Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 642 It's Disgusting
"You idiots, did you believe that cripple just now? Did you take it seriously when the water god said that shit smells good? This old man seems to be an honest farmer at first glance. The water god actually wants to be famous. Splashing dirty water has simply refreshed our three views."

"Upstairs, people make mistakes, horses make mistakes, what's the matter if you don't see right for a while? Can you not be a troll?"

"Upstairs, am I the one who sprayed it? If someone properly suspects you of murder, are you willing?"

There was a lot of noise on the screen, a killing intent flashed in the eyes of the old man, he turned around and left.

Fu Bao's voice came from here: "You can't run away, the police are already at your door."

"It's as true as it sounds!"

Just as countless words like this popped up on the screen, there was a sharp beep from the computer.

Then the door was kicked open with a slam.

A group of police officers with loaded guns rushed in, and the two immediately subdued the old man who was about to escape by jumping out of the window.

"Third Hu, you can't escape this time!"

Hu Laosan turned his head abruptly, his ferocious and sinister face was facing the camera head.

"Little bitch, do you dare to call the police?"

Fu Bao replied flatly: "It is everyone's responsibility to eradicate violence and bring peace to the people."

Hu Laosan was escorted out, and the last policeman who went out came back when he was about to go out.

He saluted Fu Bao facing the screen: "Thank you."

Fu Bao smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

It wasn't until the figure of the policeman disappeared that everyone came back to their senses.

"Oh my god, I couldn't believe my eyes, I actually saw a realistic version of the murder scene."

"Friends, are you sure this is not a TV show?"

"Upstairs, have you seen so many police officers come to guest TV dramas? The policeman just now is the leader of the serious crime team, Officer Shen Congshen, who is known as the No. 1 trace expert in China. Can you invite him?"

"My God, water god, please take my knee."

"Water God, from now on, I will be your little brother, God, add a WeChat account!"

The whole network is boiling.

If it was said that curing the lameness of the young man was not enough to convince everyone, then the matter of catching the murderer made Fubao the god in the hearts of the people.

You have the ability to trick a rich young master to help you fool people, and you have the ability to make a lame man pretend to be lame, but you can't even bribe the police. Let's get a murderer to act, right?

Waves of strong faith poured into Fubao like a tide, making Fubao so happy that he didn't know what to do.

"There are three more."

This time, the registration was even crazier, and the network server was completely paralyzed.

The company that owns the network server was terrified, thinking it was a traffic superstar doing the live broadcast, and quickly activated emergency rescue. After finally unblocking it, it was discovered that it was just an unknown new anchor doing the live broadcast.

After figuring out what happened, he immediately ordered to track down the new anchor from all directions. He must find out this anchor and sign a contract with her to use it.

As soon as it was opened this time, all kinds of gifts were frantically sent over, and Fu Bao was dazzled by the sight.

When Fubao figured out that the live broadcast could still make money, he directly typed a line on the Internet: "I will donate all the money to charity organizations, and I will make a list for everyone to monitor."

As soon as these words came out, it aroused rave reviews from the whole people, and the gifts became even crazier.

Fubao picked three more netizens here.

This time, they were all simple symptoms, which were quickly cured.

Wen Tianqi was so excited that her eyeballs turned red.

He didn't expect that Shui Jinglan, a little girl from the countryside, would actually have such great abilities.

"Water God, it's my turn to heal."

Fu Bao nodded.

"Yes, your illness is a bit tricky. I will ask you a question and you will answer it. Only by telling the truth can you be cured."

Wen Tianqi's heart skipped a beat: "Why? Why don't others bother?"

"Are you someone else?"

Fu Bao replied lightly.

At this time, people on the Internet scolded Wen Tianqi again: "Do you want to be treated? If you don't want to be treated, then don't take the spot and don't shit! Some people here want to be treated!"

"That's right, why do you have so many cures? What do you think you are here for? Are you on a program with [-] whys?"

"If I were a water god, I wouldn't treat such a jerky person at all!"

"It means that the water god has a good temper, and he can still listen to him. If it were me, I would have gone to hell."

Wen Tianqi's face was ashen when she saw the scolding of herself on the Internet.

When he is cured, he will definitely find out the websites of these hateful people and take revenge one by one.

Fu Bao typed: "Are you still treating it?"

"rule!"

Wen Tianqi bit the bullet and answered.

"If you tell a lie, you'll get worse. Take care of yourself."

Wen Tianqi paused slightly, then nodded firmly.

Fu Bao smiled.

"You once raped a celebrity, and that celebrity sued you because she didn't want to be humiliated. Then you bit her back and said that she seduced you for resources. In the end, the actress committed suicide by jumping off a building. Is there such a thing?"

Wen Tianqi's heart skipped a beat, then she denied: "No."

"No? Look in the mirror."

Before Wen Tianqi found the mirror, she heard Mrs. Wen scream: "Oh my God, what's wrong with your face? Why are there red spots all over?"

Dr. Zhang said coldly: "It's not a spot, it's a syphilis pus chancre. Patients with advanced syphilis will grow it on their faces. I wanted to say before that syphilis was found in your son's blood."

The screen is full of all kinds of swipes.

"Oh my god, Wen Tianqi still has syphilis, it's simply too scary!"

"What's so scary, even AIDS, is it strange to have syphilis?"

"But don't syphilitic chancres grow in hidden places? Why do they grow on the face?"

"Didn't you hear what Dr. Zhang said, it's late, so it's growing on the face."

"Then does this mean that Wen Tianqi lied, so her condition got worse!"

"Of course! No one can lie to our water god!"

"I remembered that a while ago, it was said that a female star was indiscreet and was unspoken by many investors. Because the resources provided by the investors could not satisfy her, she bit the investors back. In the end, she was blocked. She She kept saying that she was raped, and then jumped off the building, what's the name of that actress?"

"Ruan Yuyu! I remember it very clearly. My God, what Ruan Yuyu said is true."

"Wen Tianqi, go to hell!"

"Scumbag!"

There were voices of anger, denunciation, and curses on the Internet.

Fu Bao typed out a few words: "Young Master Wen, do you want to die or live?"

Wen Tianqi gritted her teeth and remained silent for a long time.

At this time, Mrs. Wen shouted urgently: "Your face, your face!"

He quickly looked into the mirror, only to see that there was only a piece of chancre just now, but now it almost took up the whole sheet, and his whole face was like a toad, so disgusting that it made people want to vomit.

"Professor Zhang, you must save my son."

Mrs. Wen cried and knelt down to Dr. Zhang.

Doctor Zhang avoided it, with a look of disgust on his face.

"I can't save him. The only one who can save him is himself."

Mrs. Wen rushed to Wen Tianqi's side: "Son, tell the truth quickly, tell the truth, as long as you save your life, you can say anything!"

The implication is that as long as the disease is cured, the Wen family must have a way to control the speech.

It's just that Mrs. Wen didn't know that what Fu Bao wanted was not public opinion at all, but to send Wen Tianqi to prison to avenge those who were killed by Wen Tianqi!

(End of this chapter)