826 Devoured
After the Tang family's small scene, the Xiong family came.
They received the same questions about Ming Zhi Yi. There were also some rude reporters who asked about Xiong Zhi's feelings regarding the traumatizing night.
Xiong Zhi was not provoked. She just maintained her indifferent face. But Linfeng and Old Xiong were seething in anger behind their calm faces when they heard questions that went over the line.
"What Ming Zhi Yi had done to you in that mansion?"
"Is it true that your body is tainted by Ming Zhi Yi?"
"Why are you keeping a memento of that incident?"
"Are you a masochist?"
Old Xiong gritted his teeth angrily and said in a low voice to Linfeng, "Those rude people..."
"I have remembered their faces." Linfeng finished Old Xiong's words. His eyes were dark.
"Found out where they heard those things. I don't want to hear them again."
Linfeng nodded. "I understand."
He would find the source and cut them off from the roots. Those questions were clearly a provocation to the heiress of Xiong. Perhaps it was those vengeful families who were pushed back by IHZHI. Nevertheless, Linfeng would not allow them to make any ripples.
It was not good to respond to any of those questions so the two men could only ignore them. Linfeng could only block those people from approaching Xiong Zhi.
When they were inside, it become much less crowded. As the person involved in this case, the Xiong family had been granted a seat on the front line together with other legendary families.
The Guan brothers came as well.
Then some people from the authorities arrived and filled most of the chairs in front to the third row.
The last to enter was Lu Yin Ze.
His face was dark. It seemed like the experience he had outside was unpleasant. After all, as one of the main victims and the criminal's relative, he had received more insults and crude questions from those rude reporters. Lu Yin Ze sat in the middle of the Tang family and the Guan brothers.
Guan Gu Ri noticed his grim expression. He patted his shoulder.
"Don't mind them. Those people are just trying to provoke you."
Tang Xinyang who had good ears also chipped in. "I almost punched one of them. If Jang Shin did not stop me, I will become the second limelight of the newspapers tomorrow."
Tang Yin glanced at Lu Yin Ze's face who was starting to regain composure. She remained silent.
Later on, she wondered if Lu Yin Ze could still remain calm.
She glanced at the empty elevated seat not far from them.
The main character today had not yet arrived. Once he did, there's no doubt that this whole place would turn upside down.
....
A vehicle followed by many police cars stopped in front of the entrance.
The reporters immediately recognized what was that vehicle for.
Wasn't it the vehicle that transports criminals?
"M-Ming Zhi Yi...."
"Ming Zhi Yi has arrived!" This shout made all the paparazzi and citizens nearby who were waiting at the side suddenly turned their heads.
They were like injected with chicken blood and were more lively than earlier. They jumped and tried to squeeze themselves in front just to get one glimpse at the criminal who shook today's society.
The door hadn't opened yet. But it was already surrounded that opening the car's door would be difficult.
Dozens of officers immediately stand in line and pushed back the reporters and citizens alike.
"Please step back!"
The police officers succeeded in creating space for the people in the car to get off.
A man brought down a wheelchair and carried a man wearing a prisoner uniform. He sat down the man on it. The officer's actions were not gentle at all. When the reporters saw the scene they were stunned.
That man in the wheelchair was Ming Zhi Yi?
He was paralyzed?
Since there was no news regarding Ming Zhi Yi in the past two months, no one knew what happened to him. Although they were shocked by Ming Zhi Yi's current state, their hands did not stop taking pictures.
They immediately recorded this scene.
Flashes of cameras filled the entire surroundings.
The man was paralyzed and was being treated roughly by the police, but no one pitied his sorry state. This was the criminal that most wanted to be executed by the public. He murdered people with cold blood and harm innocent citizens without remorse.
Who would pity him?
All they wanted now was to provoke this man and get a response from him. It would be good if the man yelled, laughed, cried, or begged. No matter what his response was, it was to serve the people's ire to blast even more. The story of the villain being rightfully punished was a great narrative that never dies.
