I'm not a theatre god

"You emphasized in the previous interview that your father was stabbed to death by a law enforcer who was eager to escape... Maybe the law enforcer was responsible for an important mission, and your father was too afraid of death, so he was confused and wanted to snatch the weapon from the law enforcer, so he was self-defense..."

"Fuck your mother!!" Zhao Yi roared, and his fist whistled towards Zhuo Shuqing's face, but the latter dodged it lightly.

"What kind of a shitty reporter are you?! You are completely confusing right and wrong! I can see that you are not here for an interview! You want to change our confession!" Zhao Yi stared at him, wishing to tear him into pieces.

After writing the last word, Zhuo Shuqing closed the notebook in his hand and spoke slowly:

"Mr. Zhao Yi, Aurora City has chosen to shelter you refugees, and has done its best to be kind and gracious... Why do you have to bite back and be such an ungrateful person?"

"Kindness and graciousness?" Zhao Yi was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He picked up the stick on the corner of the table and hit Zhuo Shuqing. The latter first retreated several steps to the door, and then stood there motionless, allowing the stick to hit him.

Bang!

The flash flashed, and with the sound of the camera shutter, Zhuo Shuqing screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhao Yi was stunned. He looked up and found that an assistant had been waiting outside the door and took a complete picture of the scene just now with a camera. At the same time, the survivors of the other three districts living in the tower also came downstairs after hearing the sound.

"What's going on?" Xu Chongguo asked immediately.

Zhao Yi glared and told Zhuo Shuqing about the distortion of right and wrong. Everyone was angry. Perhaps because they had experienced life and death together and supported each other in this strange place, they had already become a united whole. At this moment, they looked at Zhuo Shuqing angrily.

"They are not poor refugees, but a group of vicious mobs." Zhuo Shuqing slowly got up from the ground, stood beside his assistant, and looked at everyone with a smile, "But in any case, thank you for your cooperation... This time, we have enough materials."

The scene of Zhao Yi beating people just now has been recorded by the camera. As long as some inflammatory words are added, the public opinion can be changed. This is Zhuo Shuqing's real purpose.

"No... We can't let him go like this!" Xu Chongguo is an old man after all. He saw Zhuo Shuqing's plan at a glance, "Hurry up and delete the photos in his camera!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yi was the first to rush out of the crowd and rushed straight to Zhuo Shuqing's assistant. Zhuo Shuqing and his assistant took a step back. In the dilapidated alleys around the tower, figures walked out one after another.

Those figures were wearing wrinkled clothes and holding sticks in their hands. They were thugs from nowhere. They looked gloomy and cruel. At this moment, they protected Zhuo Shuqing and the other two behind them and looked at Zhao Yi and others coldly.

Seeing this scene, Xu Chongguo's heart sank to the bottom of the valley... The other party came prepared this time.

"Zhuo Shuqing, what are you doing?"

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Zhuo Shuqing's face darkened when he heard the voice. He looked to the other side of the alley and saw Wen Shilin, who was also looking at this place with an assistant with a frown.

"Isn't this our Wenda reporter?" Zhuo Shuqing sneered, "What? Wasn't the disturbance caused by the article yesterday big enough? Do you want to meddle in other people's business again?"

Wen Shilin's eyes swept over the residents of District 3 who were surrounded by thugs, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to Zhuo Shuqing:

"Give me the camera."

"Why?"

"You use such despicable means to whitewash those people. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution?" Zhuo Shuqing laughed, "Don't worry, if there is retribution in this world, some people will die faster than me..."

Seeing that Zhuo Shuqing was unmoved, Wen Shilin was also really angry. He coldly swept over the thugs who were protecting Zhuo Shuqing, and then began to roll up his sleeves calmly.

"I didn't want to use force, but since you don't hand it over voluntarily... don't blame me." Wen Shilin said calmly, "Acheng, get ready." Seeing this, the assistant beside him also began to roll up his sleeves. The two stood in the middle of the empty alley, and a cold wind blew through their clothes, which was solemn and sharp. This posture really scared the thugs. They subconsciously stepped back half a step, clenched the sticks in their hands, and looked at the two people with vigilance... Even Zhuo Shuqing, who was hiding behind them, changed his face, as if he was facing a great enemy. He stepped back several steps in succession, and then he realized that not far behind him, there was a young man wearing a brown coat and half-frame glasses leaning against the wall, squinting his eyes and looking here. Zhuo Shuqing didn't know when the man came, and now he didn't have time to pay attention to a passerby, because Wen Shilin and the other man had already clenched their fists and rushed straight towards him! The two of them were full of momentum, especially Wen Shilin. Although he looked weak, there was an indestructible fighting spirit in his eyes. "Boss, this guy is a tough one! Remember to pay more!"

As the strong wind brought by Wen Shilin's figure approached, the leading thug gritted his teeth and said something to Zhuo Shuqing, then he gritted his teeth and swung the iron rod at Wen Shilin with all his strength!

Bang——!

Wen Shilin fell to the ground.

Thug: ???

The ruffian was a little confused. He didn't even realize what happened... He only knew that he seemed to have swung the stick casually, and then Wen Shilin tried to dodge, but he couldn't keep up with the speed at all. He was hit in the head by the stick and was hit on the spot. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

With so much momentum, in the end he is just a scumbag with less than 5 combat power? ?

On the other hand, the assistant Acheng on the side struggled with the two gangsters for a while, but was finally hit in the back with a sap and fell next to Wen Shilin.

Behind the alley, the young man in a brown coat couldn't help holding his forehead, as if he had lost sight of the scene here.

Chen Ling had been here a long time ago. He originally just wanted to find a chaotic place to try [Heart Python]. He stopped by to take a look at the situation in District 3. As a result, he witnessed Zhao Yi chasing Zhuo Shuqing out and was captured on camera. The whole process...

At first, Chen Ling was still hesitating whether to take action, but then Wen Shilin appeared. He thought that Wen Shilin would be able to deal with it without him, and he was looking forward to the rumored reporter's skills, but in the end, I saw the scene where the opponent was knocked down like a chicken.

How did he achieve so much momentum in just two moments? Also, where is your [Iron Fist of Justice]? ?

Chen Ling complained in her heart, while Zhuo Shuqing on the side laughed out loud.

"Wen Shilin, are you here to make fun of me?"