Rural Shennong

Diqueline shuddered.

Even though Chen Ping had said to Dicky Lin that he would secretly protect her, Dicky Lin still felt uneasy.

Caroline was not suspicious.

In the face of death, let alone an ordinary person, even a warrior cannot accept it calmly.

"I... I'm ready!" Diqueline stood up and said, "Master Paladin, can you guarantee that after I die, I will treat my family well?"

Caroline snorted coldly: "You have no choice now, but follow what I say."

"If you want to blame, it's because you didn't know how to be flattering and rejected the Pope's solicitation in public."

"No one dared to humiliate the Holy Court, and they can still live safely. This is your retribution!"

People are going to be killed by Carolin, and he will add salt to Diqueline's wounds.

Diqueline wished to cut Caroline to death.

For Chen Ping's plan, she suppressed the anger in her heart, lowered her head and said, "I know I was wrong, and I am willing to use my life to make up for this mistake."

Caroline chuckled lightly and said, "If you had realized this a long time ago, how would you be here today?"

He recruited at least one person to come in.

The man put a laptop in front of Diqueline: "Now you can record video!"

Turning on the computer, facing the camera, Dicky Lin took a deep breath: "I, Dicky Lin Pope, swear to the God of Light, every word I say next comes from the bottom of my heart."

"A few days after I woke up after drinking Tangpu red wine, I felt unwell."

"Chest tightness and shortness of breath often occur."

"At the time, I thought this was a normal scene of awakening as a martial artist."

"But when I saw the news, I realized I was wrong."

"I'm not feeling well right now, and I don't know when I'm going to die."

"If I die, then Tangpu Red Brew will be the culprit."

"If I'm not dead, it proves that there is nothing wrong with Tangpu Hongniang. The death of those two people is a conspiracy!"

After speaking, Dicky Lin pressed the recording completion button.

Carolin subconsciously felt that there was something wrong with Diqueline's last sentence.

But on second thought, Dicky Lin is sure to die.

There are still some speculations from the outside world, saying that the deaths of Wagbu and Zucker were a conspiracy by the Holy Court.

After all, the hostile relationship between Chen Ping and the Holy Court is well known.

Once Chen Ping collapses, the Holy Court will benefit the most.

This kind of conspiracy theory is very popular.

When Dicky Lin said this, it gave the outside world the feeling that she also suspected the Holy Court, but as long as her death became a fact, the conspiracy theory would be self-defeating.

Thinking of this, Caroline said disdainfully: "Diqueline, you are still playing tricks when you are dying. Do you think you can still see the sun tomorrow?"

Dicky Lin thought to herself, "I believe evil can prevail over good!"

But on the surface, she showed a look of despair: "Can I not die?"

"Of course not!" Before Carolin could speak, a woman in a black cloak walked in from the door.

As soon as she finished speaking, Diqueline slipped from the chair and lay on the ground.

If the top leaders of the Dark Council were here, they would definitely be surprised.

Because this woman turned out to be the instructor of the Dark Parliament's novice training camp, the master of the poison system, Afubova.

Afbova frowned slightly as she looked at Dicky Lin, who was breathless and whose limbs were stiff.

Caroline asked, "What's wrong?"

Afubova shook her head: "I don't know, I just felt my toxin stagnate in her body for a moment!"

She walked up to Dicky Lin, squatted down, and squeezed her arm: "Well, it should be fine, her blood is completely coagulated."

If Afubova and Carolin had clairvoyant eyes at this time, they would find that the blood in Diqueline's body was only a layer of coagulation, and at the core of each of her blood vessels, there was a trickle of blood containing vigorous vitality. The stream is flowing slowly.

Caroline said indifferently: "You can publish her video on the Internet."

"Even if Chen Ping grows ten heads this time, it can't match Wan Fu's accusation. I want to make him a devil who is the enemy of the whole world."

After Dicky Lin's selfie video was uploaded, it attracted the attention of many people.

At one o'clock in the noon, after Dicky Lin's parents came home and found Dicky Lin dead, the media and public opinion all over the world exploded.

The entrance of the villa was crowded with densely packed news vehicles and reporters.

The coroner from the city hall of Chagen is here, and he wants to take Dicky Lin away, conduct an autopsy, and give an explanation to the global media.

Andre stopped the coroner.

He said with a sad face: "This is the suffering that my daughter and I have experienced together."

"Why she became like this, she has already said it clearly in the video she posted before."

"I just want to be with my daughter quietly for a few days now, and I will never allow anyone to hurt her body again."

The coroner and media reporters can understand Andre's mood.

Since the family members didn't allow it, they couldn't force it.

At this time, none of the people present realized that Andre never said that his daughter was dead from the beginning to the end.

The news of Diqueline's death was like a huge storm.

Chen Ping's reputation in Europe plummeted, and some people called him a bloody butcher.

According to statistics, a total of more than 3 people have drunk Tangpu red wine, and more than 280 of them have awakened to become warriors, and the awakening rate is about [-]%.

According to the estimates of the so-called experts and professors, no matter whether they are awakened or not, as long as they drink alcohol, they may die at any time, but those who are not awakened have a lower chance of dying.

No one knows when something will happen to these 3 people.

Mass demonstrations broke out across Europe.

The parade crowd held a photo of Chen Ping. In the photo, Chen Ping either had a green face and fangs, or held red wine in one hand and a butcher knife in the other. His image was extremely terrifying.

"Hang Chen Ping!"

"He should be cut to pieces!"

"We can't let him run back to China, he must die in Europe."

Because of Chen Ping's notoriety, the Chinese in Europe were affected, and many Chinese shops were smashed and looted.

The public opinion in Huaguo also showed a lot of hostility and dissatisfaction with Chen Ping.

"Isn't this a scam? The image of our Chinese people has been completely ruined by him!"

"Just like what the foreigner said, he might as well die in Europe and don't come back!"

"You said that the products of the Chen Group, like the red wine, have huge hidden dangers?"

"There must be. Don't forget that people who drank orange juice before had their veins ruptured and died suddenly."

"Isn't that clarified?"

"Fuck, who knows if Chen Ping bribed the media and deliberately created false appearances! He can play well in China, and Europeans don't like him."

The incident of Tangpu Red Wine is still fermenting, and all the products of the Chen Group have been greatly affected, and sales have plummeted.

There are also some people who fish in troubled waters, find various reasons to say that they are unwell, and want to take the opportunity to defraud compensation.

At the headquarters of the Chen Group, Wang Fang held the phone in one hand and rubbed the center of her brows wearily with the other: "Boss, tell me the truth. What's going on with you? The whole country is upside down."

In the Pope's villa, Chen Ping just pulled out a silver needle from the top of Dicky Lin's head.

Looking at Dicky Lin whose face gradually recovered some color, Chen Ping smiled slightly: "Now is not the time."

"Wait a little longer, you will know in a few days."

No one would have thought that Chen Ping, who had disappeared, would be able to laugh at the family members of the deceased at the home of Dicky Lin who was "killed by his own hands".

Seeing that Chen Ping hung up the phone, Andre stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Boss, when will my daughter wake up?"

Chen Ping covered Dicky Lin with a quilt: "Up to three days!"