resurrection
With his outstanding abilities, Heifeng became a small star among animal actors and was borrowed by a large-scale production crew to film a movie.
"The crew said they wanted to film a real explosion scene and assured me countless times that it was absolutely safe, the distance was calculated clearly, and the explosives were specially made with minimal impact."
"I believed it, and I was watching from the side, but the explosion was more than ten times louder than promised!"
In the live broadcast room, netizens' hearts were all in a knot.
"When I rushed over, Heifeng was covered in blood. The vet said his internal organs were shattered..."
Chen Feng couldn't say any more and covered his face with his hands, crying bitterly.
"It just happened, less than 24 hours ago, and the crew is now completely denying all responsibility, saying it was an accident, and trying to silence me with money. I don't want money! I don't want anything! I just want my Black Wind back!"
"I saw the auction twenty years ago. You said the Soul-Restoring Pill would work as long as it lasted no longer than twenty-four hours. Please, save it! It's not just a dog, it's my family!"
Netizens were outraged:
"Beasts! This crew is a bunch of beasts!"
"Can we kill a dog for the sake of so-called realism?!"
"This is murder! Support Brother Chen! Sue them to death!"
"How can a trainer compete with capital? The crew must have destroyed all the evidence."
"Heifeng is so pitiful!"
Zhong Ling's consciousness spread out, and she saw a luxurious conference room where several men were discussing how to deal with this matter:
"This matter must be suppressed! He's just a beast. Give him half a million and make him shut up!"
"Yes, we'll send out a PR release right away, saying it was an accident during normal filming and we've already made humanitarian compensation."
"That guy surnamed Chen seems to have recorded the video. Send someone to dispose of his phone so no evidence is left behind."
"It's just a dog, and you want to make trouble?"
Zhong Ling withdrew her consciousness. She looked at the tearful Chen Feng on the screen and said, "As you wish."
Zhong Ling stretched out her finger and pointed at the screen. The next second, Chen Feng felt something in his hand. He lowered his head and opened his palm to see that it was a pill.
"Go, Black Wind is waiting for you."
Chen Feng didn't dare to delay any longer and ran to the living room with the pill. Heifeng was put in a box.
The audience in the live broadcast room burst into cheers:
"Ahhhh! The Bell God has taken action!"
"Great! Heifeng is saved!"
"I knew it! The Zhong God won't just ignore it!"
However, the story does not end there.
In that conference room, the producer was busy planning how to suppress public opinion when the big screen showing the public relations plan suddenly flashed and the picture changed.
Under the high-definition camera, everyone could clearly see that while burying the explosives, the blaster asked the director next to him: "Director, is this too much? The dog is still at a safe distance..."
The director waved his hand impatiently: "That's exactly the effect we want! Explode! What are you afraid of? It's just a dog. If it dies, we'll just pay it back with another one!"
Immediately afterwards, there was the explosion, and then Heifeng was blown away by the air wave and died convulsing in a pool of blood.
The conference room fell into dead silence.
The producer, director, and investors all looked pale and sweaty.
"Who! Who did it!" The director screamed in horror and rushed to the projector, but couldn't turn it off.
What they didn't know was that this video was not only played in the conference room, but was also pushed to all mainstream media in Daxia.
Now the whole network knows about it.
On this side, Chen Feng came back with Heifeng in his arms after a while. He fed the pill into Heifeng's mouth. Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of people, a miracle happened.
A soft glow appeared on Heifeng's cold and stiff body, and then the wounds healed and the dried blood disappeared.
After a few seconds, Heifeng's eyelids moved, and then he suddenly opened his eyes.
It looked around blankly, and finally locked its gaze on Chen Feng. It whimpered with joy, stuck out its tongue, and licked its master's face vigorously.
"Black Wind!"
Chen Feng hugged his resurrected companion and burst into tears.
In the live broadcast room, countless people shed tears of emotion.
On the Internet, the director and producer of the crew were also scolded by netizens and became a hot topic. The investors of the film were also exposed by netizens, and the company's stock plummeted.
"Tonight, the last time we're connected."
Zhong Ling's voice drew everyone's attention back.
A middle-aged couple appeared on the other side of the screen. The man wore glasses and had an honest face, while the woman had red and swollen eyes. Their hands were tightly clasped together, and they looked extremely uneasy.
"Master Zhong, hello Master Zhong!" The man saw Zhong Ling and hurriedly greeted her, then pulled his wife to bow to the screen.
"Tell me what you wish for."
The man replied: "Our wish is... to go home."
This wish stunned everyone.
Go home? What kind of wish is that?
The barrage is full of question marks and speculations.
"We have a home, but we don't dare go back." The woman began, her voice hoarse. "Our downstairs neighbor is an old man. He...he comes to our door every day with a kitchen knife and chops at it."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the live broadcast room.
The man took over the conversation, his face full of worry: "He said that our family made noise in the middle of the night and kept him awake. But my husband and I are busy with work. Last week, the company had a team building, so we didn't stay at home at all!
After we installed surveillance cameras, we discovered that he would come to our door at 3:00 PM every day, chopping and swearing as he did so, saying he would chop our entire family into pieces.”
The man played the surveillance video stored in his mobile phone.
In the picture, a white-haired old man is holding a kitchen knife in his hand, chopping a security door again and again. The metal door is covered with various scratches and dents.
The sound of the door being slashed and the old man's vicious curses made many viewers in front of the screen shudder.
"We called the police. When they came, they gave him a few words of advice, but he remained silent. Once they left, he became even more aggressive."
"We contacted the property management, but they said it was a neighborhood dispute and they couldn't intervene, so they could only mediate."
"We wanted to find his children, and the property management gave us the phone numbers for his son and daughter. They either didn't answer the phone, or if they did, they said they couldn't help and told us to figure it out ourselves, and then hung up."
The woman felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke: "What can we do? He is over seventy years old. Do we dare to touch him?
He now stays in the corridor when he has nothing to do. He doesn't dare to go back home and can only stay in a hotel outside.
What's the big deal? This is our own home, and we can't even go back!"
The couple faced the most real and unsolvable dilemma in life.
The feeling of being harassed by a scoundrel, having no way to complain, and being helpless against both law and morality instantly ignited the anger of netizens.
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