Qiao Sheng was heartbroken to the extreme. She had been heartbroken countless times from before to now, but never once was it as intense and suffocating as today.

This scene seems to have returned many years ago.

At that time, he didn't give himself a chance to explain. She was sent to prison by Lu Tingyuan himself. His words of good care made her lose her kidney, her daughter, two fingers, and even her home. She became a

orphan……

Qiao Sheng's eyes were so red that his heart became colder and colder.

Lu Tingyuan, the person you are most sorry for in this world is me.

If it's because of you being imprisoned for the second time, I will never forgive you again in this life.

Qiao Sheng took a step forward, but could not leave.

Reporters swarmed up and surrounded Qiao Sheng. Countless voices rang out, questioning, cursing, and doubting. They wanted to peel off a layer of Qiao Sheng's skin and dig out valuable exclusive news from her body.

No one cares about Qiao Sheng, everyone only cares about the means she used to "kill people."

The sentence Qiao Sheng heard the most was...

"A woman like Qiao Sheng should be shot! She shouldn't live in this world!"

"Miss Jian is such a pitiful person. She has lost her husband, her son, and now she is also dead. I really hope that Qiao Sheng will die soon. Only by dying thoroughly can people relieve their hatred."

The sin deserves death.

Not worthy of living.

In the eyes of these people, the life of the ant is probably more valuable than hers.

No one understands her, and they don't have any differences. She has never offended or hurt anyone, yet she has to suffer all this.

The words in those words were more harsh than the last, and those vicious words pierced her chest directly with the light of a sword.

"Ms. Qiao, we are broadcasting live. There are now more than five million viewers. Half of the people think that the court should sentence you to death immediately. The other half of the netizens think that death is a waste of money for you and you should be allowed to die."

Every day I crawl on my knees and kowtow under the scorching sun to atone for what you have done."

Atonement?

What a funny word.

She is not guilty at all!

It is said that millions of people are looking forward to her death. Is this possible?

Qiao Sheng tried his best to look calm. Looking at the reporter who was talking, Qiao Sheng could feel the "just eyes" bursting out of the reporter's eyes, waiting to punish Qiao Sheng.

She doesn't believe that there are no people in the world who can distinguish right from wrong, nor does she believe that everyone would be malicious to a stranger.

It was only when Qiao Sheng looked at the phone held up by the reporter that she realized how painful it felt to be slapped in the face.

No one spoke for her, and the screen was filled with comments.

"Qiao Sheng, go to hell!"

"It's best if she can't live or die!"

People's hearts were surprisingly united at this moment. Qiao Sheng was stunned for a few minutes and then stood up straight.

She told herself to forget the scene just now, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with blood and go to hell.

Qiao Sheng's heart felt cold.

She felt that everything was very sad and ridiculous. She wanted to reverse the situation, but no one was willing to listen to her explanation.

Qiao Sheng didn't know how things would develop. Maybe more people would join to form a justice team waiting for the countdown to her death.

Maybe she will be bullied online, and all kinds of threatening things will be mailed to her, or her personal information has been stripped clean, and someone is already on the way to find her, wanting to stand in front of her and slap her.

Give it a slap.

Thinking of what he would face in the future, Qiao Sheng felt no trace of panic, but just a touch of sadness.

Life is indeed not worth it.

Qiao Sheng's hand slowly clenched into a fist. She adjusted her breathing. As soon as she took in the air, before she could spit it out, something hit her forehead. The pain stimulated the nerves and made Qiao Sheng wrinkle.

He frowned.

Looking down, she saw that what hit her was a stone.

Before Qiao Sheng could raise his head, something was thrown at him. This time, he was hit in the back.

There was a bottle of mineral water at my feet, followed by a glass bottle, a broom, a belt, shoes... someone even hit the microphone hard!

Qiao Sheng stood motionless.

It was difficult for her to contend with a group of people by herself. She tried to escape, but someone grabbed her hair, aimed their fist at the back of her head, and punched her twice, making Qiao Sheng's eyesight black.

Before he could stand upright, Qiao Sheng was kicked on the waist.

His body fell forward and his forehead hit the ground heavily.

There were so many people around her that she couldn't tell who did it. The only thing Qiao Sheng knew was that everyone was laughing, laughing that she deserved it. Before the police arrived, they would replace the police to "punish evil and promote good."

The so-called 'just judgment' has begun.

Qiao Sheng suddenly laughed at herself. For the first time, she felt that kindness was a harsh derogatory term. The gentleness in her bones and her soft heart caused her misery.

She was being hit and insulted all the time. Qiao Sheng closed her eyes tightly. At this moment, she thought that there might be nothing wrong with being a villain...

There were chaotic and noisy sounds in his ears, but Qiao Sheng could hear a few words clearly.

"More than 10 million people watched it! Some netizens said that if Qiao Sheng still refused to plead guilty, they would boil water and pour it in her mouth! If she still refused to be punished, they would find a few wolf dogs and lock her up together to teach her a lesson.

Stop this murderer!"

"In my opinion, it's better to just lock up Qiao Sheng and throw him into the sea. Miss Jian died too innocently! We can't take advantage of Qiao Sheng in vain!"

"Remembering that Qiao Sheng stabbed someone with a knife just now, I just want to poke a hole in her side! Then cut her in with a knife, so that she can also taste the heart-breaking pain."

"Then get the knives. Don't waste time. Get a few more. Let's avenge Miss Jian and the injured lady together!"

"Wouldn't it be good to do this? The police will be here soon."

"For a murderer, the police won't care about her life or death. What's more, the matter has already become a big deal. So many people are watching live. There are 20 million people waiting to see Qiao Sheng die. We have also done a good thing."

Qiao Sheng's hands and feet were tied up. She resisted, but her cheeks became red and swollen, and she was slapped twice. To this day, her ears can't hear what's going on around her, except for the buzzing in her ears.

Two men carried her up, and a long rope was tied around Qiao Sheng's waist. With the command of one or two, Qiao Sheng was lifted up, and her body was hanging in the air. Looking down, a group of people

Looking at himself with a sneer.

Someone in the crowd was hiding secretly with a mobile phone, reporting the situation to Shi Xiang'er, "Don't worry, Ms. Shi, everything is going smoothly. The anger of the crowd has been incited. Next, I will encourage those scapegoats,

Just give Qiao Sheng a few knives!"

"Miss Shi, I will do it beautifully and ensure your satisfaction. After the job is completed, I will ask Miss Shi to put the remaining three million in my card."

…

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted.

"Take off her clothes and give her a taste of humiliation! Then we take the knife and teach her a lesson!"

The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and someone said, "Lessons are lessons, taking off your clothes is a bit..."

"What's wrong with taking off your clothes! Don't forget that Miss Jian died in her hands!" The man roared fiercely, "Miss Jian is a family member of a martyr! She is a military wife! Her husband died for the country, and she was killed by a villain! What if?

If we don't let Qiao Sheng pay the price with blood, how can we be worthy of the dead martyrs!"

"Sister-in-law, have a good journey! We will avenge this for you!"

Many reporters paid attention to Xiaoxing's family for the special reason of being a family member of the martyrs. After hearing these few words, everyone's anger was ignited.

Qiao Sheng looked at this ridiculous and disgusting scene, and finally turned his attention to the man in the distance.

He just looked at it, looking at it as if nothing had happened.

He must have heard how these people wanted to treat him, but he was indifferent.

The words "Lu Tingyuan" were stuck in his throat, and Qiao Sheng couldn't say them out.
Chapter completed!