Zhao Huasheng and Meng Zhuo finally collided head-on with the group of people coming. Zhao Huasheng clearly saw a strong young man being punched by Meng Zhuo, saw a howling middle-aged woman being pushed by Meng Zhuo more than ten meters away, and saw another young man holding a steel pipe being shook by Meng Zhuo behind him...

Meng Zhuo was like an invincible general on the ancient battlefield. Although there were many people coming towards him, none of them was Meng Zhuo's opponent. The hundreds of people rushed over almost blocked the narrow alley, but Meng Zhuo forced a passage.

Meng Zhuo always faced the enemy with one hand, and kept holding Zhao Huasheng's arm with the other hand. There were too many people and the situation was too chaotic. Even with Meng Zhuo's care, Zhao Huasheng was still tripped by the limbs or something of a person who appeared from somewhere. So Meng Zhuo was dragging Zhao Huasheng forward.

Meng Zhuo is like an iron tower, or a reef in a huge wave. No matter how violent the flood is, it cannot affect Meng Zhuo.

But Meng Zhuo is not a god after all, and Meng Zhuo cannot guarantee that Zhao Huasheng will not be hurt. So Zhao Huasheng saw countless hideous and angry faces. Zhao Huasheng saw a very beautiful young woman throwing her high heels hard on Zhao Huasheng. The heel was a little sharp, which made Zhao Huasheng feel a little painful. Zhao Huasheng also saw the young woman screaming something-yes, seeing, not hearing. Because the situation is so chaotic at the moment. Through the mouth shape, Zhao Huasheng could probably tell the content of the woman's screaming: "You demon! Do you want to kill all of us? Why haven't you been in hell yet?!"

An old man in his seventies viciously knocked his crutch on Zhao Huasheng's head, making Zhao Huasheng feel dizzy in his head; a young man punched Zhao Huasheng's belly, making Zhao Huasheng feel the scorching pain in his abdomen; and a little girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, rushed up regardless of the danger and left a few scratches on Zhao Huasheng's face with her nails. At the same time, she shouted in a tender but twisted voice: "You give me my dad back! I give me my dad back!"

Meng Zhuo's body was always very stable, without any shaking under the impact of the crowd. Ninety percent of the fight and attacks of the crowd fell on Meng Zhuo, but Meng Zhuo never stopped his progress.

The scene was very chaotic, very chaotic, screams, roars, and screams mixed together. But in the midst of this noise, Zhao Huasheng clearly heard the sound of plasma living organisms coming from his mind. It was a burst of laughter mixed with sarcasm and contempt: "Hahahahaha! Zhao Huasheng! Take a look, this is the human civilization you have always wanted to save! This is your human civilization! Your struggle and your efforts are all fists and curses! Hahahahahaha! What is the meaning of everything you have given? What is the meaning of living? Why don't you commit suicide? Go and die quickly, you are dead, you are relieved, and I don't have to do my best to monitor you."

Plasma life forms do have a lot of understanding of human culture. It knows that the pain Zhao Huasheng suffered at this moment is unbearable for ordinary people. This is not physical pain, but mental pain. It does not mind sprinkling a handful of salt on Zhao Huasheng's wound at this time, and it really wants to see Zhao Hua die.

No one knows what Zhao Huasheng felt inside. The only thing that can be seen is Zhao Huasheng's eyes. Amid the fists and curses in the sky, Zhao Huasheng's eyes remained cold and calm, without any change. There was no anger, no sadness, no sadness, nothing, only peace.

Amid the roar of plasma living organisms, amid the deafening shouts of "killing Zhao Huasheng", and among countless fists, Meng Zhuo finally dragged Zhao Huasheng away from the crowd. Police had already appeared in front of them, and the police rushed over quickly, while Meng Zhuo dragged Zhao Huasheng to a police car. The police car sounded a harsh sirens and rushed to the hospital.

Zhao Huasheng was fiddled with by many people like a puppet. Many liquids were rubbed on his body. Bandages, cotton pads, injections and other things took turns to work. He had been busy for several hours before it was over. After everything was settled, a doctor took a small flashlight and shone Zhao Huasheng's eyes. After checking the reaction of his pupils, he said to the person next to him: "This is probably a stress protection mechanism after an emergency. He has nothing to do anymore. He can recover after a while."

So everyone retreated and the ward fell into silence again. Zhao Huasheng kept looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, as if thinking about something.

