After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

"Where's my son! You just ignore it!"

The middle-aged woman screamed heartbreakingly, yelling about the injustice of fate and the cruelty of God.

"How can this be done! My son is the one! He is the one!"

"Ah, I planned to send him to college and hold a wedding for him, but now, I have to hold a funeral for him! A funeral -"

The woman fell to her knees on the ground, crying dryly and her voice hoarse.

"Please, please look for him again. I want to take him home and hold a funeral. I want to see him again, just one look."

The woman's pleas and sorrowful roars made many people shed tears.

[I can’t imagine this mother’s heartache. 】

[I was planning a graduation ceremony and a wedding, but what I didn’t expect was a funeral. I burst into tears. 】

[A funeral without a body is really a hurdle that this mother cannot overcome in her life. How cold the river is. 】

[Where's the wind chanting, come up the wind chanting!Aren’t you the most capable? 】

There were actually some people making sarcastic remarks about Feng Yin, but there were also people who felt sympathy and asked Feng Yin in the comment area if he could help the mother.

At this time, Feng Yin took off his oxygen mask and was resting on the side.

Even though it was her, her physical strength was somewhat exhausted by now.

Li Sanyi, who was holding the live broadcast mobile phone, subconsciously did not want Feng Yin to continue.

It was getting dark, her energy was exhausted, and it was too dangerous to go down any further.

Li Sanyi turned slightly to the side, wanting to leave with his phone, and began to remind Feng Yin that it was time to end the live broadcast.

Feng Yin immediately understood Li Sanyi's strangeness, and she stretched out her hand.

"Let me see."

"Don't look, it's time to end, it's been so long."

"You have no strength!" Li Sanyi reminded, reluctantly handing the phone to Feng Yin.

Feng Yin, who got the phone and saw the comments in the comment section, raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Sanyi sideways.

"That's it?"

"Are you worried that my Holy Mother's Heart will overflow?"

"You are always afraid that I will commit a crime and get in. Why do you think differently now?"

Feng Yin looked at the live broadcast room. Internet trolls and Weiwei Holy Heart people asked Feng Yin sarcastically why he didn't help the lady. Weiwei Holy Heart people thought they were good at persuading Feng Yin. Just help.

"You have really caught up with the good times. Now pigs can go online and play with their mobile phones."

"What gave you the illusion that I am a good person? My biggest wish is just four words, to get something for nothing!"

"You don't do anything that has anything to do with people. You are really a bunch of toads pretending to be little frogs, ugly flowers."

Cursing people is definitely Feng Yin's source of motivation.

After taking several bottles of the nutritional supplements given by Lin Yu, Feng Yin felt that his body's strength had recovered a lot.

She asked Officer Wang for a pen and paper, and started calculating in front of a certain kind of people and netizens in the live broadcast room.

"The bus has a speed of 58 per hour and a weight of 23 tons... The water flow in the river is [-] per second, and the wind is from the southwest today..."

Under the camera, every time Feng Yin writes a number with her right hand, the fingers of her left hand jump on the paper, as if she is playing the piano, but she writes a number the next second to let everyone know that she is calculating.

On the white paper, with a few strokes, a picture is formed.

The spot where the bus fell into the water and the place where the bus was recovered are clearly visible.

"The first guy I found here, he said he was at this location on the bus..."

"So, the area where people were washed away is about...here. Based on the speed of the water flow, we should recover the bodies...here."