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

The old man got under the wheel and held the wheel with his old hands.

"If you give me 200 yuan, I will leave. I will never cause you any trouble. If you don't give it, just crush me to death!"

While the old man was talking, he took out a handcuff and cuffed his wrist to the wheel of the car.

"This is the first time I've seen someone so determined to die."

"You have figured out the bottom line of human beings, and you are good at psychology."

Feng Yin squatted down and sat on the ground casually. He didn't know when a small knife appeared in his hand, and he picked his nails in his hand.

"Come on, let me analyze it for you. Please show me if it's right."

"You choose a car. If your guess is right, it will be a car with a price tag of at least 15 yuan. 200 yuan is not much, but it can be enough to pay for a drink. You are forcing me to die. You are very old. Ordinary car owners will be with you." Between getting sick and dying, saving yourself the trouble, and giving you 200 yuan, I chose to give you 200 yuan."

"They all know you, which means you are active in this area. You are at least over seventy. Do you think the police can't do anything to you? If you are put in jail now, it is equivalent to the country providing you with old age care, right? "

"Clap clap clap"

Feng Yin clapped.

"It's a good plan, and the numbers are well grasped. It's just right on the human standard. It's accurate and cost-effective. At the end of the day, you'll get ten or eight hits. Your income is not low."

The old man on the wheel met someone like Feng Yin for the first time.

If you don't give money or call the police, she will sit on the ground and chat with you.

What he said frightened the old man.

Everything she said was right.

"Oops - I don't know what you are talking about. If you hit someone, you should pay for it. It is only natural."

"It's a matter of course? Don't you still think that this is the era of imperial power? What matters now is the law. You have to keep pace with the times."

Feng Yin was not anxious at all and sat on the ground chatting.

"Boss, the ground is cold."

"Boss, drink some water." Zhang Bo'er brought a mat, Lin Yu brought water, and Feng Yin chatted with the old man for another half hour with the help of the mat and water cup.

Half an hour later, the old man couldn't hold himself any longer and his wrist hurt.

"I know this is wrong, I really have no choice!"

Feng Yin's mind was slightly disturbed. Is this going to be a big deal?

Sure enough, the old man told a very miserable story.

After his wife passed away, he picked up an abandoned baby and managed to raise it until he was five years old. As a result, the baby became seriously ill. He spent all his savings on treating the baby. His own son did not understand this behavior and broke up with him. contacts.

He was alone, had no ability to work, and had a sick child, so he made this decision.

"I really have no choice. Please give me 200 yuan. The child really can't wait any longer. He needs surgery."

To raise money for surgery.

"Hey - what he said is true, his home is over there."

"What a sin!"

"We have all given him money, but we really can't give him money."

The surrounding neighbors all spoke up. They sympathized with and were disgusted with the old man.

After hearing this, Feng Yin was indifferent. She had seen too much suffering.

But Lin Yu couldn't bear it any longer. She looked at Feng Yin crying and asked in a low voice: "Boss, how about we give him two hundred! I won't give him more! I swear! I'm not bad at heart!"

Lin Yu's cautious look made Feng Yin smile.

"Silly girl, am I, your boss, a hard-hearted person?"

"Quick, quick, help the old man get up."