Zhao Huasheng and Meng Zhuo finally collided head-on with the group of people who came over. Zhao Huasheng clearly saw a strong young man being knocked away by Meng Zhuo's punch, saw a howling middle-aged woman being pushed more than ten meters away by Meng Zhuo, and saw another young man holding a steel pipe being thrown behind by Meng Zhuo......

Monjo was like an invincible general on the battlefield of ancient times. Although there were many oncoming people, none of them were Meng Zhuo's opponents. The hundreds of people rushed over and almost blocked the narrow alley, but Meng Zhuo forced a passage open.

Meng Zhuo always fought with one hand, and the other hand kept dragging Zhao Huasheng's arm. There were too many people, the situation was too chaotic, and even with Meng Zhuo's care, Zhao Huasheng still tripped over the limbs or something of someone who appeared out of nowhere. So it became Meng Zhuo dragging Zhao Huasheng forward.

Monjo is like an iron tower, like a reef in the middle of a great wave. No matter how violent the flood was, it could not affect Mondrone.

But Meng Zhuo is not a god after all, and Meng Zhuo cannot guarantee that Zhao Huasheng will not be harmed in any way. So Zhao Huasheng saw countless hideous and angry faces, Zhao Huasheng saw a very beautiful young woman throwing her high heels on Zhao Huasheng's body, the heel was a little sharp, Zhao Huasheng was a little painful, Zhao Huasheng also saw that the young woman seemed to be screaming something - yes, it was to see, not hear. Because the situation is so chaotic at the moment. Through the shape of his mouth, Zhao Huasheng could probably distinguish the content of the woman's scream: "You demon! Do you want to kill us all? Why don't you go to hell yet?! ”

An old man in his seventies viciously knocked his cane on Zhao Huasheng's head, making Zhao Huasheng feel a little dizzy in his head; A young man punched Zhao Huasheng in the stomach, making Zhao Huasheng feel a hot pain in his abdomen; There was also a little girl who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, she rushed up regardless of the danger, leaving a few scratches on Zhao Huasheng's face with her nails, and at the same time, she shouted in a young but distorted voice: "You return my father!" Give back my dad! ”

Monzo's body was always steady, not shaking a little under the impact of the crowd. Ninety percent of the crowd's fights and attacks fell on Mondrone, but Mondror never stopped moving forward.

It was chaotic, very chaotic, with screams, roars, and screams. But in the midst of this noise, Zhao Huasheng clearly heard the voice of the plasma life form in his head, which was a wild laugh mixed with sarcasm and contempt: "Hahahahaha! Zhao Huasheng! Take a good look, this is the human civilization you have always wanted to save! This is your human civilization! Your struggle, your dedication, in exchange for all fists and swearing! Hahahahaha! What's the point of everything you're giving? What's the point of your life? Why haven't you killed yourself yet? Hurry up and die, you're dead, you're liberated, and I don't have to go to any lengths to spy on you. ”

Plasma lifeforms do have a lot to learn about human culture. It knew that the kind of pain that Zhao Huasheng was suffering at this moment was unbearable for ordinary people. It's not physical pain, it's mental pain. It didn't mind sprinkling a handful of salt on top of Zhao Huasheng's wound at this time, it really wanted to see Zhao Huasheng die.

No one knows what Zhao Huasheng's heart felt. The only thing that can be seen is Zhao Huasheng's eyes. In the midst of the fists and curses in the sky, Zhao Huasheng's eyes still remained cold and calm, without any change. There is no anger, no sadness, no sadness, nothing but calm.

In the wild laughter of the plasma lifeform, in the deafening shouts of "kill Zhao Huasheng", and in the midst of countless fists, Meng Zhuo finally dragged Zhao Huasheng away from the crowd. There were already policemen in front of them, and those policemen rushed over quickly, while Meng Zhuo dragged Zhao Huasheng to a police car. The police car sounded a shrill siren and rushed to the hospital with Zhao Huasheng.

Zhao Huasheng was fiddled with by many people like a puppet, a lot of liquid was rubbed on his body, bandages, cotton wool, injections and other things took turns to fight, and it took several hours to finish. After everything was settled, a doctor took a small flashlight to shine on Zhao Huasheng's eyes, checked the pupil reaction, and then said to the person next to him: "This is probably the stress protection mechanism after encountering an emergency." He has nothing to do anymore and can recover after a period of rest. ”

So everyone withdrew, and the room fell into silence again. Zhao Huasheng kept his eyes open and looked at the ceiling, as if he was thinking about something.

