Live debt collection, one follow the whole network scared to cry!

Chapter 345

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that Fangfang was about to leave with the young girl next to her, the old lady didn't dare to grab Jiang Ningning's arm and grabbed Fangfang.

"Damn bastard, what are you going to do, you..."

Jiang Ningning didn't want to hear her spoiling, "Didn't you tell Fangfang to take the money to pay off the debt? Fangfang went home to get the money."

The old lady's spittle-spitting scolding stopped suddenly, and she looked at Fangfang in disbelief.

Fangfang grabbed her bag strap and glanced at Jiang Ningning.

Jiang Ningning gave her a comforting look and nodded at her.

Fangfang said to the old lady, "Well, I'm going home."

The old lady immediately turned her head to talk to Zhang Yang, "Did you hear that, your wife gave you money, what are you still doing, hurry up and leave."

Zhang Yang almost lost his life.

Now my heart is still flustered.

My mind is full of the moment when I just fell off the roof.

He was scared to death.

My hands and feet were weak, and I couldn't stand up at all.

The old lady muttered angrily, and stepped forward to help him up.

They wanted to go home, and the people who watched the excitement here were gone, so naturally they dispersed in twos and threes.

The police told me to cherish life and live well, and then left.

Fangfang's home is in this community.

Room 303.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Ningning frowned and looked directly at a room with a closed door.

The old lady put Zhang Yang on the sofa and sat down, then turned to ask Fangfang for money, "Where's the money?"

[No, is this old lady worried about the child? 】

[I don't understand why Fangfang didn't get a divorce when she could earn money by herself. 】

[Have you seen the pictures on the wall? 】

During the discussion on the barrage, Jiang Ningning looked away from the door with chills, and turned to look elsewhere in the room.

living room.

The TV wall opposite the sofa has been made into a photo wall, and various photos are pasted, many of them.

In the photo, there are some group photos from the student days.

Young children are wearing school uniforms, squatting, sitting or standing.

Jiang Ningning recognized Zhang Yang and Fang Fang when they were students, "Are you classmates?"

Fangfang was worried about her son, but Jiang Ningning asked and answered.

"Well, we have been classmates since junior high school."

The old lady answered with a look of pride.

"My son and my daughter-in-law have been in love since junior high school, the second year of junior high school, three years in high school, four years in college, and three years in graduate school. I didn't say that, their relationship is childhood sweetheart."

After speaking, he urged Fangfang again.

"So how can you be so ruthless to ignore Zhang Yang and still want to get a divorce, what kind of divorce, he just can't make money temporarily, and it's not like he won't be able to make money all the time. Go and get the money."

After finishing speaking, she pulled the bag on Fangfang's shoulder.

"It's not like I said, you have more than 2 yuan for a bag. You are so willing to give up on yourself, why are you so stingy with Zhang Yang? Are you really someone out there? Have you hidden Xiaole? You have been with me for so many years. How can you be so vicious in your feelings!"

Fangfang didn't want to say a word to the old lady.

Just ask Jiang Ningning, "Can I find my son?"

Jiang Ningning told her personally, and she can find it.

All she wanted was to find her son.

Going crazy.

Jiang Ningning hummed, and said to the old lady, "Why does your son owe money?"

Fangfang was furious, and quickly answered for the old lady, "He lost money in business and owed a loan to the bank."

Jiang Ningning raised her eyebrows, "Then why are there people blocking the door for debt collection?"

Fangfang wanted to say that you should stop asking these questions and help me find my son.

Find me Xiaole, you can ask me whatever you want.

or.

I don't care about these anymore, I don't care anymore, I don't care anymore.I just want my son.

Not to mention that Fangfang urged Jiang Ningning, Jiang Ningning suddenly looked at Zhang Yang.

"You are lying, what you owe is not money from the bank at all, what you owe is usury."

Fangfang was taken aback, and blurted out: "No, it's the money from the bank. I went with him at the time."

Jiang Ningning said word by word: "You went to the bank with him to borrow 10 yuan, and he said it would be used for business?"

Zhang Yang, who had been silent on the sofa for a long time, suddenly got up from the sofa, pointed to Jiang Ningning and said, "Who are you, get out, get out of my house!"

After speaking, he strode out.

"I'm going to find Xiao Le, my son is gone, why are you still beeping here, I'm going to find my son, looking for my son, my son is gone, Xiao Le, don't be afraid, Dad is here to find you."

Zhang Yang seemed to be crazy.

Take big strides.

Just when he was about to walk to the door.

boom!
A loud noise suddenly came from behind.

No matter what was being discussed in the live broadcast room, the topic was highly unified immediately.

[Smash, smash, smash! 】

[Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! 】

[I want to see, I want to see, I want to see! 】

Zhang Yang turned his head abruptly.

Jiang Ningning turned her wrist and stood beside the TV wall.

The originally good TV wall was smashed into a hole.

The photo that was originally hung there was a family portrait of him, Fang Fang and Xiao Le's family of three.

Now the photo falls to the ground.

The photo frame was broken, the glass was cracked, and the smiles of the people in the photos were torn apart.

Zhang Yang's heart beat violently, and the old lady rushed towards Jiang Ningning.

"What are you doing, are you sick, why did you come to my house and smash the wall, you are crazy, you..."

For a moment, he rushed over and remembered the burning feeling when he was grabbed by this woman's wrist at the scene of jumping off the building.

No matter how angry the old lady was, she didn't dare to rush directly to Jiang Ningning.

Instead, pick the soft persimmons.

He turned around and slapped Fangfang on the face.

"What kind of vicious mind are you, to bring this kind of person to your home? What are you doing! You and Zhang Yang have been in love for more than ten years, and you don't care about the relationship between husband and wife at all!"

[I rely on it!This old lady is really a shrew. 】

[Ning Ning hurry up, punish her! 】

[I'm about to explode, where's my antihypertensive medicine!Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!I'm furious! 】

[Fangfang, are you an idiot, don't you know how to hide?Ah, I'm really going to die of anger! 】

The live broadcast room was full of angry howls.

The moment Fangfang was slapped across the face.

Jiang Ningning reached into the hole that was smashed out and took out something.

Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, so he turned back and walked back, "Put it down! You put it down!"

Jiang Ningning looked at him with raised eyebrows, "What is this?"

Fangfang's face was flushed red by the old lady's slap, she didn't care about the pain, she stepped forward, looked at the plastic bag in Jiang Ningning's hand and asked, "What is this?"

Zhang Yang was furious and wanted to take the bag back.

The moment he reached out his hand, his pupils trembled.

Looking at Jiang Ningning's cell phone in astonishment, "Are you live?"

He punched a hole in the wall.

Still live.

He almost staggered and almost fell to the ground, "Are you the debt collector on the live broadcast, yes, Jiang Ningning?"

Jiang Ningning grinned at him, "Thanks to you, so, do you confess yourself or should I continue smashing?"

[Eighty big punches, sixty small punches. 】

[What kind of nonsense, of course it’s smashing, otherwise the fathers will make you a data map!
[Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! 】

(End of this chapter)