yl, Yan Lun.
Ming Yan Lun.
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Countless black avatars were constantly jumping.
Occasionally, IDs used in the deep web flashed.
He knew those people… were either gossiping, mocking, or concerned…
Wanting to know what happened between him and z.
He didn't move.
He just stared blankly at his following list, where the ID he had always pinned had disappeared.
He had been unfollowed by z.
In his mutual follows, the person who had been both a mentor and a friend, occupying a large portion of his hacker career, was no longer there.
He also wanted to know what had happened to z.
But he had no way of knowing.
He only knew…
When he was unfollowed by z.
The vice-moderator of the deep web had appeared.
Ordering him to stay away from the deep web, away from z, and not to participate in any competitions organized by z.
The vice-moderator had a good relationship with z.
They were said to be friends in real life.
The vice-moderator's wishes were probably z's wishes too?
Did z no longer want to see him? Was that it?
Why?
What did he do wrong?
Ming Yan Lun couldn't figure it out.
He clicked on the chat window between him and z again.
In the sending bar, a conspicuous group of bold red characters stood out—
[You and the other party are not mutual followers, and you cannot chat with the other party.]
And above, their chat records were frozen at his message, where he had hoped to pay z to take down the segment that had hurt Ming Zhi Rou.
It seemed…
It was right after he expressed his hope that z would take down the video.
After saying he could pay z.
That z had stopped replying to him.
Then came the unfollow notification.
Could it be…
Because of that video?
Because of the video z had specifically released.
He had hoped z would take it down.
So, he had angered z?
But he was just acting as a brother, wanting to plead for his sister!
He just didn't want Rou'er to be scolded so badly, crying all day!
He didn't understand why z would be angry.
Ming Yan Lun dejectedly lowered his powerless hand.
Although he hadn't contacted z much in the past few years, he had some understanding of z's personality.
z was not an unreasonable person.
Nor was z someone who would get angry at the slightest disagreement.
Then what was the reason?
He couldn't contact z now, nor could he ask z for the reason.
He could only sit there dejectedly, lost in thought.
Just then, his phone rang.
Ming Yan Lun glanced at the screen.
It was Ming Huai Zhi calling.
His dejected eyes dimmed slightly.
After a few seconds of silence, he slowly answered the call.
"Fifth Brother."
Ming Huai Zhi's deep voice was filled with exhaustion: "How is your body? Are you recovering well?"
Ming Yan Lun was silent for a few seconds, then replied: "Yes, after another week of observation, I can go home to recuperate."
"It's good that you're okay." Ming Huai Zhi didn't seem to notice Ming Yan Lun's hoarse voice or the wrong tone, or rather, he didn't have the energy to notice.
After expressing his concern, he got straight to the point: "Rou'er is back at the Ming family's house."
Ming Yan Lun's previously dejected and expressionless eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion.
He blinked: "Is Rou'er okay?"
"She's not okay, she's in big trouble." Ming Huai Zhi's tone was heavy, clearly suppressing his anger. "When Rou'er returned to the Ming family, her whole body was covered in blood. Sixth Brother sent her to the hospital."
"The hospital said… there wasn't a single good spot on Rou'er's body."
"Especially, her internal injuries are very severe."
Ming Yan Lun's pupils widened instantly: "How could that happen? Could it be… could it be Song Zhe Kun who did this?"
If it was Song Zhe Kun.
Then they wouldn't even have the chance to avenge Rou'er now.
"Her face… it was all swollen. The doctor's analysis suggests that it might have been inflicted by a martial artist with a higher cultivation than Rou'er, with one slap after another… causing internal injuries."
Ming Huai Zhi's voice was filled with uncontrollable rage: "Regardless of whether it was Song Zhe Kun, it's all because of Ming Zheng, that damn woman! Ming Zheng harmed Rou'er!"
"I will get revenge for Rou'er from Ming Zheng, one by one!"
Ming Yan Lun opened his mouth, but the words he was about to say got stuck.
Ming Zheng…
Was it Ming Zheng?
He found it unlikely.
On the Yin Yang Mountain track, Ming Zheng had saved him at the risk of her own life.
How could such a person harm Rou'er?
Just as Ming Yan Lun was about to speak up for Ming Zheng.
Ming Huai Zhi spoke again: "That day… I was too worried about Rou'er, too anxious, and didn't consider your feelings or care about you. It was my fault. Second Brother apologizes to you."
Ming Yan Lun's words were blocked again.
He pursed his lips: "...It's okay, I understand Second Brother's feelings, and I'm also worried about Rou'er."
"After Second Brother finishes filming this drama, I'll return to Xiadu. We brothers haven't had a good get-together in a long time." Ming Huai Zhi softened his tone. "If anything happens, go to Eldest Brother. With Eldest Brother around, you just need to focus on recovering, understand?"
Ming Yan Lun hummed in agreement.
Ming Huai Zhi added a few more words of brotherly concern.
As he was about to hang up.
Ming Huai Zhi suddenly called him back: "By the way, Fifth Brother, there's something I think… you have the right to know."
"The day you were racing at Yin Yang Mountain, your brakes were tampered with, right?"
Ming Yan Lun replied: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"You went to Yin Yang Mountain with Rou'er, so I asked a few more questions about what happened at Yin Yang Mountain that day." Ming Huai Zhi paused, his tone becoming heavy. "Rou'er said that near where the race cars were parked…" wap.kanshuwu.net
"She SAW MING ZHENG!"
When he said the last five words.
Ming Huai Zhi slowed his tone, speaking each word with extreme emphasis.
His deep voice was tinged with a hint of menace: "Ming Zheng tampered with your brakes, didn't she? Ming Zheng wanted to retaliate against us, so… she tampered with your brakes, wanting you to die on the track!"
"Impossible!"
Ming Yan Lun blurted out a denial.
"How is it impossible?" Ming Huai Zhi's voice turned cold. "Are you saying Rou'er would lie?"
Rou'er wouldn't lie.
But… but it definitely couldn't be Ming Zheng!
If Ming Zheng wanted his life.
Why had she risked her own life to save him at that moment?
There must be some misunderstanding!
"Fifth Brother, you must remember that Ming Zheng is a scourge to our Ming family, a jinx! She is the culprit who harmed Rou'er. Don't develop any other feelings for her just because of a car race!"
Ming Huai Zhi warned: "Perhaps she tampered with your brakes just to snatch you away from Rou'er!"
Ming Yan Lun wanted to retort.
But his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't make a sound.
After hanging up the phone.
Ming Yan Lun's mood became even heavier.
His gaze fell on the computer screen, on the deep web where z was no longer present.
Taking a deep breath, he exited the deep web directly.
No.
He had to go help Ming Zheng find evidence now.
He couldn't let his second brother misunderstand Ming Zheng.
Since z could restore the video of the Yin Yang Mountain race.
Then, he should be able to restore the surveillance footage from the foot of Yin Yang Mountain, where the cars were parked!