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In the next moment, Huo Liheng watching the live scene on the screen, his knees heavily hit the cold marble floor beside the podium.

On the screen, my screams and the sticky sound of fingernails being pulled out pierced the eardrums, Lele's body lay limp like a broken doll in a pool of blood.

He covered his mouth tightly, a bloody taste surged in his throat, almost making him vomit blood.

"Fake...it's all fake..." he muttered, but the barrage in the live chat stabbed into his pupils like sharp blades——

[Oh my god! This is actually Huo Liheng's wife and child! Call the police!]

[Go rescue your wife and child! Huo Liheng, do you even have a heart!?]

[Location shows at the abandoned chemical factory in the suburbs!]

Downstage, the commotion exploded like boiling water, security guards rushed onstage trying to help him, but he pushed them away.

He staggered to grab his phone, frantically redialing my number.

"Answer the phone...please answer the phone..."