"I have never spoken to you before. In fact, I don't know any of you here. Maybe I have met some of you a few times, but I have no impression. But I don't know you, and it doesn't prevent you from knowing me." Yang Song said slowly.
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Under the control of hunter Yang Song, Yang Song was extremely calm. If he had given a speech in front of so many people in the past, he would have been unable to speak clearly.
This feeling of manipulating another consciousness to control the body is like playing a game. Yang Song's consciousness seems to be floating above his head, quietly watching the people in front of him, and they are also watching with various eyes.
Looking at himself, Yang Song has long been used to these eyes, but because the person they are looking at is not him, but the hunter Yang Song, they can keep him in a 'safe' state.
It is precisely because of these safety that Yang Song can say what he wants to say clearly and carefully.
"When I first came to Longteng Base, I thought that maybe I would have to stay here for the rest of my life, but I have no regrets. Longteng Base is very friendly and has done the best for me.
To the extent that no one really forces me to do something against my will, even if it is something I don’t want to do, Director Liu, Team Leader Zhang and everyone here, they try their best to discuss it with me and tell the truth,
At Longteng Base, I experienced what respect is, and I would like to sincerely thank you here." Yang Song bowed forward.
"But even though I gradually got used to it and became addicted to it, I ignored the disasters I brought to people. Even though I was unwilling to do so, I still couldn't stop it from happening, no matter in the real world.
My body is connected to everyone, and the loss caused to people by my death in the dream world is a very deep sin."
"I have been working hard. Every time I die in the dream world, I will reflect, is this really the only way? Are there any other possibilities that will not lead to death? The answer is definitely yes, but my ability is not enough.
I am not a professional soldier, nor a master of martial arts, nor a master of survival. In the dream world, there are all kinds of strange monsters, and a slight mistake will kill your life..." Yang Song paused, and then said: "Maybe you think
My words are shirking responsibility..."
"Isn't it? Huh! What are you talking about with all this nonsense? Even if you talk about breaking the sky, you can't hide that you are a murderer who has killed countless people!" Zhang Zhanpeng in the audience suddenly answered.
Liu Xiao frowned and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yang Song. He looked at Zhang Zhanpeng intently and said, "Do you think I am willing?"
"Manslaughter is also murder! You are a murderer who cannot be held accountable for killing! You use all mankind as a shield!" Zhang Zhanpeng said with a red face.
"Am I willing to do what you said?" Yang Song asked again.
"Haha, you look innocent! Who knows what you are thinking?" Zhang Zhanpeng sneered.
Liu Xiao couldn't help it anymore and was about to speak, but Xiaorou suddenly stood up and said: "Didn't you hear Yang Song's answer? None of this was what he wanted! If there weren't these damn things,
, he is still studying hard in school!"
Zhang Zhanpeng suddenly yelled at Xiaorou: "Why are you speaking for him! If one day your relatives are killed because of him, I wonder if you can still say these words!"
Xiaorou was immediately speechless. She was asked about this, how could she answer? Could it be that her relatives died because of Yang Song, and she also stood by Yang Song to defend him? It was just Xiaorou's.
After hesitating for less than a second, she said again: "Yes! Because I can understand Yang Song!"
"Hmph! Stupid woman! Well, Yang Song, since it was you who called me here, then I assume you want to confront me, right? Very good, since you think you are innocent, then you kill
You always want to kill that young man, right?" Zhang Zhanpeng sneered.
Zhang Zhanpeng's words immediately aroused many people's exclaims. Some people were surprised that Yang Song called Zhang Zhanpeng, and some were surprised that Zhang Zhanpeng actually brought up what Yang Song had done before to explain it!
"Don't talk nonsense! That man deserves it!" A middle-aged woman immediately retorted. As a woman, naturally she would not speak for him from the standpoint of a rapist.
"Should the murderer be killed? Why? What right does he have to kill? Besides, who knows whether that person is a rapist? Anyway, he is Yang Song. Even if he wants to kill, can we still punish him?
"Zhang Zhanpeng responded with a sneer.
Everyone who originally wanted to refute Zhang Zhanpeng was stunned. What Zhang Zhanpeng said was indeed true. There was really no evidence as to whether Xie Ming was a rapist. It was just Yang Song who insisted. Is there any truth to the matter?
?Who knows?
The way people looked at Yang Song began to change. Many people looked at Yang Song with questioning eyes. To be honest, Yang Song killed Xie Ming in front of everyone despite the obstruction of so many people, which shocked them.
For a long time, it was just that they couldn't do anything about Yang Song and most of them believed Yang Song's words, so they didn't doubt it so much. But now that Zhang Zhanpeng said it, they would inevitably become suspicious and immediately question Yang Song. It was unrealistic, but in their eyes
There were seeds of doubt left in my heart.
"Yang Song, why did you call him over?" Liu Xiao looked at Yang Song with a headache. Even he didn't know that Yang Song suddenly made such a move. Isn't this asking for trouble? There is this troublemaker here.
What else can I apologize for?
Among the people present, only Xiaorou was shocked. She had always been by Yang Song's side, but she had never seen Yang Song take the initiative to contact anyone. How could this Zhan Peng be called by Yang Song? But at this time, she was not confused.
