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

"Gee, you scared me."

A spoonful of warm seaweed and egg soup flowed down the boy's head to his forehead, face, and neck.

Feng Yin, who was smiling, looked at the boy without fear or fear, with a naked expression in his eyes: It's me, what can you do!

Feng Yin is a person who focuses on not suffering a loss.

It doesn't matter whether you are eighty or three years old.

It wasn't intentional, there was a chance; it was intentional, it was revenge on the spot, and the main theme was a hot night.

The boy understood, the hatred and disgust in his pupils were as real as substance.

He didn't cry or make trouble, he just stared at Feng Yin silently, staring hard.

"Why did you spill it! Oh my God, hurry up, change your clothes!"

Both the head teacher and the life teacher saw it, especially when they saw it was this boy, their hearts trembled. Oh no!

"Feng Yin, you go take care of the other children, and I'll change his clothes."

The main class teacher went to pull the boy, but Feng Yin turned around and handed the soup basin to the main class teacher.

"I come."

Feng Yin stretched out his hand and said with indescribable tenderness: "Let's go, the teacher will help you change clothes."

The boy was immobile and uncooperative.

"As your teacher, I can't let you stay like this. If you don't move, I will have no choice but to force you to move!"

Feng Yin was not joking, she had already reached out to grab the boy.

"Play this set!"

The boy who was sitting suddenly hugged Feng Yin's arm and bit Feng Yin's wrist viciously.

Feng Yin had been wary of the boy for a long time, how could he let him succeed.

The other hand reached the battlefield in seconds and pressed against the boy's forehead. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move an inch.

"Ah——I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

The boy roared, gave up his decision to bite, and swung his two small arms in the air, kicking with his two feet in turn.

This action is skillful at first sight. Feng Yin's technical type took a step back, relying on the length of his arms, he put one hand on the boy's head and let the boy wave his limbs in place.

No matter how the boy waved, he couldn't reach Feng Yin.

This feeling of powerlessness made the boy even more angry.

"what---"

He backed away.

The next second after he stepped back, he picked up the small chair next to him, raised it high, and threw it at the child next to him!

Little bastard!

Feng Yin stepped forward, grabbed the chair leg with one hand, and slid sideways to block the little girl who was being beaten.

Seeing that he failed, the boy casually reached for the dinner plate on the table, flipped it over, and the boy's dinner plate sitting across from him hit the floor with a crash.

Feng Yin snorted coldly, grabbed the boy's arm, and controlled the boy with a backhand grab.

"It's against you!"

The main class teacher was stunned, with only one word in his mind: It's over!

The life teacher was stunned and had another word in his mind: It’s time to change jobs.

"Uuuuuuu——Teacher!"

One or two timid children cried.

The kindergarten class was in chaos in the blink of an eye.

[It only took one minute, why did it happen like this! 】

[Feng Yin: Why does an adult bully a child/]

[Are you blind upstairs? A kid who bites, a kid who hits the innocent kid next to him with a stool, a kid who overturns a dinner plate at will, doesn’t he need to be controlled? 】

[It was Feng Yin who was stingy. The child's plate was turned over unintentionally. She must have spilled the soup on purpose. 】

[Don’t scold me, I’m being honest. The little boy’s dinner plate was fine, but he suddenly overturned it. 】