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

"She must have violated the rules!"

"Hey - why can she still run! This is unscientific. Does anyone care about it?"

A black man shouted behind Feng Yin, but unfortunately no one answered.

Running requires rhythm. The black man who shouted did not dare to waste his energy on shouting. Looking at the wind in front of him who was still accelerating, he said: Madman!

After complaining, he didn't dare to speak again and tried his best to catch up.

At the same time, people watching the excitement on both sides of the road and the camera crew driving ahead to record the scene learned the reason for Feng Yin's desperate acceleration through the 5G network speed.

"Grandma's! Trash!"

"Go to hell!"

People on both sides of the road who knew the news spread quickly, resulting in more and more people knowing what black people said.

The spectators were furious, waving their arms and expressing their dissatisfaction at the running black people.

I don’t know how many paper cups were smashed into the field, and there were boos and countless people who wanted to rush into the track and beat someone up.

The scene was once out of control.

Feng Yin, who was in the lead, noticed this situation and kept her speed and stretched out her hand forward.

The camera crew on the recording car in front looked at Feng Yin in confusion and asked loudly: "What?"

Feng Yin doesn't have much strength, and now she relies on a special way to adjust her breath.

After a few breaths, Feng Yin shouted: "Horn!"

The camera crew understood and hurriedly found the speaker.

But how should I hand it to Feng Yin?

They are not allowed to affect the pace and rhythm of the contestants, that is against the rules.

Fortunately, Feng Yin didn't let the other party think for a long time, and she accelerated again.

This acceleration caused the black man who was catching up behind him to curse in a common international language: Fake!

How could she still have the strength to speed up!

Marathon is a long-term race that focuses on rhythm, but why doesn’t this person run according to the routine?

Feng Yin didn't look at anything behind her, she just looked forward. Feng Yin, who accelerated, ran to the side of the car where the camera crew was riding, stretched out his hand, and got the horn.

The camera crew had already turned on the switch. Feng Yin put the speaker to his mouth, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Don't mess up! I will win!"

Feng Yin yelled out these five words with firmness and a sense of control, recorded them, and handed them back to the camera crew.

The camera crew understood Feng Yin's intention.

They played the loudspeaker on a loop, and the originally riotous crowd gradually calmed down.

"Stop! Feng Yin said she would win, and she will definitely win! She is Feng Yin!"

"Feng Yin said that the words of the winner are more convincing. Don't let our actions affect Feng Yin's rhythm."

“Together we help her become the winner she is today.”

The trumpet sounded again.

The originally agitated crowd looked over at the sound and saw a man riding on the neck of another man, holding a loudspeaker in his hand and shouting.

There was a woman next to them, holding a large cardboard sign in her hand that read: Feng Yin will win, don't make trouble!

The trio took action.

They really understand Feng Yin's thoughts.

They understand Feng Yin's determination to win and the meaning of winning.

Li Sanyi kept shouting, and Zhang Boer was carrying Li Sanyi. The two of them were like giants, walking in the direction of the contestants, talking as they walked.

Lin Yu held up the sign, and everyone she passed by was persuaded by her: Feng Yin, my boss will win.

The three people's confidence and belief in Feng Yin affected the people around them.

The police, who had dared to come to maintain order at the scene, saw only one thing in their minds: It must be Feng Yin.