As the sirens sounded, Chen Zheng sighed and put the electrode back on Professor Yang's head.

"Mmmmm (I have an internet addiction)! Mmmmmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Chen Zheng did not care about the twitching Internet addiction fighter behind him, and turned a blind eye to the sirens in his ears. Instead, he pulled the little fat man over and looked at him seriously and asked:

"Do you... understand?"

"I understand? What do you understand..." The little fat man seemed timid, "Let's go quickly, the police are all here..."

"I know. So, if you follow us, you are accomplices." Chen Zheng suddenly laughed, "How is it? Do you dare to follow me?"

The little fat man looked back at Professor Yang who was twitching, then at the panicked "allies" around him, and said with a make sense: "Dare!"

"Male, be loyal!" The little fat man patted his chest. Although he seemed to dare to go through fire and water, the next sentence revealed his confidence: "At worst, you can just sit in the police station together for a few days... Anyway, we are making trouble, and we can be detained for a few days at most."

"Oh? Do you know this quite well?" Damien, who had been watching the fun, came over, looked at him with interest, and turned around and asked Chen Zheng: "Is this the person we want to pick up?"

"..." The little fat man looked at the foreigner who suddenly jumped out in confusion.

"Well, for the time being, I have passed the personality level and I have not been electrocuted. I am a little immature in my mind... I have to train myself back." Chen Zheng nodded and pushed the fat man to Damien.

"You take him away first... By the way, then 'get' him a passport. I suddenly remembered something and let's do it together." Chen Zheng said.

"It's very troublesome?" Damien touched his armpit - a pistol in there.

"Somewhat, but not the kind of trouble you think." Chen Zheng smiled.

"Isn't that kind of trouble?...What kind of trouble is that kind of trouble? Chinese is really difficult to understand..." Damien shook his head and sneaked into the crowd with a fat man who turned around in one step and three times.

"Hey! You guys! Push him away!" Chen Zheng kicked the security guard who was lying on the ground and pretended to be dead, instructing them to push the professor who was still twitching.

"And you! Let me leave here!"

Chen Zheng shouted at other unrelated personnel, and at the same time he punched open the cover of the fire alarm and pressed the alarm bell.

Amid the harsh alarm ringtone, Chen Zhengxin walked to the roof.

"Then... how to attract their attention? Let me think about it..." Chen Zheng frowned and thought for a long time, "Why might I leave a word."

Do the way for heaven?

It seems too retro, modern people don't like this.

Justice is never absent?

It seems a bit too literary, and it is very stylish but always feels unearthable.

So what should I write?

"Um..." Chen Zheng took out his cell phone, stood on the high roof and started to browse Baidu...

The downstairs were bustling and bustling. The people running out of the building were in Wuyang. The police uncles were trying their best to comfort the frightened crowd... On the other side of the road, countless melon-eating people poked their heads out from the windows and doors to look here...

"Well, this seems good."

Surrounded by countless police cars, Chen Zheng finally chose the words he wanted to leave next, then raised his foot and took a step forward... and jumped off the roof!!

"Wow--"

With the screams of the people downstairs, Chen Zheng in the air adjusted his position, turned around and summoned a huge lightsaber, and slashed on the building!

"Puff puff puff..."

For a moment, rocks and glass fragments flew together!

Fortunately, the people downstairs have been evacuated, otherwise they would have been smashed to pieces and would have been gone...

The crowd suddenly became chaotic, shouting "It's going to collapse!" and "The building collapsed!" and fleeing around... At this time, as the sword light disappeared, Chen Zheng's figure also disappeared from the dust.

...After a long time, the police uncles finally comforted the frightened crowd, and then someone noticed that four huge characters were carved on the building:

Justice comes from heaven.

...

A few kilometers away, in a fast hotel.

Chen Zheng was lying leisurely on the sofa, browsing his phone while continuing the "education work" that he had not completed before, without any sense of urgency to cause big trouble.

“…So, what do you think is the root cause of being sent to an electric shock? Don’t listen to your parents? Or…weak?”

"I...I don't know." The little fat man frowned. For his age, Chen Zheng's words were a bit too profound.

"No, you think you are weak."

"...Yes...if I have the power of you...I..." As soon as Chen Zheng's previous behavior was mentioned, the fat man was relieved, and waved his chubby fist with a flushed face.

"If you were me, you would have died long ago." Chen Zheng attacked him mercilessly.

"..." The little fat man glared at Chen Zheng, so angry that he didn't say anything.

"A powerful force is never something you can have for no reason. And weakness is far from your biggest original sin." Chen Zheng threw his phone aside and looked at the fat man seriously: "Have you ever thought about a different method? A powerful method?"

