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

111 Threat
Feng Yin led Ala to the RV of the male number one.

The little assistant stepped forward to knock on the door, while Feng Yin stared at the sign on the car behind.

Enemy road is narrow!

The door opened, and a male star Feng Yin was familiar with appeared, smiling kindly at the assistant.

"Brother Yang, your dog has been found."

"Great, I—"

Yang Huasheng's eyes fixed on Feng Yin's body, and he almost couldn't hide his smug smile.

"Isn't this Feng Yin?"

"I walk the dog."

Feng Yin didn't want to talk to Yang Huasheng.

This man, when Feng Yin was the rich second generation, followed Feng Yin's ass all day long, pretending to be affectionate, it was disgusting.

The original owner didn't like him at all, but he didn't care about the small money, so he occasionally gave him one or two small roles, but he didn't expect to be the number one male now.

Feng Shui turns around in turns, after turning to another house, turn to another house, but not through my house.

Feng Yin had one set of words in his mind, and as for the live broadcast room, it was closed again.

The crew won't let go.

"It's all reduced to walking the dog. It's really... at least we are friends. Why don't we come up and drink some water."

"Don't drink."

Refusing to be straightforward is a bit embarrassing.

"It's really...as straightforward as always, if I don't drink Fengyin's glass of water, I won't be able to use your dog very well."

Yang Huasheng concluded that Fengyin was short of money, and the blatant threat made the little assistant who was leading the way go away long ago, and he didn't hear anything out of the window.

There are non-disclosure agreements when working on the crew, which also includes helping artists keep some secrets.

Feng Yin smiled.

She smiled beautifully, which was one of the reasons why Yang Huasheng made things difficult for her.

He has been a licking dog for so long, and he has never even held a little hand.

"Yang Huasheng, I called you a dog, and I insulted Alaska next to it. After all, its IQ is higher than yours."

"Interesting, I would like to know if you are still so stubborn when you have no money to eat."

Feng Yin held Ala's hand and said, "At least I have a place where I can get hard, right?"

"you--"

Yang Huasheng pointed at Feng Yin angrily, and Feng Yin looked at Yang Huasheng innocently.

"Why, scare me? Not only can I say it, but I also have evidence. After all, some people don't have much to see if they take off their clothes, but it's really eye-catching."

Yang Huasheng's pupils dilated.

"You are talking nonsense!"

"Okay, then treat me as nonsense, do you dare to bet?"

Do you dare to bet?

Those four words were like a loaded gun pressed against Yang Huasheng's temple. Would he dare to bet that there was no bullet in the gun?
dare not.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to see you for such a long time. Your acting skills have improved a lot."

Feng Yin sneered, touched Alaska next to him, and whispered in its ear: "Play well with him, if he hurts you, bite him!"

Yang Huasheng, who was standing on top of the RV, said with a fake smile, "You really love to joke."

"And scum, I never joke."

Feng Yin did not accept the steps sent by Yang Huasheng at all, even if she went down the steps, Yang Huasheng would not be grateful to her.

Yang Huasheng stood awkwardly at the door. Feng Yin looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you still acting?"

"Correct!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Huasheng got out of the car and walked to the side of Alaska, wanting to touch it with one hand but not daring to touch it.

"You are right about one thing. I need money very much. If I can't earn it, I can only take a shortcut. What do you think I will do?"

The vague threat made Yang Huasheng's hand finally land on Alaska's head.

"That's right, that's all."

The invisible little assistant left immediately and informed the director.

(End of this chapter)