At the same time, in a dilapidated building in a corner of the City of Life, several uniformed staff escorted Li Wei, who was handcuffed, to a room.

The room is not large in size, and there are no windows on the surrounding walls, so the light outside cannot penetrate. Only a dim light bulb on the roof exudes a faint light. The middle of the room was separated by an iron fence. One side of the iron fence was a chair made of steel. The staff pressed Li Wei to the steel chair and locked Li Wei cleanly on it. On the other side of the iron fence was an interrogation table, Meng Zhuo stood behind the interrogation table with a cold face.

"Tell me, tell me why you did this." Meng Zhuo said coldly.

The cold interrogators, the dark and depressing room, and the faint smell of blood that permeated the air, such an environment is enough to make an ordinary person feel broken immediately. Li Wei also belongs to the category of ordinary people, but Li Wei not only did not have a mental breakdown, but instead smiled on her face.

Li Wei smiled and looked at Meng Zhuo opposite the iron fence, and said with a smile: "What did I do?"

"We have tracked down your posting record." Meng Zhuo snorted coldly: "On the Internet, the rumors about Zhao Huasheng were first released. In addition to the rumors, we also found through surveillance that you deliberately leaked a large amount of confidential information about Zhao Huasheng to the "God of Savior" cult organization, which led to the God of Savior cult organization having the capital and foundation to distort the facts and process the truth. In other words, all the rumors about Zhao Huasheng at this moment and Zhao Huasheng's current dilemma are caused by you."

"Tell me why?" Meng Zhuo said coldly: "You should know what it means to do so."

"So you know everything." Li Wei smiled, "The reason for me to do this is very simple, because Zhao Huasheng is a beast, a liar, and Zhao Huasheng killed my brother."

Meng Zhuo's fist tightened violently, and then punched hard on the wall next to him. The hard wall was even smashed by Meng Zhuo's punch, but Meng Zhuo's fist was not damaged at all. Anger began to burn in his eyes, which had always been cold and calm.

"Woman, you are challenging my patience." Meng Zhuo said coldly, his voice like the ice under the Nine Netherworlds. "Since Zhao Huasheng started working, you and I have been by Watson. In order to find the truth, Watson has made so much money and made contributions to us mankind, you have also seen with your own eyes. Why don't you believe these facts before you? In order to make up for the mistakes made by your brother, Watson even made all the promises that he could bear in front of all mankind. Why do you betray him?"

"The so-called "my brother's fault is borne by him" is just a lie." Li Wei still had a smile on her face, "The fact is that Zhao Huasheng is a complete liar. Zhao Huasheng will not die and will not be ruined. My brother will not be in peace even if he dies."

The anger in Meng Zhuo's eyes became stronger and stronger. Meng Zhuo had a hundred ways to kill the woman in front of him in an instant, but Meng Zhuo could not do that. The head of state personally told him to find out the truth. Li Wei could not die until the truth was revealed.

"You despicable and shameless guy. I regret why I didn't discover your true face early and didn't kill you before you were with Zhao Huasheng." Meng Zhuo said, "Li Wei, remember that you not only committed mistakes against Zhao Huasheng, but also committed serious sins against our entire human civilization. You will be responsible for countless innocent people."

"Take this crazy woman down and keep her for a few days." Meng Zhuo ordered. So the staff came over, turned on the switch on the interrogation chair, and controlled Li Wei from left to right.

At this moment, Li Wei turned her head and looked at Meng Zhuo again: "Meng Zhuo... Please tell Zhao Huasheng what I said today."

A cold light flashed in Meng Zhuo's eyes. He resisted the urge to kill the woman in front of him immediately. He snorted coldly, not intending to pay attention to Li Wei. But at this moment, Meng Zhuo noticed the deep hidden emotions in Li Wei's eyes.

That was a plea. At this moment, Li Wei seemed to be saying: "Please, tell Watson these words."

Meng Zhuo didn't know why, but Meng Zhuo even thought it was just his own illusion.

"You must tell Zhao Huasheng to know." Li Wei smiled again and said, then left the interrogation room under the escort of two staff members.

Meng Zhuo's brows frowned deeply. After a moment, Meng Zhuo took out his cell phone and called the head of state's office.

"Do as Li Wei said and tell Watson about these things." The old man said.

So, three hours later, Meng Zhuo came to Zhao Huasheng's ward.
Chapter completed!