After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

Chapter 10 The Fate of Dogs and Men and Women, Ghosts' Feet Grow Backwards
Zhang Feng's face darkened, no one had dared to treat him like this before.

He looked at the headset Sister Ahua was wearing, "Who are you calling? That person must be sowing discord, we can't see how our husband and wife are doing well!"

Sister Ahua said calmly: "The house belongs to me, and all my salary is invested in you. Take the money and the car and get out!"

Seeing that the matter was irreversible, Zhang Feng suddenly changed his face, "I lost all my investment money, I have no money, I want a house!"

This house has increased by 80 million in a year, and any fool knows how to choose.

He finally noticed that Sister Ahua was broadcasting live, so he rushed up and wanted to knock down the phone.

The aunt, who had been standing by the side, stood in front of Sister Ahua with a knife, "Try to move!"

Zhang Feng was afraid of the knife in Auntie's hand, knowing that he would not be able to get things done tonight, he suppressed his anger, "I'll go to the hotel first, but if you want a divorce, the house must be given to me! You'd better think clearly whether you want to leave or not!"

The cousin hurriedly chased after him, "Cousin, wait for me!"

[This man is so shameless, I want to hit someone! 】

[The sinister look in his eyes just now scared me, this person is definitely not a kind person! 】

[Why does a scumbag cheat and take advantage of it! 】

Mingzhuo glanced at the barrage, picked up the brush and drew a few times in the air, the movements were casual and with a strange rhythm, and then made a pat movement towards the camera.

Sister Ahua, who was staring at the screen, felt as if something was rushing towards her face, she closed her eyes subconsciously, but when she opened them again, there was nothing.

Ming Zhuo: "He dare not ask for a house."

As soon as the words fell, there was a shrill scream outside the door: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

The aunt held up the knife and looked outside the door, "It's strange, those two people seem to be chasing ghosts, they crawled into the elevator."

There was another howl of ghosts and wolves in the elevator.

Aunt felt a little nervous: "...there is no ghost, right?"

Ming Zhuo: "Those two people have ghosts in their hearts, alas, what a pity, the cousin is not pregnant at all."

Netizens: "!!!"

Ming Zhuo stretched his waist, "So go to the company to report it now, and the company can directly fire the two without compensation."

[My 40cm big knife was almost confiscated. 】

[It is reasonable to speculate that if it weren't for the host, Sister Ahua might be plotted to death by a scumbag. 】

[Probably divorced, the house and money are gone, dogs and men live and fly together, colleagues help vent their anger and are caught, and finally lost their jobs. 】

Sister Ahua gritted her teeth: "I'll go to the company to report it tomorrow, and it won't make life easier for the dog and man!"

She has a good temper, but she also has a bad temper.

As the first college student in the village, she worked hard to get to her current position and gain a firm foothold in the big city.

The reason why he took care of his cousin so much was because he was in the same situation and wanted to give her a hand.

It's easy to talk about anything else, but it's absolutely not allowed to engage in her work!
Her husband always complained about the pressure in the big cities, and wanted to transfer back to the city where his hometown was located, and rely on his qualifications in the head office to get a director.

dream!She made the two of them lie down completely, and go back to their hometown to pick their feet!
She rewarded another 1 yuan, and solemnly said thank you several times.

Ming Zhuo: "You're welcome, but someone wants to say thank you to you."

Sister Ahua, who was about to cut off Lianmai, was taken aback for a moment, and she had a vague guess in her heart.

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The picture was interrupted, Ming Zhuo withdrew his gaze.

It was a very thin and shy girl, vaguely recognizable of her delicate appearance before birth.

It's just bad luck. I was swept away by my ex-boyfriend for 10,000+, fell into self-infighting, and finally suffered from severe depression.

There is no sense of existence in life, and it has caused a lot of trouble for others after death.

Sister Ahua's bouquet of flowers brought brilliant colors to her gray life for the first time.

Such a weak ghost, without any grievances, is even afraid of the kitchen knife in the hand of the aunt, but he can muster up the courage to deal with the scumbag and the mistress.

In this case, I should help her myself, and the revenge must be thorough.

That ex-boyfriend who stole other people's hard-earned money still wants to live a good life as if nothing happened?How can this be done, of course, he must be punished severely by the suffering master, and go to prison for food.

[Boss, you are so cool! 】

[Awesome host! 】

[I admit that I spoke a little louder to the anchor before. 】

[If this was acted, then I would give the actors 5 points of praise, the acting skills are amazing. 】

[The script is good, and the scumbag boy who bumped into a ghost in the end is a stroke of genius, very touching! 】

Mingzhuo glanced at the barrage and smiled slightly. Most people were shocked, only a small number of netizens insisted on their own opinions and were singing the opposite tune.

But it doesn't matter if you sing a different tune. Seeing the surge in the number of people in the live broadcast room, she reminded, "There are still two hexagrams, hurry up."

[No, unless the anchor proves it again. 】The rebellious netizen is laughing.

Many people are hesitant to wait and see. Although 300 yuan is not much, they don't want to be taken advantage of and pay IQ tax.

Wang Licheng sneered, tipped 300 yuan, and asked for Lianmai.

He is a college student, and his uncle just sent him the link to the live broadcast room, asking him to help crack down on counterfeiting.

It happened that he was bored with reading and wanted to enter the entertainment industry to live a good life where the stars are all over the moon and he can make a lot of money. This is a good opportunity to show off.

Wang Licheng greeted with a smile: "Good evening anchor, good evening everyone."

Wearing a beige sweater, he looked like a clean and fresh boy, and the barrage immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

[Handsome good evening~~]

[Wow, it's my favorite type. 】

Wang Licheng looked at the barrage and smiled confidently. He knew that he would be popular. This is a world that depends on faces.

He looked at the pair of plain white hands in the anchor's camera, and wondered if the other party would think he was too handsome and pester him endlessly?
Alas, he wants to sleep for beauty, and the beauty of the prosperous age needs to be well maintained.

"Anchor, you are amazing, you can definitely solve my problem!"

The corners of Ming Zhuo's lips curled up: "Of course I'm a god, otherwise you wouldn't be looking for me, right?"

"Then I'll say it." Wang Licheng continued.

"I'm a college student. Every day I study in the library at night, and I don't leave until eleven o'clock."

"The library is on a remote road from the apartment. There are few street lights and more trees, and the light is very dim. In recent days, people have been secretly burning paper money there."

"Every night, I would see a woman standing under a tree with her feet facing the wall, her back turned to me, motionless, and she didn't know what she was doing."

"For several days in a row, I felt that I was being watched, but when I turned around, I saw the back of a woman with long hair and her heels facing me."

"But I still felt something was wrong, until one day, I saw a book of folk tales in the library."

"It said that ghosts' feet grow backwards! So it's a female ghost. She didn't turn her back to me, but she was watching me all the time!"

Netizens: "!!!"

All of a sudden, the hair stood on end, oh my god, this is too scary!
Ming Zhuo tapped his finger on the criminal law book, "Everyone must believe in science."

Wang Licheng: "Anchor, should I count the horoscope for you?"

"Okay." Mingyu said.

When she saw the horoscope, she sighed, "You are indeed in a lot of trouble."

Wang Licheng saw that she was hooked, and pretended to be scared, "Really? I haven't hurt anyone, so why did this happen to me?"

(End of this chapter)