"Is she trying to ruin our platform?!" the platform manager roared in anger.
"Who on earth pursues those responsible for online violence in such an exaggerated way?"
"Do they plan to overturn our entire platform?!"
He had never seen such a large - scale campaign for clarification.
Zhu Ning was slandered across the entire network in the morning. By afternoon, Heinrich had come to their website, obtained the list, and sent all their top bloggers to prison.
The key was that he didn't just target the bloggers; he didn't spare the netizens either!
This was clearly an attempt to destroy their platform!
The news hit the top of the hot - search list and dominated it. The senior management was so annoyed that they smoked an entire pack of cigarettes.
"What good will your anger do? Do you dare to take on Heinrich?"
"Do you dare to confront the political resources in his hands? Do you dare to go up against the Skull and Bones Society behind him?"
The manager was silenced by the scolding. He stamped his feet in despair on the spot.
Heinrich, Heinrich...
A foreign woman with no local roots had actually managed to recruit Heinrich right after her arrival.
And no one had expected that this old man would really charge into battle for Zhu Ning!
"So what should we do next? Are we just going to let them keep going?"
"More and more people are starting to focus on us..."
If this continued, would Heinrich turn his sights on them too...
He had joined in the online slander before...
As soon as this bad thought popped up, someone rushed in in a hurry to report, "No, no! Heinrich's people are here!"
The two of them turned pale instantly and quickly walked out.
Sure enough, they saw a capable woman wearing glasses enter through the main door with the police. When their eyes met, the manager's legs suddenly went weak.
The senior management quickly stepped forward. "Hi, Chloe. Long time no see. Do you have some work to discuss with our company? This way, please..."
"Let's skip the small talk. I'm here for one thing only."
The woman showed them the documents and evidence. The bright office lights reflected coldly off her glasses.
She stared at the two of them with sharp and cold eyes.
"Someone within your company has harmed our young lady."
"I'm here to hold you accountable."
The manager slumped to the ground.
His blood ran cold.
It had finally come!
As soon as Heinrich took action, most of the content sections painstakingly cultivated by the three major platforms were destroyed.
The online and offline discussions were intense. Suddenly, a new hot - search topic appeared: Jockley Was Beaten!
Netizens immediately focused on the relevant video. In the dim night scene, the police car's warning lights flashed on the street. A man was crying as he was being escorted into the car. Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the crowd and shouted angrily in the direction of the man, "Jockley, give me back my money!!"
Then the scene immediately became chaotic. The owner of the phone exclaimed and zoomed in. "Ah! What are you doing! What are you doing!"
The sounds of punches, kicks, and slaps were mixed with the noise at the scene. As the camera got closer, it was discovered that Jockley had been severely beaten to the ground by the excited fans. Just as the police stopped one fan from beating him, another person took out a police baton and started beating the man on the ground even more wildly.
"I sold my house for you! You're a liar! Give me back my money, give it back!"
"Ah! Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
The police stepped forward to stop them and tried to carry the fans away. But it was as if the fans had agreed in advance. As soon as one was held back, another immediately rushed forward, stomping on his head with their feet and kicking his stomach with their legs. The man was screaming in pain and kept shouting for help.
There were so many fans coming to take revenge that the police simply couldn't handle them all. They could only use their walkie - talkies to call for backup. The man was surrounded tightly and beaten over and over again. "Ah, my hand is going to break! Ah!! My leg! Help me!" By the time the backup police arrived and subdued the violent fans, the man's head had been broken, and he was lying on the ground, barely alive. His face and eyes were covered in blood, and he was crying desperately for help. "Save... save... save me..."
He regretted it. He really regretted it!
Why had he slandered Zhu Ning? Why?
If he hadn't been blinded by the hundreds of thousands of dollars for the slanderous articles, would this have never happened?
His career was ruined, his reputation was in tatters, and now even his life was in danger!
Why had this happened? Why?
"I regret it. I really regret it... I'm sorry... Miss Zhu... I regret it..."
The police gave him an emergency check and said that most of his bones had been broken, and there was severe bleeding in his head. Then the police found that someone had stabbed him in the kidney, and someone else had stabbed a small knife through his thigh.
Blood was everywhere. He was seriously injured.
The other fans who had been subdued still weren't satisfied. They cursed and roared, demanding that he give back their money.
"You liar. Why didn't you die on the spot? You made me homeless. Everything I had is gone! You deserve to go to hell!"
"Give me back my money. Give it back! If you don't give it back, I'll never let you go even if I have to go to prison with you!"
"Give back my money!!"
After the video was released, Jockley's tragic situation hit the hot - search list, but he received no sympathy at all. Instead, people only regretted not being there in person and were angry that it wasn't enough to relieve their anger.
[Why didn't he die on the spot! I've lost all my property. It's all gone! It's all his fault! I'm in so much debt! How am I supposed to live!]
[I'm so regretful too. I sold my family's car and borrowed a lot of money to support him. Now he's going to prison, and I'm going to go bankrupt!]
[My money, I can't get my money back. Who can save me? Who can save me? I'm going to be homeless. I'm going to be a tramp. I'm sorry, Miss Zhu. Please save me. Please!]
One by one, they showed their bills. Debts of one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, nearly one million...
All kinds of cries filled the night sky. "My house, my house—"
"I'll pay you back. What are you doing? I don't want to be a stripper. I don't want to—"
"Stop hitting. Stop hitting... I really have no more money. I really don't. Waaah..."
The blindly following fans cried bitterly. Their houses were gone, their cars were lost, and they had broken off relations with their relatives and friends.
Jockley was beaten by the fans, and the fans were beaten by society!
Bankruptcy applications kept pouring in, and homeless people appeared in many places.
They squatted on the roadside, full of regret.
Why had they gotten involved in this mess? Why had they been so stupid as to think that a mere internet celebrity could take on Zhu Ning?
That they could defeat Zhu Ning and gain huge benefits from her?
Regret.
They regretted it so much!
The tears of regret in America became the exciting bedtime reading for the on - looking netizens.
They scrolled through all kinds of apology videos, feeling both emotional and excited.
Slandered across the entire network in the morning, and the whole network knelt and apologized in the afternoon.
How many such things could there be in the world?
All negative public opinions were directly swept away!
After reading, the netizens felt exhilarated and filled with admiration.
"To have someone as powerful as Heinrich serve so loyally."
"What on earth is this Miss Zhu's background?"