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

Feng Yin relied on his excellent enthusiasm and eloquence to attract a customer with great effort.

"Sit tight and don't move, otherwise you will fall."

"It hurts a lot if you fall, doesn't it?"

"Don't worry about cyber violence, you are illiterate."

Ala on the sedan chair, his two front paws nervously pulled at the edge. As the sedan chair rose, his eyes became nervous.

It was obviously a dog, but it suddenly made the movements of a flying squirrel, spreading its limbs widely, like a roasted whole lamb.

"Don't tell me, you look pretty good in this style."

"I have good intentions, and I thought that if you were tired, your master would be very distressed."

"Woof - woof woof woof -"

Allah's cry has a strong personal color and a very tight rhythm.

"I think it's scolding you."

Li Sanyi watched the excitement and walked past Feng Yin without taking it too seriously.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

Ara called out to Li Sanyi. Feng Yin made an exaggerated expression of understanding and dutifully translated: "Ala said it was praising me just now, and now it is scolding you."

"Haha, do you think I believe it?"

Feng Yin shook his head and said very pertinently: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, what's important is that I believe it!"

In terms of self-defense, Feng Yin never loses.

Ala did not feel nervous for a long time. Feng Yin simply lifted Ala for a short period of time and then put Ala down.

She looked around the three people next to her, causing the three of them to speed up the mountain.

Feng Yin, who had his cell phone fixed on his body, let out a long sigh.

"It's really... such a trick."

The proud Feng Yin continued to carry the sedan, and said at a leisurely pace: "I don't know why you said that Taishan specializes in curing people with tough words. I don't feel it at all." "Look, I can still trot... and I can still carry the sedan. You can also jump a lot..."

The frustrated Feng Yin continued to go up the mountain after successfully burying a wave of enemies.

It is said that it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down. At Nantianmen, where tickets are sold, she saw many trembling people going down the mountain.

The comment area of ​​the live broadcast has become a wishing fountain, and the wishes are very single.

I hope my legs will shake when the wind sings down the mountain!Shake it into a sieve!
Feng Yin looked a little ugly when he saw everyone's wishes.

"You... are not authentic."

"Who makes a wish without throwing away a dime? You guys are called empty-handed white wolves. The most important thing is that you are not sincere. If you are not sincere, it will not work. Do you know that?"

After Feng Yin finished speaking, she saw a comment from a netizen saying that she had not opened the reward channel herself.

"How can you back down when there are difficulties? Although there is no reward, you can promote me!"

"There are really not many anchors like me who are beautiful, generous, cute, kind and gentle. Let's promote it! Post it through various channels to get more people in the live broadcast room. Wouldn't that be great?"

[I understand what I said next. Who was talking about before? 】

[At most, I will give you beauty and beauty, but as for the cuteness behind it... vomit—I feel physically uncomfortable typing this word. 】

Netizens started teasing Feng Yin in various ways, but another advantage of Feng Yin is that she can always joke around. She won't get angry no matter how much you tease her, and at most she will push you back.

However, Feng Yin ignored ordinary jokes that did not involve personal attacks.

The live broadcast continued, Feng Yin and the bearer brother received a real passenger.

This passenger was climbing a mountain and was about to expire. His face was red and his neck was thick, which is no longer an adjective. His breathing was so short that he could be used as a ventilator.

After the passengers were seated, Feng Yin and the bearer of the sedan chair used their strength to lift them up.

The moment the sedan got up, Feng Yin felt the flesh on his shoulders sink a little.

Hmm...pretend!