At the same time, in a dilapidated building somewhere in the city of life. Several uniformed staff escorted Ms. Li, with her hair scattered and her hands handcuffed, to a room.

This room is not very large, and there are no windows on the surrounding walls, so there is no way for outside light to penetrate. Only a dim light bulb above the roof emitted a faint glow. The middle of the room was separated by an iron fence, and there was a chair made of steel on one side of the iron fence, and the staff pressed Li Wei to the steel chair, and then locked Li Wei to it cleanly. On the other side of the iron fence was an interrogation table, behind which Meng Zhuo stood with a grim face.

"Tell me why you did it." Meng Zhuo said coldly.

The cold interrogators, the dark and oppressive rooms, and the vague smell of blood in the air were enough to make an ordinary person instantly break down. Li Wei also belongs to the category of ordinary people, but Li Wei not only did not have a nervous breakdown, but a smile appeared on her face.

Li Wei looked at Meng Zhuo on the other side of the iron fence with a smile, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, what did I do?" ”

"We've tracked down your posting history." Meng Zhuo snorted coldly: "On the Internet, the rumors about Zhao Huasheng were the first to be released by you. In addition to the rumors, we also found through surveillance that it was you who deliberately leaked a large amount of confidential information about Zhao Huasheng to the "God of Salvation" cult, resulting in the God of Salvation cult having the capital and basis to distort the facts and process the truth. In other words, all the rumors about Zhao Huasheng at this moment, and Zhao Huasheng's predicament at the moment, are all caused by you. ”

"Tell me why?" Meng Zhuo said coldly, "You should know what it means to do this. ”

"So you know it all." Li Wei smiled and said, "The reason why I did this is very simple, because Zhao Huasheng is a brute, a liar, and it was Zhao Huasheng who killed my brother." ”

Mondro's fist tightened violently, and then slammed into the wall next to him. The hard wall was smashed off by Mondrone's punch, but Mondrone's fist was undamaged. In his always cold and calm eyes, anger began to burn.

"Woman, you're challenging my patience." Meng Zhuo said coldly, his voice was like ice under the Nine Shadows, "Since Zhao Huasheng started working, you and I have been by Watson's side, in order to find the truth of the facts, how much Watson has paid, how much has he contributed to our human race, you have also seen it with your own eyes, why don't you believe these facts in front of you?" In order to make up for your brother's mistakes, Watson even made a promise in front of all mankind that he would bear all the responsibility, why did you betray him? ”

The so-called "my brother's mistakes will be borne by him" is nothing more than a lie to cover up people's ears. Li Wei still had a smile on her face, "The truth is that Zhao Huasheng is a complete liar, Zhao Huasheng will not die, he will not be ruined, and my brother will not be blind when he dies." ”

The anger in Mengzhuo's eyes grew stronger. Monjo had a hundred ways to kill the woman in front of him in an instant, but Monjo couldn't do that. The Führer personally confessed to him to find out the truth, and Li Wei could not die until the truth was revealed.

"You despicable and shameless fellow. I'm regretting why I didn't find out your true colors sooner and didn't kill you before you were with Zhao Huasheng. Meng Zhuo said, "Li Wei, you remember, not only did you commit a mistake against Zhao Huasheng, but you also committed a deep sin against our entire human civilization. You will be responsible for the countless innocent deaths that have taken place. ”

"Take this crazy woman down and lock her up for a few days." Monjo commanded. So the staff members 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, and he resisted the urge to kill the woman in front of him immediately, so he only snorted coldly, not intending to ignore Li Wei. But at this time, Meng Zhuo noticed the deeply hidden emotion in Li Wei's eyes.

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

Monjo didn't know why, and even thought it was just his own delusion.

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

Monzo's brow furrowed deeply, and after a moment, Monjo took out his phone and dialed the Führer's office.

"Do what Li Wei says, and tell Watson about these things." The old man said.

So, three hours later, Meng Zhuo came to Zhao Huasheng's hospital room.

"I have something to tell you." Monjo said.