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

Chapter 134
"Bullshit!"

Majestic and full of nonsense, the movements of several people were suspended, Feng Yin looked out following the sound, blinked, and looked at the photo on the mourning hall.

She handed the ashes in her hand to Fu Changgui.

"Let's fall."

Feng Yin took a few steps back in time, took the live broadcast mobile phone, and aimed at the old man at the door.

"I didn't expect me to cry so well. I haven't played yet. People are resurrected by my crying."

In the live broadcast room, netizens saw the portraits in the black-and-white photos and the old man standing at the door, and they were horrified.

People are not dead?Who are those ashes?
Who burned it?
"Dad, dad, you, you, you, you—"

Fu Changgui stuttered. The urn in his hand weighed as much as a thousand pounds. He wanted to throw it away but it was too heavy. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

The woman was also dumbfounded, what's going on?what happened?Isn't it dead?And who did she burn to death?
The old man at the door came in with a cane, tapped the ground, looked at Fu Changgui and said, "You still know how to come back to see me, you have a conscience."

"you---"

The old man's crutch suddenly changed direction, pointed at the woman, and said aggressively: "You really hope that I die soon."

"dad--"

"Don't call me dad, I don't have a daughter like you, never have."

"You think I don't know about your little tricks, hum!"

The old man snorted, and the woman sat on the ground limply. He knew that he was not dead.

"Put the box down, it's not me inside, why are you crying!"

"No—who is this?"

"My son-in-law."

The old man said, "I raised a bastard." With a click, the box fell to the ground.

"Don't waste it, these are all good medicinal materials."

Feng Yin stepped forward, took a plastic bag he had taken out from nowhere, and put away a box of tortoise's ashes.

What happened next was very simple, the woman was taken away.

It turned out that the old man set up a trap, one was to force the man back, and the other was to get rid of the family thieves.

That's why there are fake deaths and fake funerals.

The mourning didn't work out, and I watched a story about a wealthy family.

When the police officers dispatched saw Feng Yin, they even said hello.

I don't know when, many public security agencies have paid attention to Feng Yin, it seems that she has a magical physique.

Wherever you go, where things happen, it is very miraculous and unexpectedly effective.

Feng Yin held up the phone and watched the ending.

That old man was not bad, he paid them a few salaries, although he didn't cry, he was considered a witness anyway.

Fu Changgui and the old man left together, and they couldn't participate in the future.

Feng Yin took the three people who had been cleansed and a dog, got into the car and left.

In the car, Lin Yu said with great emotion: "The inheritance is so difficult to inherit, I must obediently listen to my parents."

"Brother Li, do you think I should make a will? You said I am alone. It would be a pity to have so much property if I die."

Li Sanyi gave Zhang Bo'er a look and said, "Go away!"

Feng Yin in the back seat held a plastic bag in his hand and said, "Go to the river."

"it is good."

Zhang Boer drove the car and went to the riverside.

It was quite early when I came, the sky was just dawn, and there were people by the river.

Feng Yin came down carrying the plastic bag and walked to the river with his mobile phone.

"Why am I here... Don't you have the ashes of bastards here? It's safe to let them enter the water."

"How can you think that? How can I sell it? Besides, it's all cooked in the same furnace, and it contains some of other people's things."

"Someone came to release life so early—my mental state."

(End of this chapter)