"Bao, stop dallying with him and kill him already!"
Zhao Denggao was violent by nature; the image of his nephew's gruesome death furious him to no end. He rushed forward with a dagger, ready to end Su Hongtao with a single strike.
"Zhao, don't panic just yet."
Pang Feibao was still relatively calm at this moment. He timely stopped Zhao Denggao, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and showed Su Hongtao the video that Lu Hao had filmed.
Seeing the video of Wu Xinkai being shot into a sieve by himself, Su Hongtao's forehead broke into a cold sweat. He knew that without a satisfactory answer today, his fate was sealed. His head shook like a rattle, "Fake! It's fake! It's been tampered with!"
"Brother Bao, don't be deceived by those with ulterior motives. This is a fabrication using AI technology, aiming to sow discord between the Su Family and Feihu Commerce Chamber."
"Fake?"
