Now Song Ziming only felt that his brain was blank, and there was a voice in his heart that kept reminding him.

Run! Run as far as you can and never go against this man!

Song Ziming wanted to follow the voice in his heart, escape the scene, and never see Li Zhuzi.

But the reality is that he simply can't follow his heart.

He was carrying too many things, and if he escaped, the consequences would be much more serious than he had imagined.

Since there was no way to escape, Song Ziming could only stand up and yell at Li Zhuzi: "Do you fucking think this world can really defeat me?" You murderer, I must get justice for my father! ”

Song Ziming's words were like a rallying cry, and after he said this, the people around him howled one after another.

The situation on the ground is already on the verge of breaking out, and with just a little spark, then the conflict is completely inevitable.

But Li Zhuzi, who was in the center of the whirlpool, didn't seem to realize that the situation was about to get out of control, and still maintained that tough attitude.

"I don't think you want justice at all now, you just want your father to die a tragic death! How did Song Zhe die, don't you know anything in your heart? ”

Of course, Song Ziming vaguely knew some of the real reasons for Song Zhe's death, but even if he knew, what could he do.

He couldn't take revenge, because that would only put him in danger.

Song Ziming has understood his identity since he was a child, he is just a pawn for people to drive, and he will never be able to jump out of the chessboard to play against others.

So Li Zhuzi's current words completely stimulated Song Ziming, he couldn't care much anymore, and directly stood up and yelled at the people he brought over: "Everyone! Kill this bastard. ”

The atmosphere had already been rendered to the peak, so Song Ziming's words immediately became a breaking point, and all the people rushed forward in a swarm.

But Li Zhuzi, who originally had a tough attitude, didn't have the idea of going toe-to-toe with them at all, and directly turned around and avoided their edge.

Of course, those people can't catch up with Li Zhuzi, so the office equipment in the company has become the object of their anger.

Now everything that can be seen has been smashed by them.

At this time, it was as if the hall of Zixiong Trade had suffered an unprecedented disaster, and the whole hall was in ruins.

If Li Zhuzi hadn't evacuated the hall quickly with those security guards, the conflict between the two sides would definitely intensify, and there would even be casualties.

Song Ziming didn't expect that Li Zhuzi, who had always been tough before, actually took the initiative to evacuate, and a puzzled expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Li Zhuzi's abnormal attitude must be something tricky.

Thinking that something was wrong, Song Ziming quickly turned his head and looked around.

It didn't matter, when he saw the reporters who were shooting inside with all these long guns and cannons outside, his heart suddenly chuckled, and he knew that the situation was getting worse now.

Originally, in accordance with the above requirements, they specially brought their own cameras to record only the scenes that were beneficial to them.

In this way, they can spread the video to the Internet, and they can control public opinion in their favor.

But those reporters filmed everything completely, and if the truth of the matter spreads out, there will definitely be no way to keep his reputation as a dutiful son.

It doesn't matter if there is no way to save his reputation, but once the entire plan fails because of his own reasons, Song Ziming will face a very serious punishment.

So Song Ziming hurriedly ordered the people he brought over to retreat.

With so many reporters present today, it was impossible for Song Ziming to continue, and he turned around and wanted to leave with his own people.

But where will Li Zhuzi let him get his wish, after all, today is the home field arranged by Li Zhuzi.

"You're going to leave like this, huh? Don't you feel a little embarrassed? ”

Of course, Song Ziming didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, he just wanted to flee the scene now.

But he couldn't show it too obviously, so he could only stand his footsteps, and then look back at Li Zhuzi.

"Humph! Do you think I'm scared of you? Tell you, if this matter is not investigated, I will definitely not give up! It's just that I still have some things to deal with today, so I'll let you go for now! ”

Li Zhuzi looked at Song Ziming's speech, and couldn't help but show a bright smile on his face.

However, he didn't say anything to him, Li Zhuzi just turned his gaze to Yi Zhenxiong who was standing outside.

Yi Zhenxiong saw Li Zhuzi's gaze looking towards him, and hurriedly made an Ok gesture to him.

This time, Yi Zhenxiong can be said to have mobilized all his contacts and found all those useful and useless reporters, which is why such a spectacular scene was formed.

Even compared to the people arranged by Song Ziming, the number of reporters is even a little more.

And this is what Li Zhuzi wants, and after making sure that Yi Zhenxiong has arranged all those reporters, he stood up and spoke.

"Haven't you always wanted to get to the bottom of this? Then today I will fulfill you, in front of so many reporters, I will tell you what the truth is! ”

While speaking, Li Zhuzi directly asked people to move out a large-screen TV, and made a complete playback of the videos he got before on the TV.

The video is not very long, and if you count some useless images, it is only less than two minutes in total.

It's such a short video, but the content conveyed in it makes everyone dumbfounded.

Even now that the video has been played, none of the people present spoke, and everyone involuntarily held their breath, as if as long as they breathed a little louder, something bad would happen.

When the needle drop was heard at the scene, Li Zhuzi stood up and said to everyone: "This is the truth of Song Zhe's death, this matter has nothing to do with me at all, Song Ziming, do you have anything else to say now?" ”

After Li Zhuzi's words were finished, Song Ziming sobered up from the state of that headband.

He didn't expect that such a thing would spread, but even if the matter had come to this point, he had no other way than to insist that Li Zhuzi was the murderer.

"Those people must have been sent by you, and you hired them to kill my father!"

Song Ziming still roared unrelentingly, as if this was the only way to make Li Zhuzi pay the price he deserved.