"Since everyone has no doubts, let's move on." Wen Laoxi took a sip of water, and only then did he feel that he had been talking for a long time, and even his throat was about to smoke.

After speaking, he moved the mouse slightly, and the screen turned into a different look.

There was a sudden uproar below, and the conference room, which was originally silent, was filled with all kinds of whispered discussions.

I saw that on the big computer screen, one after another thrilling pictures were being played. If I had to describe it in one word, it would be - miserable.

The picture is a little blurry, but that doesn't stop people's hearts from beating violently because of it.

I saw that in those pictures, on the hospital bed, on the stage, and in the square, corpses were piled up horizontally, and the death was tragic and deplorable. Some of the corpses were intact, blood was gushing from the corners of their mouths, their clothes were disheveled, and there were wounds from being cut with sharp weapons. And this is not bad, and there are others, not even a complete corpse, only some wreckage, some of which are a hand, some of which are a foot...... Others...... has already been bruised and dusted, leaving only two bloody eyeballs!

Seeing this, Qin Lan couldn't help but tighten her heartstrings and clenched her fists.

Looking at the other students, they also gritted their teeth and were full of grief.

Suddenly, the picture turned, and it changed from the previous terrifying appearance, and it was actually a little beautiful.

On the martial arts stage, the girl knelt on her knees, the corners of her mouth were bloodshot, and her face was pale - but her eyes were hollow and she had lost her former demeanor. It seems that this girl should have just left, and the body is not completely stiff.

This person is Tang Xinxin's sister - Tang Jiaxin.

A "snap" broke the deathly silence, and everyone looked at the place where the sound came from.

I saw that Tang Xinxin's face was getting paler and paler, her right hand was tightly tugging on the clothes on her chest, her eyebrows were wrinkled, her nose was furrowed, and she was panting in pain. Behind her, the chair had fallen to the ground.

Thinking that it should have been seeing this picture, Tang Xinxin lost her temper for a while, and accidentally knocked down the chair when she retreated, which made the sound just now.

In the huge conference room, there was no other sound except for Tang Xinxin's breathing without frequency.

Wen Laoxi picked up the cup again, brought it to his lips, and watched this scene quietly. The people in the audience looked confused and didn't know what was going on.

Only Zhuge Qing's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and he cast a caring and understanding look at Tang Xinxin.

Tang Xinxin didn't look at him, but just called out inarticulate with those trembling mouths: "Sister......"

Charlene, who finally calmed down, couldn't help but fall big tears when she saw her like this.