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

Lin Yu felt uncomfortable.

Feng Yin gave two choices.

Lin Yu looked at Feng Yin expectantly and asked, "What choice?"

"One is running, running for two hours."

Lin Yu pursed his lips, pointed at his legs with a finger and said, "Boss, don't look at these two legs, but they are fake. They really stayed on the top of Mount Tai."

"Okay, the sense of humor has improved. As expected, the person who is close to the red is the red."

"There is also a saying that the person who is close to the ink is black!"

Feng Yin made a mouth gesture of "roll" and gave it to Li Sanyi who interrupted.

She turned to look at Lin Yu and continued: "Second...that is, do you believe me?"

"Let's believe it."

One word, bar, explains a lot.

Feng Yin took one of Lin Yu's hands and looked at it carefully.

"That's enough, let's get started."

Lin Yu was confused, what should we start with?

At this time, Feng Yin rubbed a finger on Lin Yu's hand, which made Lin Yu's hair stand up.

"Old, old, boss - my mother still expects me to find a son-in-law, I can't be stubborn!"

Lin Yu pulled his hand back and was pulled back by Feng Yin.

"I'm not good enough for you?"

"Huh? No, no, no, no - I don't deserve you!"

Lin Yu was about to cry and really wanted to call her mother!
"Okay, although you are rich, you still don't meet my standards."

Feng Yin stopped joking and took out a cloth bag from the schoolbag he was carrying with his other hand and placed it on the table.

"Just kidding, don't move, disinfect first."

The next second, Feng Yin took out a separately packaged piece of alcohol cotton, tore it open, and wiped it on Lin Yu's hand.

Lin Yu was even more scared.

It's not that she's afraid of being straightened by Feng Yin, but it's that she's afraid of the needle in her hand.

At this time, Feng Yin had already opened the cloth bag and selected a thick and long one from dozens of needles.

"Boss - actually I don't feel bad at all. Really, I just told a lie."

"belch--"

A loud burp with a smell said a lot for Lin Yu. “Brother Li—I’m scared!”

Lin Yu was really scared to cry, but Feng Yin didn't dare to move his hand.

Li Sanyi was afraid of everyone watching, let alone Lin Yu.

"Feng Yin, can you do it?"

"No way, why should I use them as darts?"

Feng Yin held the needle, looked at Lin Yu comfortingly and said, "Don't worry, it won't hurt."

"But the premise that it won't hurt is that you don't move. If you do, I can't guarantee it."

"Feng Yin—How about we go to the hospital?"

"No, the medicine takes effect too slowly."

The needle went in, it was really lightning fast, and the needle was already on Lin Yu's wrist.

"linen?"

"There's no rag here. If you have paper, you won't be able to do it!"

Zhang Bo'er handed over a piece of paper. Feng Yin's eyes drifted away, then came back and asked Lin Yu: "I asked you, do you feel numb?"

"It's so numb!"

"That's good. It's not crooked. After all, I haven't forgotten my many years of craftsmanship."

Feng Yin admired the needle on Lin Yu's wrist with satisfaction, and took another small one in his other hand.

"Don't worry, there's one more."

"Boss Feng, when did you learn this?"

Feng Yin wanted to talk about his previous life, but he thought about it and said, "I learned it when I was young."

Lin Yu wanted to cry again.

"Why are you crying!"

After brushing, the second short needle also penetrated.

"Okay, I'm going to spin it, it will be numb, please bear with it."

"Um-"

Lin Yu grabbed Zhang Bo'er's arm. Zhang Bo'er swallowed with a cry and grabbed Li Sanyi next to him.

One injection gives one numbness and two pains, but the effect is insignificant.