Beep!

Before Mr. Deng's voice could be fully heard, there was a rustling sound all around, and a moment later, the camera in the studio suddenly exploded.

The tiny fragments turned into powder in an instant, and even all the sounds turned into silence.

Everyone, who had been immersed in Mr. Deng's speech, still hadn't woken up from the previous shock.

Their rioting hearts finally gradually calmed down.

Something seemed to dawn on me again.

Grandma Zhihui and Mr. Deng were sitting on the sofa in the studio, watching the things in the room being broken bit by bit, and they looked at each other.

"Coming!"

From the moment they stepped into the studio, they knew that such a situation would definitely happen.

Mr. Deng has already said almost everything that needs to be said.

Even if someone comes, he doesn't feel any regret or fear.

A faint smile appeared on that kind face, and he looked at Grandma Zhihui with a gentle look: "Are you afraid?"

Grandma Zhihui shook her head, with a demure look on her face, still retaining her ladylike demeanor.

"I've been used to it for a long time. It's really rare to face such a scene with you for the first time!"

"Hahaha……"

The two people in the studio couldn't help but chuckle, like children.

However, in the next moment, a bloody body was thrown in front of them, and the gloomy face of Mr. Sange also appeared in front of them.

"It's been this long, I didn't expect you guys to still be able to laugh!"

Cold eyes drifted to the two of them.

Although Mr. Deng and Grandma Zhihui were prepared, their faces turned red when they saw the fallen person in front of them.

Mr. Deng quickly approached Mr. Nie, so nervous that he didn't know how to touch him.

"Old Nie, how are you?"

Only then did Mr. Nie slowly wake up and managed a smile.

His pale face looked calm.

"Old Deng, I guess we two old guys won't be able to go home today!"

When Mr. Nie spoke, his voice was weak and he looked very tired.

He intended to adjust the atmosphere, but his words made both Mr. Deng and Grandma Zhihui worried.

"Old Nie, it was me who harmed you! If you hadn't given me your luck, you wouldn't have..."

Mr. Deng felt very uncomfortable.

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Nie glared at him complainingly: "Old Deng, didn't we discuss this before? I thought you understood me! Why did you say such a thing?"

They had already agreed to pave the way for Su Yuan at the end of his life.

Everything Su Yuan endured was seen in their eyes and hurt in their hearts.

In order to maintain fairness in the world, Su Yuan shouldered too much on his own.

His shoulders are young, but he still bears the responsibility of being a great man in the world.

In order to maintain the cause and effect, Su Yuan's wife and children were all affected, his parents died, and his sister suffered crazy revenge.

Even the child Beibei, who is so cute and kind, is still unconscious.

Everything they experienced with Su Yuan's family made them clearly aware that Su Yuan might be able to do things they couldn't do.

All they could do was to quietly pave the way for Su Yuan, so that Su Yuan would no longer worry about those insidious designs.

Mr. Deng looked at Mr. Nie, their eyes met, and they already knew each other's thoughts.

Mr. Deng said nothing more.

He didn't regret everything they did, but it still hurt to see his old friend tortured like this.

"Two old guys! How long has it been and you are still worried about Su Yuan? I think you should still worry about yourself!"

The sinister voice of Mr. Sange floated over, and he looked at them coldly, with evil energy surging around his body.

Grandma Zhihui quickly leaned on Mr. Deng’s side to block Mr. Nie.

"Who are you? Since you have such great ability, you don't think about how to help the people overcome the current difficulties, and you still come here and use such cruel methods to torture Lao Nie, are you still human?"

Old Sange looked ferocious and looked at Grandma Zhihui with disdain.

He raised his hand and immediately slapped Grandma Zhihui on the face.

Grandma Zhihui's petite figure flipped over and fell heavily to the ground under such force.

Suddenly, blood flowed all over the place, and no one moved.

His movements were so fast that even Mr. Deng didn't notice.

When Mr. Deng came to his senses, his originally kind face was filled with anger.

His body was trembling slightly, and his fingers pointed at Mr. Sange in front of him.

"You are called the strong in vain! You obviously have great power, but you only bully the innocent. Is this what you say is the way of heaven?"

Mr. Deng understood best that they clearly wanted to force Su Yuan to death by doing this.

Those forces behind the scenes don't care about cause and effect at all, they want rules that serve themselves.

The real cause and effect will not differentiate between high and low, and will be judged equally.

This is a huge threat to them.

And this resistance has driven them close to madness.

Mr. Deng quickly walked towards Grandma Zhihui, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and he felt that his heart was empty.

He has served the people for most of his life and has never had any selfish motives.

He also always felt that he owed his wife too much for being able to do his own thing, but he didn't expect that when things happened, he would actually drag his wife down!

"Hmph! Now you know the pain and are sad? You are just bringing it upon yourself! If you don't want to die, just listen to me and let Yama come here to save you. As long as you can bite to death on all the news, yes

The virus spread by Su Yuan, I can save you from death and protect you for a lifetime of glory and wealth!"

The elder of the Three Pavilions was aloof, looking at the three of them with a stern look, as if he was showing his last mercy.

Mr. Nie sneered and ignored it at all. He just moved his head and looked in the direction of Zhihui and Mr. Deng.

He was also worried about Zhihui's condition.

The reason why he was able to endure these severe pains was not only because of his firm belief in his heart, but also because his body and bones were much better than Zhihui's.

Mr. Deng did not look back, his heart and eyes were filled with images of Zhihui lying motionless on the ground, his trembling figure looking particularly lonely.

Mr. Sange never thought that a few ants as noble as him would dare to be so disrespectful!

Even what he said turned a deaf ear!

Damn it!

In anger, he directly stretched out his hand and grabbed Mr. Deng fiercely.

Mr. Deng's body suddenly rose into the air, with regret and anxiety in his eyes.

But there was no fear.

He wanted to take a look at Zhihui's condition, and he wanted to know how his wife was doing, but this little wish obviously couldn't be realized!


Chapter completed!