The reporters who had been waiting just to film this moment did not hold back in raining the man on the wheelchair with questions.
"What is your purpose behind the massacre in Victory Banquet?"
"Did you torture the heirs personally?"
"Is the rumored death of Master Lu being killed in Qian Mansion true? Did you really stab him more than ten times?"
"Ming Zhi Yi, please look here! What do you feel now that you are paralyzed?"
Ming Zhi Yi halted. His hand fisted but he remained still. The officer behind him pushed him forward.
"What do you feel now that people decided concerning your life and death?"
"It is said from the rumors that it's your son who betrayed you. Is that true?" Ming Zhi Yi's lowered head suddenly looked up at the person who asked the latter question. His chilling eyes looked at the reporter's face.
The coldness and maliciousness in those eyes made the reporter shudder. He immediately stepped back.
It was a good thing that the man was in the wheelchair and was being pushed behind. That chilling gaze disconnected. But it left the reporter scared.
Those eyes were the eyes of a mass murderer. Someone then shouted loudly among the ruckus.
"Murderer! You killed my daughter! She is only a receptionist!" A father whose daughter died because she was caught in the middle of the battle cried in anger.
This old man lived in a suburb town while his daughter was staying in the capital. Since his daughter was a receptionist of one of the big companies in the country, she and her parents ought to live a good life.
But that life had been destroyed by the tragic incident in the Victory Banquet. Although he was compensated, the life of her daughter would not return. All because of this crazy murderer.
The old man specially came here to have a glimpse of the murderer's face and watch how the law punished the man.
Seeing the man in the wheelchair did not put the old man's heart to rest, but aggravated him more. It was better if this man was tortured first before he was killed!
The old man's angry shout was like a signal for the victim's family who came here for the same reason as him to express their vengeful hearts.
They shouted angrily.
"You demon! You killed my friend! He is just a hard-working reporter in the banquet!"
"My brother is just a butler who is wet behind the ears, yet you people killed him!"
"He is just a bell boy...."
"My mom works hard for us...She is only a cleaner...."
"My sister is an innocent employee...Why..."
"Demon!"
"Murderer! You deserved to be executed!"
"Die! Die!"
"Die! Die!"
His eyes stared at the door. He bit his lips tightly so he won't cough up the blood that 09:01
just reached his throat.
A united cheer expanded in the crowd. All of them were wishing the man in the wheelchair to be executed.
Ming Zhi Yi just glanced at them coldly. The death of those people did not matter to him. Only the death of certain people could move his heart.
The people who were escorting Ming Zhi Yi heard the people's plea, and their faces changed.
The anger and hatred they kept in their hearts made them look at Ming Zhi Yi with malicious eyes. They were also people who lost their colleagues and friends because of Ming Zhi Yi.
The officer who was pushing Ming Zhi Yi became rougher. He intentionally bumped the man's wheelchair carelessly which resulted in Ming Zhi Yi's wound to reopen.
Ming Zhi Yi's face darkened. He could not even retaliate against these lowly people.
"We are here." The officers at the front glanced back at Ming Zhi Yi. Behind the officers were two big doors.
The officer at the back sighed in relief. "Finally, this bastard will be punished." He then looked at Ming Zhi Yi disgustedly. "I hope you reflect all your wrongdoing while rotting in hell. You murderer."
Ming Zhi Yi's fist tightened. His eyes stared at the door. He bit his lips tightly so he won't cough up the blood that just reached his throat.
He once again felt powerless and helpless. He wished the world to rot and to everyone here dies.
But he had no power to make that wish come true.
He could not admit it. He would not accept it.
Nothing was owned by him now. He had no power, connections, or wealth to save him.
Even time would not wait for him.
He was like a pig to be slaughtered.
Helpless. Powerless. Devoured.
Ming Zhi Yi could not do anything until the big doors finally opened.
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