Zhan Chengfeng smiled as he looked at everyone's faces, refusing to listen to anyone's persuasion, and stepped back to the edge of the rooftop.
He left his last words heavily and with relief, bidding farewell to everyone, "As you all wished, I choose a clean way to leave. I've made many mistakes in this life, sorry to my parents, sorry to my wife, sorry to my children, sorry to my family, sorry to my country, and most of all, sorry to myself."
As he spoke, tears fell again, and finally, he looked at Zhan Moxiao, "You are excellent, the pride of your father. Having a son like you, my life is not too regrettable."
As the words fell, there was a "bang" of a gunshot, and under all the shocked gazes, the bullet pierced through Zhan Chengfeng's temples, and everyone saw him smile as he fell off the rooftop.