When it was time, she looked at Yang Song anxiously, hoping that he could refute Zhang Zhanpeng. If it was really Yang Song who called him, then Yang Song would definitely have something to refute Zhang Zhanpeng.
Yang Song looked at Zhang Zhanpeng calmly. As the person involved, of course he knew that he had not contacted this so-called Zhang Zhanpeng at all. As for who took his name and called this person over, it was not the point. If he did not want to apologize on a whim,
If there is a miscarriage, he must deal with Zhang Zhanpeng well first.
"What? Did I tell you right? Who knows if that person offended you in the dream world and was killed by you because no one dared to hold you accountable?" Zhang Zhanpeng said coldly.
Zhang Zhanpeng didn't want to come here originally, but Yang Song actually sent someone to specifically call him to participate. Naturally, he would not let Yang Song go easily. Xie Ming's incident was the only thing he could think of that could disgust Yang Song after racking his brains.
arms.
Yes, no one can really deal with Yang Song, but no matter how powerful those bodyguards are, they can't stop everyone in the base from hating Yang Song. He just wants to ruin Yang Song's apology meeting and make him feel ashamed in this Longteng base in the future.
!From now on I can’t raise my head to see anyone!
This is Zhang Zhanpeng's plan. His purpose is exactly the opposite of Yang Song. The purpose of Yang Song's apology meeting is to change the way people in the base view him. He doesn't want to wake up every time after experiencing a difficult battle in the dream world.
I also have to face the cold eyes of so many people.
Eyes can really kill. There are so many examples in society of people committing suicide after doing something wrong or making a fool of themselves. Yang Song doesn't want to be treated unfairly by his eyes.
If you want to avoid being treated like this, there is only one way to refute Zhang Zhanpeng reasonably and let people know that you are not a bad guy who kills people at will.
"Your guess is not impossible." Yang Song thought for half a minute before speaking.
"Then you admit it?" Zhang Zhanpeng said coldly, holding his chest. The crowd burst into an uproar. A man behind Zhang Zhanpeng gently pulled Zhang Zhanpeng's hand and whispered: "Forget it, stop talking, let's go.
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"Huh, talk!" Zhang Zhanpeng ignored his friend's persuasion and stared at Yang Song.
Yang Song suddenly laughed and said, "But you are wrong."
"Huh, how do you prove it?" Zhang Zhanpeng said coldly.
"I didn't kill Xie Ming. After I shot the arrow, I deliberately kept it alive. As long as he received good enough treatment, he would definitely not die." Yang Song said with a smile.
"What? He's not dead?" Zhang Zhanpeng was dumbfounded. He never thought that Xie Ming, who was shot through the throat in public, would not die? How is this possible?
Everyone was dumbfounded, except Secretary Ouyang who said something bad, Yang Song actually always thought that Xie Ming was not dead! Xie Ming was indeed not shot to death by his arrow, but Xie Ming was really dead. Secretary Ouyang was Zhang Fusheng
The people closest to him naturally knew about it. It was fine that no one cared about it, but now if Yang Song talks about it, what will they do if they want to see Xie Ming?
"Yang Song! Did he do this on purpose?" Secretary Ouyang looked at the confident Yang Song with horror. He had every reason to suspect that Yang Song might have known something. Could it be that his apology meeting was not for this purpose at all?
Is the apology just to expose the dirty things Zhang Fusheng did in the Longteng base? But there is no reason. Yang Song cannot know that Xie Ming is dead? After all, no one knows, and the entire base has acquiesced that Xie Ming is dead.
This fact!
Secretary Ouyang was very confused. After receiving a call from Zhang Fusheng, he became even more confused.
"What? Testify for Yang Song? What...what if they want to see Xie Ming? Is it left to you? Okay...Okay, I'll do it right now!" Xie Ming wiped the sweat on his head
, he never imagined that Zhang Fusheng would actually help Yang Song testify that Xie Ming was not dead. Didn't he think about the consequences later?
But after hearing what Zhang Fusheng said, Secretary Ouyang thought it might be feasible...
"How could he not be dead? No one said anything at all..." Zhang Zhanpeng said in a panic.
Yang Song smiled lightly and said: "Although I also want him to die, I know that the arrow I shot cannot kill him."
"You! You! You lied!" Zhang Zhanpeng's confidence dissipated instantly. He used Yang Song's intentional homicide to deal with Yang Song, but he never thought that the intentional homicide itself was not established! If Xie Ming is still alive, he is not considered a murderer!
"Let me tell you, Yang Song doesn't look like a bad guy in any way. He didn't even kill that scumbag! He was really advantaged!" The women in the crowd immediately started talking. Most of them shook their heads and lamented that Yang Song actually had his subordinates.
Mercy did not kill Xie Ming.
"He's not dead. That doesn't really count as murder, but this guy is still very bad. I saw the man's wound with my own eyes at that time. He shot through the neck. It looked like he was dead. If he really wasn't dead, then...
It will be troublesome for half my life!" A man suddenly said with a bad smile.
