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

Chapter 22 Rescue the Corpse
Feng Yin, who was resisting the fourth body, suddenly stopped when he passed by Xiao Tang, his face serious.

Li Sanyi, who was interviewing black fan Xiao Tang on his mobile phone, thought that Feng Yin was going to make some jokes or venomous remarks.

"Wind Yin——"

"Stop talking! He moved!"

After shouting, Li Sanyi's hand holding the phone was as steady as a rock, but the other hand was trembling and did not lift up.

"Who...who...who moved!"

[Feng Yin is the one who pretends to be gods and ghosts!It is really not good to scare people like this, and it is also disrespectful to the people who have passed away. 】

[How much respect do you expect a mad dog to show to people? 】

[Why do I think Feng Yin is not joking - Tathagata Buddha protects the body - retreat, retreat - -]

An army of bodyguards appeared in the barrage, making Li Sanyi's hands tremble.

Feng Yin's movements were faster, she swiped one leg and stepped sideways, squatting down,

As she squatted down, the body bag sank.

"Brother, help me!"

Uncle Tang, who was called eldest brother, forced himself to shout: "Come on, come on - come on!"

The two of them worked together to put down the body bag, and with a zipper, the zipper of the body bag was pulled open by Feng Yin, revealing a pale face.

"Ah - I want to go home!"

"Tangtang, I, I, I—"

The three female fans huddled together, and Li Sanyi moved over silently, taking into account the view of the camera, and said very manly: "Don't be afraid, I... I will protect you.

[Li Sanyi, you are such a conspicuous person, why are you so close? 】

[The corpse is not allowed to be opened like this. The family members will definitely not want it. 】

【No, no, Feng Yin, how hungry you are, you won't let a single corpse go! 】

The wind was moaning at this moment, with its ear pressed against the chest of the male corpse.

"Shut up! Stop breathing!"

Following Feng Yin's words, the barrage was posted by many netizens with special effects, biubiubiu, and the sound of swishing and swishing continued.

Feng Yin, who was lying on the corpse, looked back, full of murderous intent.

"Mute! Those who send special effects will be killed!"

Li Sanyi was captured by Feng Yin's eyes, he quickly shut down his voice, and if he was still speaking, he was directly silenced.

The three girls, including those in the live broadcast room, felt the oppression from Feng Yin for the first time.

The three anti-fans subconsciously covered their mouths and did not dare to make a sound when breathing. People watching the live broadcast also held their breath and wanted to find out.

What the hell is Feng Yin doing?
Get attention?Bo traffic?Still something really happened.

After Feng Yin said shoot to kill, he got down on the ground again and listened to the other party's breathing.

Five seconds later, Feng Yin stood up, spread his palm and placed it on the man's chest, and raised his other hand into a fist.

"Bump!" With a sound, his fist fell and hit the back of Feng Yin's hand.

"No, come again!"

The fist was raised high again and brought down hard, with another crash.

The "man" on the ground still didn't respond, and most of the comments in the live broadcast room were talking about Feng Yin's show, a performance that created traffic for himself.

"Li Sanyi, quick-acting heart-saving pill!"

"To!"

Li Sanyi took out a bottle of medicine from his trouser pocket, and wanted to open the lid for Feng Yin, but his hands were too clumsy, so Feng Yin grabbed it, opened the lid, and poured out two pills in the palm of his hand.

"Whether you live or not depends on you!"

Feng Yin pinched the man's chin cartilage with one hand. Miraculously, the man's mouth opened, and Feng Yin threw two pills in.

Next, CPR.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

"Hand--hand--"

The black pink boy Tangtang, who subverted all three views, was slurred in speech, and even about to shed tears, pointed at the man's finger on the ground.

The camera caught up immediately, and Li Sanyi only had one thought in mind.

Feng Yin, it's hard to tolerate your indignation!

(End of this chapter)