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

Feng Yin's movements were super fast, a figure flashed in front of Teacher Wei's eyes, passed through the old man who was watching the excitement, and with a tilting movement, the camera flipped, and Li Sanyi lay on the ground.

"no--"

"Don't worry, I'll buy insurance for you!"

Li Sanyi tried to explain, but was interrupted by Feng Yin's words, causing his thoughts to diverge.

"You bought insurance for me, why didn't I know about it?"

Speaking of this, Li Sanyi was still a little moved, watching Feng Yin just about to say something moving.

"It's a small thing! You don't mind if I'm the beneficiary of the insurance!"

In a word, all the emotions disappeared, and even Li Sanyi wanted to stand up and beat the wind and sing twice.

For his insurance, why should you fill in your name as the beneficiary?

"Boss Feng, brother Li is fine, brother Li is fine, but I'm too excited, the live broadcast is blown!"

Lin Yu walked over with her mobile phone, and on the screen of the mobile phone was Feng Yingying's live broadcast room.

"Classmate Xiaoyu, it's really hard for you to watch such an ugly live broadcast. You did a good job undercover."

"Huh? Is Feng Yingying in mourning? Does she have such an ugly expression?"

[It's no good, I'm so angry from laughing, I will die laughing in Fengyin's live broadcast room sooner or later. 】

[I seriously suspect that Feng Yin bought insurance for ten yuan a piece. 】

【mourning?Don't tell me, with this outfit and this expression, and some music, it will look even more like it. 】

Li Sanyi's live camera was facing Feng Yin.

Jiang Feng Yin's words and every move were captured perfectly.

"Get up, I thought you were sick."

Feng Yin stood up, grabbed Li Sanyi's collar like a chicken, and looked curiously at the two live broadcast rooms.

At this time, Old Man Nan from Feng Yingying's live broadcast room was "directing" Feng Yingying to play chess. "You go here, I go here, you go this, I go this, and then you general, won't you win? It's hard work!"

Old Man Nan was really disgusted. Feng Yingying was almost furious with his counter-move. The president of the chess club was also stamping his feet anxiously off camera.

He just said that Old Nan is not good, Old Nan is not good, Feng Yingying must ask Old Nan to cooperate with her.

As far as that broken chess skill is concerned, old man Nan can bear it until now.

He had already told Feng Yingying that he could not control Old Man Nan. If something uncontrollable happened, they would not refund the money.

Thinking of this, the president of the chess club stopped stomping. Anyway, he said his ugly words first, and it was Feng Yingying who insisted on creating the illusion of being powerful.

You can't live without doing evil, which is perfectly displayed on Feng Yingying's body.

"You—you—what are you talking about? When did I pay you?"

At this time, Feng Yingying was still thinking about making a comeback, and she was a group with strong psychological quality.

"No, why are you kicking me, girl!"

Unfortunately, she got it wrong.

The old man Nan on the opposite side looked under the chess table, took two steps back with an unsightly expression, and slapped his own vamp.

"The new shoes my wife made for me, you are not only fake, but also have a bad heart."

Old Man Nan snorted coldly, and asked Mr. Wei on the other end of the phone, "Where is that guy you? I'm very angry today. I tell you, don't play tricks if you lose."

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, don't be shy if you lose."

Teacher Wei replied in Feng Yin's live broadcast room, and Feng Yin finally understood what was going on at this time, old man Nan and Teacher Wei, are you calling?

In her and Feng Yingying's live broadcast room, one was cracked down, and the other was going to blow up!

"It turns out that Feng Yingying not only sucks traffic, but also sends me traffic. Could it be that she has a crush on me? But... I like men."