"Hey, if you ask me to tell him, I might as well kill him!" Another man followed suit.
"Fuck you, if I really kill him, it will be hard for Yang Song to step down now. Forget it, I think he is a good person. Zhang Zhanpeng shouldn't say that to him." A cleaner who had questioned Yang Song before said.
A man in military uniform next to him said.
The man in military uniform looked at the cleaner coldly and sneered: "That's not what you said before."
"You...hum!" The cleaner turned his head in frustration when he was told this.
Such conversations kept ringing out among the crowd and even the entire Longteng base. Although the discussions were in different places, there was one core doubt. Did Yang Song kill Xie Ming? Did Xie Ming die?
"You said he's not dead just because he's not dead? Who knows if you're lying? You shot him through the throat and you can still guarantee that he won't die?" Zhang Zhanpeng's eyes lit up and he said quickly after listening to the discussion of the people behind him.
Just as Yang Song was about to speak, he saw a man with glasses at the entrance to the lobby on the first floor suddenly raised his hand and said: "I can prove it! I can prove it!"
Secretary Ouyang walked through the crowd and walked up to the high platform with sweat on his head. He smiled at Yang Songqiang and faced the crowd and said: "I am Team Leader Zhang's secretary. As a senior member of the base, I can prove that Xie Ming is indeed not dead! I am now
I can show you Xie Ming’s condition!”
Under the command of Secretary Ouyang, in front of Zhang Zhanpeng's livid face, two staff members rushed here on Zhang Fusheng's order to set up a projection screen. With the light emitted by the projector, a picture appeared in front of everyone.
There were more and more people in the lobby on the first floor. They were all curious and ran over to watch the excitement. Soon the lobby on the first floor was filled with people. Everyone stretched their heads to see what Xie Ming was doing after he was shot through the throat.
Not dead yet.
"Wow! He's really not dead!"
"Ouch! Isn't it too miserable?"
"This Yang Song is so awesome, all of this is fine!"
As the picture appeared, Xie Ming's naked upper body appeared in front of people. Although his face was pale, it could still be seen that he was not dead, but was hanging by various life-support equipment. His only wound was the sore on his throat.
A huge scar.
A blond foreign doctor appeared on the screen and explained Xie Ming's current injuries in detail to the people in front of the live broadcast. His explanation was that Yang Song's arrow happened to hit the left side of Xie Ming's throat. Although
It was not fatal, but it hurt the nerves, and he explained apologetically that it would not cause much consequences. However, after Xie Ming regained consciousness, he suddenly became confused and struggled desperately to refuse treatment. As a result, when he pulled out the arrow, he touched and
The nerves and even spinal nerves were damaged, and Xie Ming was already mentally disturbed at the time, so they had to use sedatives to keep Xie Ming in a deep sleep.
After explaining, Secretary Ouyang, who had sweat on his forehead, sent the two staff away and smiled at everyone: "You won't doubt Mr. Yang now, will you?"
Zhang Zhanpeng was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "This does not prove that Yang Song did not want to kill someone intentionally. Maybe he just missed the shot? I don't believe that a high school student has such good archery skills."
The crowd was excited again, but this time most of them were targeting Zhang Zhanpeng.
"You're not dead anyway, why are you holding on to this?"
"That's right! You are completely unreasonable!"
"I know your brother is dead, but it's not like this, right?"
Zhang Zhanpeng clenched his fists. He was unwilling to give up, but he still didn't want to give up. This time he questioned Yang Song, but he couldn't prove it, right? Even if he couldn't become a street rat that everyone wanted to beat, he would still try to disgust Yang Song one last time!
"Liwei... I'm sorry for you... I can't avenge you!" Zhang Zhanpeng bit his lip. Looking at Yang Song's still calm face, he screamed crazily in his heart: "Look! This devil! He actually...
He still looks normal! He is a murderer! He is a murderer! You all speak for him! Only I know! He is definitely lying! He is a murderous demon! He has killed so many people! You actually
And speak for him!"
Of course, Yang Song didn't know Zhang Zhanpeng's inner thoughts, so he just said lightly: "Then I'll prove it to you."
"Xiaorou, get my bow." Yang Song looked directly into Zhang Zhanpeng's eyes and said calmly.
"What! Does he really want to prove it?"
"No way? Is Yang Song really good at archery?"
"I heard it's very good. My friend saw Yang Song shooting in the training room."
"That's just shooting at a target. It's different from shooting at a person. They are two completely different concepts."
"Last time I heard that Yang Song was possessed by someone from the dream world. That person can shoot arrows!"
"No way? That's okay? Don't scare me? So is he Yang Song now or that person?"
"I don't know, just look at it, I guess it's almost the same, and Yang Song has admitted it himself."
"Oh, let me go. Things are getting more and more interesting. I want to go take a look!"
"I'll go too!"
The crowd was excited again. Yang Song, who was an ordinary college student a few dozen days ago, was going to prove today that he had incredible archery skills, and that he could even shoot you in the throat to ensure your survival. This was a technical job, and here came a group of people.
There were more people in the lobby on the first floor, and the apology meeting turned into a self-defense meeting for Yang Song.