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

The disgusted expressions and voices of everyone made Li Jun, who was in the vomit, not want to get up.

His face will be lost here all his life!

The unbearable pungent smell made Li Jun retch again, frightening him to get up immediately.

After Li Jun stood up, he found that the area around him was empty.

"Where are the people! Where have they gone!"

Li Jun is looking for Xiao Loliyin.

The car hasn’t been paid for yet!

When Li Jun lay down, little Loliyin reacted very quickly, took her bag, and ran away.

"Ah——fuck! Why didn't you stop her!"

Li Jun became angry and roared at Feng Yin who was closest to him.

A unanimous comment immediately appeared in the comment area: After choosing from a thousand choices, I picked the hardest bone to crack.

"I'm watching a play. If she doesn't run away, the play won't be as exciting, don't you think?"

Feng Yin took the chair and stepped back more than a meter, talking as he walked.

"I have to stay away from you. The smell is weird. The scum smell is so deep into my bones that I can't even buy disinfectant to get rid of it."

"Ouch, this face looks like a piece of money-losing stuff that didn't sell in the 19th century and was thrown away in the 20th century?"

"That's right, you do have to lose money, but this face can't be sold for much."

The wind chants to irritate people, and it doesn't have a single curse word in it, and it's specially designed to irritate people's lungs and tubes.

Li Jun was so excited by Feng Yin's words that he was almost fuming, and his face that could have been seen at first was completely distorted.

"You--you wait!"

Feng Yin said indifferently: "You are not money, why should I wait for you? Judging from the logic of your words, when it leaves the factory from the Lord of Hell, only one piece of skin is approved and then comes out."

Li Jun became more and more angry as he looked at Feng Yin's face.

At this moment, Li Jun even thinks that good-looking women are gold diggers.

"Ah——" He started.

The moment Li Jun raised his fist, the live broadcast room had already begun to mourn for him, and even lit rows of white candles to wish him a good journey.

Feng Yin slowly lowered his legs, adjusted the angle, and kicked him out.

A sound of "Ouch——" pierced the sky, and several gay men subconsciously covered their lower third position.

Ouch, it looks like it hurts!

Li Jun was indeed in pain. He was rolling on the ground holding his son in pain.

"I was acting in self-defense. Really, the shoes I finally cleaned were dirty."

Li Jun couldn't be scolded or beaten, and the car was broken down.

In the end, he could only change the tires, cursed and drove away with the car full of big holes. He went back to the rental car dealership to see how much compensation he would have to pay, and finally he had to go find Xiao Loliyin.

Li Jun did know the address of Xiao Loli's home, so he was not in a hurry. He could run away but the monk could not run away from the temple.

A hearty farce ended here.

Master Yang and the other two masters continued to repair the car, and the passengers of Pinke developed a lot of feelings because of a gossip.

Pinke's master stared at the tires, touched his chin with one hand and said, "It's strange. I saw several cars with broken tires along the way."

"Grandma, did someone put nails somewhere?"

As soon as Master Pinke finished speaking, a white car also drove into the repair shop. For the same reason, the tire was broken.

Feng Yin went over to help check and found the same nails in the tires as Master Pinke's tires.

This time, Master Pinke’s guess gained support from more people.

Master Yang, wearing gloves, stood at the door and looked at the direction of the passing vehicles.

"Cars are all coming from south to north. There are several car repair shops over there."