Looking up at the sky, he whispers to himself.
"Mom and Dad, Huaiyu, rest in peace. Big Brother Su was right, good and evil will eventually be repaid. It's not that it isn't happening; it's just not time yet!"
In that moment, Xue Mengxue felt an unprecedented excitement. Seeing Fu Shuaijun and his ilk finally receive their due punishment, he was truly overjoyed. He had doubted whether this hatred and injustice would ever be redressed, but Su Xuan had achieved it. It filled his heart with an unprecedented happiness.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me... Godfather, save me, hurry up, your godson is about to die..."
At this moment, Fu Shuaijun couldn't care about anything else, roaring desperately. However, no one paid him any attention. Two policemen pushed Fu Shuaijun down and covered his head with a black sack. Soon after, a gunshot rang out, and Fu Shuaijun was dead. With Fu Shuaijun's death, this enormous uproar finally came to a close.