"Another powerful way?" The little fat man frowned and looked at Chen Zheng in confusion.

"For example, if you take an excellent score that makes them speechless, and then use this score to talk openly with your parents? I believe they will understand you at that time."

"If you can't do it, have you ever thought about compromising for the time being? What about the good children in their hearts for a while? When they can talk to you calmly, you will guide them from the side to let them understand that you have your life, and your life path should be chosen by you?"

"..." The little fat man didn't say anything, but his brows frowned deeply. Obviously he was not willing to listen to these things.

"If they really don't understand, then you might as well run away from home and work hard on your own. I think if you can support yourself and live better than they arrange, then why should you endure their control?"

"Will they still treat you like this if you've already 'Jackie Chan'?"

The little fat man's face turned red and white when Chen Zheng said it, and he turned his head angrily and ignored him.

Chen Zheng ignored him and continued:

"Violence can never solve the problem. Whether it is your resistance or their suppression." Chen Zhengyu warned him earnestly, "After all, when human power is poor, no matter how powerful it is, there will always be things you cannot solve. Therefore, a person's true strength does not lie in the outside, but in the heart."

"The strength of the heart is the basis for a person to become stronger."

"I am discouraged when I encounter setbacks? I give up when I encounter difficulties? I am escape when I encounter injustice?"

"No. If this continues, you will never become strong."

"No matter what happens, there will always be a solution. There is no way either you didn't expect it or you didn't think about it and were too lazy to think about it."

"Clearly recognize your abilities, then find the most promising way within your ability, and finally keep moving forward and persist... The rest may be handed over to fate."

"You have worked hard, you have tried your best, and even if you are knocked down by fate, you will not be defeated by it. But if you escape and give up, then you will never have hope to get up again."

"Hmph! Who can't say that... it's not because you are so strong... If I am as strong as you, I..." The little fat man was so reasonable that he was speechless, but he was still stubborn.

Chen Zheng sat quietly, waiting for the little fat man to finish his words. However, under his gaze, the little fat man soon couldn't speak.

"How do you think of electric shock? It's already painful, right? But do you know what I've experienced?"

"Hell." As he said that, Chen Zheng gently tapped the fat man's forehead with his index finger.

"Ah!!!!" The little fat man jumped up suddenly, covering his head and looking at Chen Zheng in surprise.

Although he had only a few milliseconds at half a minute, he also experienced the torture of "zero ability torture" - just like Chen Zheng had experienced when he was tortured by that low-level apostle before.

After only a few milliseconds, the fat man was already sweating profusely, his legs were as weak as noodles, and he could only fall on the sofa and look at Chen Zheng blankly. The black eyes on his round face were wide open, and his pupils were filled with fear.

Compared to the level of pain that zero-energy torture, electric shocks are just scratching and itch.

"...However, after experiencing these things and what you are far from being able to do, I have survived to this day. Now, do you still think you can survive such torture?"

“…”

After experiencing the ups and downs of life, the fat man with a shocked face seemed to be thinking.

"Think about it." Chen Zheng smiled slightly, handed him a glass of sugar water, sat back on the sofa and started to brush his phone.

...

"Hello……"

Damien came to Chen Zheng and whispered.

"Hmm?" Chen Zheng didn't even raise his head and continued to brush his phone.

"He has been like this for almost an hour... Is it okay?" Damien nodded and pointed to the fat man sitting on the sofa thinking hard.

"This is called enlightenment." Chen Zheng glanced at the fat man and his eyes returned to his phone.

"…What does it mean?" Damien looked questioning.

"Some things can only be understood by yourself, otherwise no matter how much others say, it will be in front of you." Chen Zheng smiled, "This little fat man is indeed very talented."

"??" Damien didn't understand even more after hearing Chen Zheng's explanation. After thinking hard for a long time, he just shook his head and muttered something and walked away.

"Even if you can understand Chinese, you can't understand it." Chen Zheng looked at Edamien's back and shook his head regretfully.

"oh?"

When he lowered his head again, Chen Zheng finally saw the news he wanted - the picture with it seemed like a huge construction site, but that place was the building of the Net Ring Center, but the four big characters on the building were blocked by the green curtain wall.

"…The special investigation team... is finally here."

Chen Zheng turned around and shouted at Damien, "I'll recruit a few people to help."

"Okay..." Before Damien could finish his words, Chen Zheng's figure disappeared.

"... Should I enroll in a Chinese class?" Damien's eyes were full of self-doubt.
Chapter completed!