The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

Ji Lengming didn't know that the helper Wen Wan sent was Wang Sisi.

No one knew that Wang Sisi had met an acquaintance, and that this acquaintance would play a role in fueling the upcoming "press conference incident."

At this moment, he was staring at the computer screen.

His hands constantly operated the keyboard and wrote programs, trying his best to invade the firewall of the central computer at the press conference venue.

The central computer is connected to the huge projection screen on the podium.

The projection screen, which was glowing with a pale white light, was flickering irregularly and strangely.

But no one at the scene paid attention to this change.

Everyone was looking at Bao Zhen with pity, contempt or indifference.

Watching him being dragged away from his position like a dead dog.

Looking at his legs struggling to push off the ground and his miserable appearance as he tried to stagger up.

He was seen trying to attack the person closest to him with his teeth, but was slapped so hard that his teeth fell out.

The spokesperson, looking glamorous and handsome, returned to the podium.

His apologetic tone attracted most people's attention.

"I'm sorry everyone, there was an interview incident midway and we have to stop."

"We will resolve it as soon as possible and try to get the interview back on track as soon as possible so as not to waste more of your time."

After saying this, Manager Xu from the Propaganda Department cleared his throat.

"cough!"

"In addition, my colleagues will collect your mobile phones, voice recorders, camera equipment, etc. in a moment. Please cooperate."

"I had no choice but to take your cameras and recorders."

"But don't worry, as long as we confirm that there is no harmful information in your camera storage, we will return it immediately!"

Nearly a hundred people were staring at Manager Xu.

An assistant reporter who was not familiar with worldly affairs whispered indignantly: "They are going too far!"

His boss quickly pulled the assistant aside and said sternly, "Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to die?"

The assistant reporter is obviously new to society.

"We are just condoning their illegal and immoral behavior? Then what kind of news are we reporting on?"

The veteran reporter was afraid of bringing trouble to himself and began to glare at the other man.

"shut up!"

"What do you know! News that doesn't cause trouble is the best news!"

"If you continue like this, forget about getting a permanent job!"

When the young reporter heard words like "don't even think about getting a permanent job", his heart felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over it, and he felt a chill all over his body.

The price of upholding justice is far greater than the price of doing evil.

Normal people simply can’t afford it!

A feeling of suffocation spread throughout the huge conference hall.

At the spokesperson's instruction, the security personnel approached each reporter one by one.

Their footsteps were heavy, and the rubber batons hanging at their waists shone with a cold, hard light.

And on the other side.

Bao Zhen was also dragged in front of Pan Ying and Zheng Yiping.

The moment this middle-aged man with a rough, dark face and a thin body saw Zheng Yiping, his eyes, which had been lowered, immediately burst into a ferocious light.

He spat out broken teeth mixed with blood with great force, and the blood foam splashed on the uppers of Zheng Yiping's handmade leather shoes. His dark face was covered with bulging blue veins.

"Zheng Yiping, I will definitely...report your evil deeds!"

Zheng Yiping didn't take the other party's words seriously.

He glanced at his shoes and said to the security captain indifferently: "Please ask him to open his mouth!"

The security captain nodded silently.

He clamped Bao Zhen's jaw with his thumb and jaw and held it tightly.

The intense pain attacked Bao Zhen's nerves, forcing him to open his mouth wide.

next second.

Zheng Yiping suddenly jumped up and poked the burning cigarette into the split mouth.

The flames burned the lining of the mouth.

The smell of burning, blood, and smoke was a chaotic mixture.

"what!"

The shrill screams shocked everyone present.

Zheng Yiping grabbed Bao Zhen's hair, looked down at him, and his eyes were so fierce that it seemed as if he wanted to smash the other person's head.

His voice was very loud.

It’s a roar, a proclamation, a roar.

"Do you think a scumbag like you can bring me down?"

"In my territory, I will show you what it means to overestimate your own capabilities and what it means to cover the sky with one hand!"

Zheng Yiping stood up quickly.

He left his shadowy corner and strode into the brilliant light.

His tall figure was as tall as an unshakable mountain, and his handsome and cold face was filled with sadistic brutality.

He looked at everyone present as if they were domesticated animals.

The deep voice was deafening.

"Those who stand on the side of Aurora Wealth will surely become extremely wealthy, famous and wealthy!"

"If anyone turns away from me, Zheng Yiping, even Jesus cannot keep him!"

"I'll give each of you ten seconds to choose!"

The venue was initially dead silent.

Then there was a rustling sound spreading in dots.

The interval was less than ten seconds.

There was some scattered applause.

Then the applause grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a warm round of applause.

A senior reporter in a neat suit stepped forward and spoke standard Mandarin, carefully choosing his words and tone, trying his best to show his respect.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm a reporter from xx Weekly. I'm very satisfied with tonight's interview."

"The only bad thing is that some bad guys sneaked into the venue tonight with the intention of causing trouble."

"But don't worry, I am willing to make this public in subsequent reports and will never let those media people who confuse right and wrong fool the people!"

When one reporter stood up and took the lead, the others who were waiting and eager to curry favor with the rich and powerful could no longer sit still.

Fame, wealth and power are always the things that can inspire people the most.

Batch after batch of people eager for fame and fortune stood up enthusiastically.

The voices expressing their stance and loyalty are getting louder and louder.

"Mr. Zheng, I am a reporter from XX News. I will work hard to restore the truth and will never let Aurora Wealth suffer any injustice!"

"Mr. Zheng, I am a reporter from XX Daily. I admire you very much as a person. Regarding what happened tonight..."

The whole audience was submerged in the inspiring sounds of praise.

A happy and joyful mood appeared on everyone's face.

The lifeless atmosphere suddenly changed, laughter brought sweetness and fragrance, and everyone was so happy!

Only the middle-aged man who was crawling on the ground with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had tears in his eyes.

Just when everyone was joyful and celebrating.

Suddenly, the huge fluorescent screen behind the podium, which had been lit, went dark.

Without the light from the screen, even the magnificent podium seemed much dimmer.

No one realized what was happening.

The giant screen, 5 meters long and 3 meters wide, lit up again.

What followed were lines of text that suddenly appeared on the giant screen.

Those lines of text seemed to be typed by the hand of God.

No one controls it, yet it sways wildly and follows the wind.

Someone read out the rows of text.

'...a refugee, trying to swim away from the helicopter that was pursuing him.'

'You see him flopping around in the water like a dolphin'

'You saw him through the helicopter's gunsight'

'Then he was riddled with bullet holes and the water turned pink'

'He sank from the water with bullet holes all over his body'

'As he sank, the audience burst into laughter'

"Hello, I'm Ji Lengming!"