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Chapter 822 Help Who?

"Yes, we need conscientious media. What I need is the truth. I must stand firm."



Looking at this, Fang Zheng was so angry that he almost dropped his phone. What is all this? Are these people fools? But Fang Zheng soon realized a terrible thing. I am afraid that a huge change will happen to this matter.

Now! He must find a way to contain it, otherwise, something will happen!

Fang Zheng rode on Xianyu again and hurried back. At the same time, he held his mobile phone and kept searching for news about Gulin City. As a result of this search, Fang Zheng's face became extremely ugly! He saw dozens of related news densely packed on the web page.

!

In addition to a few Internet celebrities, there are also some tabloids and small websites that I have never heard of, which have published similar news.

One of the small websites directly posted: "The murderer is armed with a submachine gun and kills people in the street! He has a strong background and the police dare not touch him!"

After clicking on it, the content inside was even more nonsense. But what made Fang Zheng even more angry was that these people named Wang Dayou's name. However, Wang Dayou's background was mythologized, and he could hardly be said to belong to a big boss.

He is his own son. He also said that when Wang Dayou killed someone in the street, the police did not dare to arrest him. They only dared to stand around and watch the fun. It seemed like they were rounding up, but in fact they were protecting him!

There is also a big V named Tian Da Di Da Wo Guang Guang who shouted: "The arrogant young man kills people with a gun. After killing one and two, he goes shopping in peace! The police protect him and no one dares to touch him! Where is the justice of heaven?"

Similarly, below these news, there were countless angry replies, and countless people demanded that Wang Dayou be shot and who the backer behind Wang Dayou be investigated and punished!

The more Fangzheng read, the more strange he became. Why do some less popular news websites have so many replies? Are people starting to read small websites? Are their influence so great?

It's a pity that Fang Zheng is really not good at and doesn't understand these things, so he can only urge Xianyu to hurry up. He rushes over to ask Jing Yan to see what is going on? Why are so many people making up nonsense!

! Don’t they know that every word they say is related to the life and death of a person, or even the life and death of a family?

Soon, Fang Zheng rushed back to the outside of the specialty store, but this time Fang Zheng did not rush in. Instead, he patted the salted fish on the head and said, "The poor monk gave you a task, will you do it?"

"What mission? Can I take a breather first?" Xianyu took out his crutches again, looking like an old man, hunched over, pitiful, and panting.

Fang Zheng was too lazy to talk to this guy who always pretended to be old and pitiful and wanted to get benefits. Instead, he said: "Go and have a look in the crowd to see who is making up rumors and publicizing them. Things have been done well. When we get back,

, double the amount of food for dinner!”

"Really?!" Xianyu's eyes lit up and he asked immediately.

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Of course!"

"I want to take care of everything!" Xianyu rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to raise the price.

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at Xianyu. Xianyu suddenly had a bad feeling. Thinking of the experience of being tricked by Fang Zheng several times, he quickly said: "Forget it, I won't bargain for the matter of doing good deeds. Remember.

Come on, double it!"

After saying that, Xianyu put away his crutches, instantly resurrected with full health, and jumped into the crowd alive.

When Fang Zheng saw it, he cursed in his heart: "This guy is really pretending! This dead fish is really unreliable!" After telling Xianyu not to expose himself and pay attention to his stealth, Fang Zheng entered the specialty store again.

Seeing Fang Zheng coming back as if he were visiting a supermarket, several people in the store just felt like their brains were running out. They really couldn't understand what method the monk used to come and go freely.

Jing Yan had long been accustomed to Fang Zheng's magic, so she didn't have so many questions. Instead, she immediately went up to him and asked, "How is the salesperson?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "It's okay now. I believe I'll wake up soon. The poor monk has said everything that needs to be said, and the rest is up to Donor Qiu himself."

"So, there are still variables over there?" Wang Dayou was about to feel happy, but suddenly he felt depressed again.

Fang Zheng patted Wang Dayou on the shoulder and said: "Donor, no matter you did it on purpose or not, you did hurt Donor Qiu. Even if he doesn't forgive you, there's nothing to complain about. People always have to do something for them.

You have to bear the corresponding responsibility for what you have done. If a poor monk helps you, it can only help you not to be wronged and punished that you should not receive. Do you understand?"

Wang Dayou said with a bit of nervousness: "But if he doesn't forgive me, I will go to jail. I...I can't go to jail." At this point, he cried again.

Jing Yan looked at Wang Dayou and said unbearably: "Master, can't you help people to the end?"

Fang Zheng asked, "Then who will help Donor Qiu?"

Jing Yan was dumbfounded. She wanted to say, isn't Qiu Yu okay? But then she thought about it, Qiu Yu should have been fine in the first place, and it was because of Wang Dayou that he suffered a disaster. Therefore, Qiu Yu was the real one in the whole thing.

innocent people!

Thinking of this, Jing Yan also fell silent.

"Is there no other way? I...I can help Wang Dayou prove his innocence." At this time, Xia Jili suddenly spoke.

Fang Zheng nodded slightly to Xia Jili and said, "Of course your words are useful, but Qiu Yu's matter has nothing to do with you."

Xia Jili opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little low, Fang Zheng quickly changed the topic, called Jing Yan aside, and asked her to read Weibo and the news. Jing Yan didn't finish reading, but she scolded her on the spot: "These bastards, for

For money, for the sake of fame, are they so shameless? Without investigation, they just make up random things based on their imagination? Have their consciences been eaten by dogs? No, dogs are not so shameless!"

Fang Zheng said: "These people are okay. I just can't figure it out. Why do so many people believe such fake news? And there are so many people supporting them?"

Jing Yan sneered and said: "Support? Do you think too highly of them? They are just a bunch of clowns who have no place on the stage! Look, who are the people who broke these fake news? None of them are really famous people.

V, they are all half-baked. They are taking advantage of the opportunity to ride on the popularity and cash in. As for those who support them, they may not be alive."

"Dead people also use Weibo? Is Weibo so popular?" Fang Zheng was stunned.

"Pfft, what are you thinking about?" Jing Yan was amused by Fang Zheng's question. Of course Fang Zheng knew that Jing Yan was not talking about ghosts, he said that on purpose. Jing Yan was about to explode just now, and it's easy when people are angry.

He did some irrational things. But now, he needed a rational Jing Yan, so he deliberately stirred up the atmosphere.


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