Chapter 124 Finale 2
Before anyone could react, the big screen in the martial arts gym automatically played a video of the woman wailing.
Lin Zhi and Fu Chen appeared on the screen, holding Fu Linyu's black and white portrait.
His face was deathly still, his eyes were red and swollen, and his voice was trembling, looking like a pitiful parent who had lost their beloved son.
"I'm reporting under my real name that Fu Chengyun, the president of Fu Corporation, and his lover, Ning Che, the director of Fu Corporation, killed their younger brother, Fu Linyu."
Lin Zhi on the screen was still wearing the same dirty, torn pajamas. She was sobbing and could barely utter a complete sentence.
"My son!"
Suddenly, something happened. Before I could figure out what was going on, Fu Chen was already standing on the terrace on the second floor of the martial arts hall, waving flyers down.
The colored pages accused Fu Ning of all his heinous crimes.
Fu Chen stood on the second floor, beating his chest and stamping his feet. His hands clapped loudly, and his face was covered with snot and tears.
The acting is more realistic than Linzhi.
"These two bastards not only killed my brother, but also abandoned their mother's ashes for money!"
"Everyone, please make the decision for us!"
"Please ask the police to give us justice!"
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The big news of the wealthy family is earth-shattering.
A tide of tiny sounds spread from the crowd, gradually growing louder.
Some people blame, some people just watch.
Mothers hid away with their children, while young people pulled out their phones to livestream and earn traffic. Old men and women stretched their necks and shouted, "Are you still giving away eggs?"
Crying, yelling, sirens, gossip and accusations from righteous people.
It was like a huge net covering the martial arts hall.
Lizi and Assistant Lin protected the children. Fu Ning and the other child looked at each other, calm and composed, without a trace of panic.
“Heh~”
A shrew scolding the street! Exposing her in public!
Sorry, I'm the best~
Ning Che picked up the microphone and walked down the stairs, looking up at the second-floor terrace and meeting Fu Chen's gaze from afar.
He turned up the volume of the microphone to the maximum, trying to make sure everyone could hear his sarcastic remarks.
He pretended to be innocent on the surface, with crystal tears in his eyes and sobbing voice, looking like a filial son who moved heaven and earth.
"What do you say you are doing?"
"Cheng Yun and I tried our best to save your dignity, but who knew that you would become so shameless for a little money when you were so old."
He stood among the crowd with his arms folded.
His aura was so strong that the crowd automatically moved back, leaving him a small open space.
"You fart!"
Fu Chen went crazy. He leaned over, picked up a mahogany box and smashed it hard at Ning Che.
"I told you to say it!"
"Smash you to death, you little bitch!"
The fine rosewood box was quite heavy, and when it fell from the second floor, it carried a tremendous force.
If this thing hits me, even if I'm lucky enough not to die on the spot, I'm afraid I won't survive the night.
Everyone exclaimed and tried to pull him away.
Ning Che didn't even try to hide, but stared at the mahogany box with his face raised, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a dull smile.
"Still laughing! Run!"
The wooden box fell into the air, and the crowd gasped. The children were even scared to tears.
Suddenly, there was a "bang!"
The rosewood box was shattered into pieces.
Fu Chengyun stood beside Ning Che, holding a gun in one hand and holding an umbrella for him in the other.
He did not put away the gun, but pointed the muzzle at Fu Chen's mouth.
"I'm tired of hearing you call me a bitch all the time!"
Fine sand splashed on the ground.
The crazy man upstairs opened his eyes wide and stammered in disbelief.
"No, no, I dug it myself!"
Fu Chengyun hugged Ning Che in his arms and asked loudly: "You dug the wrong grave, didn't you? Is it my mother's?"
"Absolutely."
He answered subconsciously, but suddenly covered his mouth.
Fu Chen fell to the ground, his face full of horror.
He openly admitted to stealing other people's ashes, which is an admission of guilt. No matter how serious the crime is, he will definitely be taken away today.
Fu Chen gritted his teeth in hatred. He had fallen into the trap of those two damn bastards!
Fu Chengyun snapped his fingers, and Assistant Lin handed a stack of documents to Director Zhao.
Ning Che continued to guide him, his voice full of twists and turns, revealing a sense of grievance and magnanimity.
So compassionate as if a bodhisattva has been reborn.
"Dad, Cheng Yun and Lin Yu are both your children. How could you kill Cheng Yun together with Lin Yu?"
"Cheng Yun is just not dead, and you threatened to take away Mom's ashes."
"You, you have such a cruel heart!"
The elegant and beautiful lady murmured in sorrow, her face pale, tears welling up in her eyes, but she tried her best to hold them back.
This tenacious look is really heartbreaking.
The wind changed direction faster than the sky. The noise of people eating melons died down, and a young mother in the crowd handed him a tissue.
A few words of comfort: "There's nothing you can do about this father, so cry if you want to."
"What kind of father is this! He killed his son and dug up his wife's grave. How wicked!"
"Hurry up and have the police take him away and shoot him!"
Seeing the crowd getting increasingly agitated, Zhao Si was afraid the situation would escalate. After receiving the prisoner's confession, he was afraid of causing more trouble. He called his men upstairs and stepped forward to take charge of the situation.
"Alright, everyone, disperse. The criminal had been on the run for a long time, but we finally caught him today. We're taking him back for questioning. Let's do what we need to do now."
Seeing that Lin Zhi had been controlled, Fu Chen turned around and was about to run. Before he could even lift his feet, a pair of cold handcuffs locked his wrists.
It was already struggling to survive, but now it was completely dead.
Fu Chengyun watched the police car drive away, and the raging fire in his eyes gradually died down.
The dust has settled and the evildoers have been brought to justice.
Mom is gone, and now Dad is almost gone too. His family is broken up, and that's him.
Fu Chengyun stood there in a daze. The long-lasting pain and the hatred that had lasted for more than twenty years disappeared without a trace.
His heart suddenly felt empty, his fingers curled up and unclenched, and he looked at the bustling crowd feeling a little at a loss.
Seeing him lost in thought, Ning Che felt distressed. He deliberately took two steps back and huddled in his arms.
The tip of Fu Chengyun's nose was itchy from being brushed by the ponytail, and he sneezed violently.
A tissue was pressed against his mouth and nose. Ning Che had prepared it for today's filial piety scene, but he hadn't managed to cry. He hadn't expected it to come in handy now.
Ning Che raised the corner of his eye and said angrily, "Go catch your cold somewhere else and don't infect me."
The righteous and ambitious martial arts school director suddenly turned into a spoiled brat in front of him.
Fu Chengyun took the hand holding the handkerchief and put it in his pocket.
His palm felt soft, and the little fox secretly took out its claws from his pocket and scratched his palm!
The empty space in my heart was filled with the little spoiled kid.
Fu Chen’s home was never his home!
His home was always in his arms, never leaving him for a single moment.
The clouds have dissipated, and the beauty is in my arms.
Fu Chengyun lowered his head and quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Ning Che tightly. With his chin resting on his shoulder, he said in a deep voice: "Baby, the future is going to be good!"
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