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

There are four chairs at the door of the garage.

Master Yang, two other masters, and Feng Yin were sitting on chairs under the sun, each holding a white porcelain tea jar full of period flavor, blowing on the tea foam and taking a sip.

"Creak——"

With the sound of tires scraping the ground, the four people raised their heads in unison, looking at the yellow luxury car that was swinging its tail towards them in the same posture.

"oops---"

"Get out of the way!"

The four of them got off the chairs together, avoiding while subconsciously ensuring the stability of the teapot.

The yellow luxury car swerved, the tires rubbed against the ground and smoke was generated. The body of the car collided with four chairs. The chairs overturned and the luxury car stopped.

With a "bump" sound, a man got out of the yellow car and immediately ran to the passenger side. He passed by the passenger seat and looked at the rubbed body.

"Wow——"

"what!"

Before the luxury car man could feel distressed about the scratches, he only felt wetness on the top of his head. He turned his head, and the rough tea stalk rolled down the luxury car man's face and into his mouth.

Feng Yin, who was closest to the man with the luxury car, shook his hands, squeezed out tears, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I was scared."

"Are you—are you okay? Are you okay? It's all my fault. I drove too impatiently."

The luxury car man who wiped his face obviously wanted to get angry and curse, but after seeing Feng Yin's face, his anger was extinguished.

Not only did he not get angry, he also comforted Feng Yin.

"No, it's not that you're impatient."

Feng Yin waved her hand and saw the faint pride on the man's face after being praised. She suddenly changed her voice and said: "It's not that I'm impatient, it's that my skills are not good. It's okay. I just need to bump into him a few more times."

The smile on the luxury car man's face froze, and he stared at Feng Yin to see what happened. what did she say? Does anyone talk like this?

The man with the luxury car finally stood up and saw Feng Yin clearly for the first time except for her face. She was wearing car repair clothes.

For a moment, the smile on the man's face gradually disappeared.

In the process of losing, he was still a little entangled, as if he was deciding whether the weight of Feng Yin's face was worth doing something for him.

Feng Yin sneered in her heart. She knew he was a scumbag without looking or asking.

"Are you okay? I'm scared to death. Why are you standing here? What if I hit you?"

Master Yang rushed over with lingering fear, pulling Feng Yin back several steps.

Among the four people, only Feng Yin retreated the least. Although he was not hit, he was really close.

Feng Yin comforted Master Yang and said, "I was stunned. I didn't expect someone to be so blind and so unskilled to drive at people."

Master Yang nodded affirmatively and said, "Who says it's not the case?"

"How are you talking——"

The man with the luxury car pointed at Feng Yin and Master Yang arrogantly. If you two are talking, I will kill your arrogance.

"Oops - I was scared to death - Brother Jun - are you okay?"

A goosebump-inducing female voice came from the passenger seat.

A proud figure, exquisite curves, a charming voice, and a face that can plow the ground.

The woman hugged the nice car man's arm and asked the nice car guy with seeming concern.

"It's okay, don't worry, are you okay?"

The woman who was asked the question immediately covered her chest, slapping her fingers while doing exquisite manicure, and said: "I was scared to death. Fortunately, you are so good that you stopped in time. My little heart is still beating fast. I don't believe you." Take a look." (End of chapter)