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

Chapter 177
Feng Yin walked out of the paper-making shop with a burst of high-spirited spirit, and was ready to get in the car.

"Boss, do you have a helmet? A cotton-padded jacket will do too!"

The boss was stunned for a few seconds by Li Sanyi's question. Finally, Li Sanyi left with an electric bike helmet and two cotton-padded jackets.

In the car, Feng Yin held his mobile phone and was chatting with netizens.

"No, what are you doing?"

In the camera, Li Sanyi handed the only helmet to Lin Yu.

"Lin Yu, if you don't resist the beating, I'll give you a helmet."

"Thank you Brother Li!"

Lin Yu took the helmet seriously and held it in his arms very cherishedly.

Li Sanyi kept one of the other two cotton-padded jackets in his hand and gave the rest to Zhang Bo'er.

"Brother, just resist and it will be over."

"Brother Li, here's this for you, tie it in a cotton-padded jacket. It will definitely be able to withstand beatings."

Under Li Sanyi's shocked gaze, Zhang Bo'er opened the small box next to the driver's seat, took out six wads of banknotes, and visually inspected one hundred banknotes.

"This--tie me inside?"

Li Sanyi took the pink banknote and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Yes, this thing is quite thick, like a brick, it can withstand beatings!"

"Uh hehehe——"

Li Sanyi giggled and tied the stack of banknotes to his chest and back under Zhang Bo'er's guidance... as a defensive weapon.

"This is the most expensive thing I've ever used in my life."

Li Sanyi sighed with emotion, while Feng Yin behind him was speechless.

"You two are almost done. Who told you that you must be beaten? You don't have any confidence in me."

The three people looked back in unison.

"Feng Yin, others may not be beaten, but you can guarantee this."

"Boss Feng, don't be unsure, you will definitely make others hate you."

"That's right, Boss Feng. My mother said that if I could learn [-]% of what you do, I would be able to walk at night and not even ghosts could get close to me."

"Wang!"

Feng Yin looked at Ala.

"Why are you joining in the fun! Do you understand?" "Woof woof woof - woof woof -"

"Okay, okay, stop scolding! Who did you learn this from?"

"you!"

The three people in front of them answered in unison, making Feng Yin's live broadcast room laugh like crazy.

[No way, the rice is spitting out! 】

[In fact, we don’t need to spray Feng Yin. It’s particularly interesting to watch Feng Yin being sprayed by the daily trio plus Ala! 】

[Can you three stop being so down-to-earth? Feng Yin’s true nature has been revealed to you. 】

[Sooner or later I will die laughing in the live broadcast room. 】

As soon as he got in the car, Feng Yin was stimulated by three people and a dog.

"Are you kidding me? Let me tell you, this can only happen in a dream."

"Zhang Bo'er, let's go! The address has been sent to you."

Zhang Bo'er in front turned on his mobile phone and started navigation.

“Hospice… Navigation begins…”

Hospice?

Comments started to appear in the comment area, while Feng Yin looked at the live broadcast room confidently.

"Of course, you have to find the right sales target."

"Lin Yu is holding the phone."

Lin Yu, who was in the front row, turned around to take the phone and pointed it at Feng Yin, who unfolded the materials he had just taken out from the paper shop one by one.

"Idle time is also idle, and I will perform a talent for everyone."

Next, netizens in the live broadcast room saw the talent show of paper-making people.

Of course, Feng Yinzha’s is the mini version.

Her hands are so skillful that she does not need to think, as if she is the most skilled and capable craftsman at the same time, pasting, cutting, and shaping.

Within 10 minutes, a palm-sized paper man appeared in the live broadcast room.

Hmm... the perception is very complicated.

(End of this chapter)