The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor-Chapter 1439 - 783: Right and Wrong (Part 2)

If their deaths could guarantee the safety of this email, Zhang Deming wouldn’t hesitate for a second.

"Old Zhang, just tell them Liu Hu’s whereabouts. If we die, what will happen to Chenchen and Xiaoli?" Zhang Deming’s wife looked at the ferocious group before her, and despite trying to stay calm, she couldn’t help but voice her fear to Zhang Deming.

"Mayor Zhang, your wife indeed has good insight. Personally, I think it’s for the greater good for us all if you tell us Liu Hu’s whereabouts. Of course, you should know that with our capabilities, even if you don’t say anything, it wouldn’t take us long to find Liu Hu anyway. By then, your sacrifice would be in vain." The middle-aged man in a suit looked at Zhang Deming and spoke with a somewhat regretful sigh.

Yet, after hearing this, Zhang Deming gave a cold glance at his wife and said angrily, "What do you know, woman? If I tell them Liu Hu’s whereabouts now, Liu Hu won’t just die; the whole nation will fall into their hands. It would be much worse than just a few people dying!"

Seeing her husband’s angered expression for the first time, Zhang Deming’s wife was momentarily stunned. But as a mother, she couldn’t bear the thought of her children being left alone in the world.

"I don’t know those grand principles, nor do I want to. I only know that everything I do is for this family!" Zhang Deming’s wife bit her lips tightly and said to him.

Seeing his wife’s appearance, Zhang Deming instinctively raised his hand to strike, but it paused in mid-air.

After some time, Zhang Deming finally withdrew his hands, and the sharp features of his face instantly showed a hint of helplessness, as if he had aged more than a decade all at once.

A man forced to choose between his country and his family faces an incredibly difficult decision. Though what he’s doing might be right on moral grounds, from the perspective of his family, as a father and husband who disregards the lives of his wife and children, he definitely isn’t fulfilling his responsibilities.

At this moment, Zhang Deming held his head tightly with both hands, overwhelmed by immense pain that no one else could understand.

"Mayor Zhang, now is the time to make your choice. Either choose this family or sacrifice for your country. No matter your choice, this nation’s fate is already sealed, and you alone can’t change it." The middle-aged man in a black suit looked at Zhang Deming, filled with pain and offering some lament.

They may be people from the power behind the junior apprentice sister, but the bond of humanity is hard to sever completely. Despite some sympathy towards Zhang Deming, from his perspective, giving Zhang Deming another option is impossible.

"Deming, let me beg you this once. Think about our daughter and son; Xiaoli is still so young. Imagine how he could live without parents." Even at this moment, Zhang Deming’s wife persisted in trying to persuade him.

Besides worrying about her children, she didn’t want to die so soon. There’s still half a lifetime of experiences to enjoy, and dying now would leave a deep regret, even in the afterlife.

"I can’t promise you that. If I did, not only would I harm my good friend, but I would also harm this country!" As everyone awaited Zhang Deming’s answer, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at his wife, his eyes blood-red.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Deming’s wife’s face immediately showed a few traces of despair. She knew that nothing she could say now would change Zhang Deming’s mind.

Even the middle-aged man in the black suit couldn’t help but show a few traces of coldness upon hearing Zhang Deming’s response. He hadn’t expected Zhang Deming to refuse him like this.

Originally, he thought Zhang Deming would tell him Liu Hu’s whereabouts, but now it seems that he had underestimated Zhang Deming’s resolve. If Liu Hu’s whereabouts aren’t found today, reporting back might be difficult, and this isn’t the outcome the middle-aged man wants.

However, if Zhang Deming doesn’t want to speak, there’s nothing he can do. Even though they control ways to manipulate others, if someone genuinely wants to die, they are powerless.

"Zhang Deming, since you wish to die, I’ll grant you that. But before then, I’ll let you witness your wife’s brutal death, and I will make you regret your decision!" The middle-aged man’s eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent as he coldly addressed Zhang Deming.

Yet Zhang Deming’s expression wasn’t the least bit fearful; instead, he showed a hint of relief and laughed lightly at the man before him, "You’re so eager to find Liu Hu’s whereabouts because those behind you are scared, right? If you can’t find Liu Hu, your troubles will be bigger than mine. We can meet again in the afterlife; it’s no big deal.’

Zhang Deming’s sarcastic words only fueled the man’s anger, yet he knew they rang true.

But right now, he couldn’t care less. Zhang Deming had stirred his wrath, so with one movement, he decided to move against Zhang Deming’s wife first.

Just as he intended to act against Zhang Deming’s wife, suddenly, a round of applause erupted in the courtyard.

The applause was jarring at this moment, and no one expected it. The middle-aged man paused his actions and instinctively looked towards the source.

What he saw shocked everyone present.

The newcomer was none other than Liu Hun, who had just entered the courtyard. Despite hearing only part of the previous conversation, Liu Hun felt a sense of admiration for Zhang Deming.

Even when his family was threatened, Zhang Deming never considered sacrificing the nation. Such a person was worthy of leadership.

In this regard, Zhang Deming was someone Liu Hun could respect.

"Liu Hun!" Being part of the power behind the junior apprentice sister, the middle-aged man naturally recognized Liu Hun.

At this moment, seeing Liu Hun, his face immediately showed deep fear. Even those behind him feared Liu Hun, instructing them never to harm Liu Hun.

While these orders seemed trivial, they implied that they couldn’t harm Liu Hun, but Liu Hun could harm them.

This outcome wasn’t desirable, and he hadn’t anticipated Liu Hun appearing at such a crucial moment.

Liu Hun’s appearance signaled the complete failure of his mission.

"Yes, it’s me. Why, does it feel strange?" Liu Hun looked at everyone, his face calm as he spoke to them.