He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts

It might be better to miss it, why did his body still move involuntarily?

Because he is a doctor? Because he takes saving lives and healing the wounded as his duty? Because he can't do nothing?

Because of procedural justice? Because even the most vicious gangster should have the opportunity to defend himself in court?

But after thinking about it, he felt that none of these answers were convincing enough.

Duan Feizhuo raised his head and stared at Z's blind eyes.

"When I was young, I knew a famous detective from the East. He said such a sentence, and I have always regarded it as a standard." Duan Feizhuo said in a deep voice, "Killing people may require sufficient motivation, but saving people does not require a reason."

Z's expression twisted.

Duan Feizhuo went on to say, "Even if you kill me here today, I still want to say that no matter who Duncan McLean is, whether he is an ordinary person or a mystic, whether he is an innocent person or a criminal, I am To save him, and I don't think I did anything wrong."