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

"Because being poor enough really allows you to control your emotions."

"After all, I can't afford to pay for anything."

I chatted with netizens for a while and felt happy. As for the wetness on my body, it was almost dry after being exposed to the sun for a while.

"Okay, let's continue the work!"

Feng Yin started taking out afternoon tea. There were a lot of people ordering milk tea and small cakes. Of course, there were also a lot of people ordering food.

From around [-] p.m., takeout time has entered a new peak period.

From dinner to late night snacks, there are even more people ordering late night snacks.

Because there are fewer vehicles, the speed of late night snacks is much faster.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Feng Yin was still running.

Many netizens tried to persuade Feng Yin not to run away, but she just smiled and replied: "A day like this is just a delivery worker's day. It's sparse and ordinary. Don't think I'm working hard. Everyone has their own hard work."

Feng Yin carried the takeout into the community and rang the doorbell.

But no one responded after pressing the button for a long time, and someone just happened to come out of the door, so Feng Yin went upstairs.

Elevator room, seventh floor.

Feng Yin got off the elevator, adjusted the camera, and found the house number. There was no doorbell, so he had to knock on the door.

"Dangdangdang...dangdang..."

After knocking countless times, no one opened the door, so Feng Yin had to take out his cell phone and call the owner.

It rang several times but no one answered, but Feng Yin heard the ringing of the phone inside the door.

She lay on the door and listened carefully. It was indeed ringing inside the door. The ringing inside would disappear as soon as she hung up.

As she dialed, the phone inside would ring again.

This happened three times over and over again. Feng Yin began to wonder if the people inside had fainted?
Thinking of this, she knocked on the door loudly.

"Hello, I'm a delivery boy, can you hear me! Can you hear me!"

But no matter how she shouted, no one inside answered.

"Comrades, the time has come to act bravely, but you must register it as soon as possible!"

Feng Yin, who popularizes strange knowledge, dialed the police number under the witness of many netizens. "Comrade police, I'm here..."

was silenced.

The netizen did not know the address and the police received a report.

When Feng Yin turned on the phone again, he was talking to the phone and said: "I can kick the door open. If I go in, it doesn't count as an intrusion into a house, right?"

"Okay, let's kick it now!"

Feng Yin, who had received official approval, had just raised one foot, and all his strength was released.

"Crack-"

The door is open!
"Depend on--"

With an obvious curse word, Feng Yin's foot temporarily changed its direction a little, but it could no longer be taken back.

In the camera, Feng Yin was seen snapping one leg and doing a big split. She was holding her waist with one hand and the door frame with the other hand, trying to stand up.

"Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I fell asleep."

A gentle man wearing glasses helped Feng Yin stand up.

"fine--"

The moment Feng Yin stood up, he saw a hand inside the door. A hand that quickly retracted and was full of scars.

She had a plan in mind, so she stood up with the man's help, took the takeaway from the floor, and handed it to the man.

"Are you Wang Shimei?"

There is no complete name on the takeout order, but the last word can still be seen.

The man was stunned for a moment, then explained: "I'm used to ordering takeout for my wife, always using her name, and I haven't changed it."

"Oh - that's good."

The moment Feng Yin gave the takeaway to the man, she held her belly and screamed.

"No, no, can I, I, I, borrow a bathroom?"