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

Grandma Zhang screamed and called Feng Yin to call the police.

"Dismemberment case?"

Feng Yin, who shouted "dismemberment case", moved over in three steps and two steps at a time, looking at the speechless Grandma Zhang.

"Is this the meat stuffing case? Are you so vicious!"

Grandma Zhang's eyes almost rolled out of her head. She held a black plastic bag in her hand and handed it forward.

"No, I've never eaten human flesh, so I can't tell if it's stuffed with human flesh."

Grandma Zhang was particularly speechless.

"What are you thinking about all day long? Can you think of something good? When did I say he was dead!"

Feng Yin curled his lips and said: "Then you call the police. Generally, the alarm incidents that occur around me are accompanied by a certain amount of harm."

In order to prove that he was right, Feng Yin looked back at Li Sanyi, who was once again the cameraman of the live broadcast room, and asked, "Do you think so?"

"Yes!

Li Sanyi nodded heavily, walked to Feng Yin's side, and pointed the camera at the black plastic bag.

"Those two are not corpses, right?"

Li Sanyi was still a little worried. He felt that these two strong people were abnormal.

At this time, Feng Yin, who was holding the black plastic bag, felt the texture of his palm and regretted it.

"I think it might be, why don't you step back and not be frightened by the cutie in the live broadcast room."

The gentle wind moans, and the call makes people feel hairy.

Li Sanyi was scared even while holding the phone.

"Feng Yin, netizens have said that they want to see even the heads in here today. If I dare to leave, they will collectively boycott our live broadcast room."

"Hey - my already poor life has become even worse."

Feng Yin, who pretended to wipe away tears, finally opened the black plastic bag under the witness of the camera.

Red, stacks of banknotes appeared in the camera, and netizens were surprised that this was the case.

In an instant, they understood Feng Yin's thoughts.

"You've all seen it, I can't keep it all to myself." "The wind roars!"

Li Sanyi reminded him, and Feng Yin suddenly smiled.

"Hahahaha! You must have been deceived by me! A good citizen like me must be able to make money without knowing it. I just tested you!"

Li Sanyi, Grandma Zhang and netizens quietly watched Feng Yin acting there.

[Just wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth and I will believe you. 】

[If you accept the love in your eyes, I will believe you. 】

[If your acting skills were better, I would believe you. 】

Netizens joked one after another, and Feng Yin suddenly smiled.

"True and false, false and true, let's see how much money we have. Is it real money?"

Feng Yin carried the bag and walked down to the garbage pile. He opened the plastic bags on the ground and took them out one by one. There were eight piles in total.

"When it comes to the talent show, we officially begin."

Under the camera, Feng Yin opened a pile of money and started counting.

The technique is professional, fast, clean and neat, making it a good choice for a bank teller.

It took Feng Yin less than four minutes to count the eight piles of money. They were exactly 80,000 yuan, real money.

"I feel deeply sad to see that you are real. Although we have just met, I want to say that I really love you."

Under Feng Yin's exaggerated performance, he called the police.

The police arrived very quickly, almost as soon as Feng Yin finished making the call.

"What's your speed?"

"I'm here to stay in your live broadcast room."

Feng Yin suddenly realized it, looked down at the money on the ground, touched it lovingly for the last time and said: "We are destined to be inseparable after all. Next time you find me, you must be more secretive."

After finishing the farewell ceremony, Feng Yin finally stood up. (End of chapter)