put his hand on Chen Baichuan's neck and confirmed that he was dead, he looked at the needle stuck on the edge of the table.

It is impossible for such a thick and long needle to be stuck on the table without being discovered.

"Turn on the surveillance, block the scene, and no one is allowed to leave. This is murder." After he ordered the law enforcers in the court, he glanced at Li Feng who was comforting his wife. The people with the most motive for murder were Li Feng and his wife, but their seats were far away from here.

But Chu Feng still felt that Li Feng and his wife were the most likely to kill Chen Baichuan.