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

How good is Feng Yin's talk?

At the scene, Feng Yin was typing out Heizi's native language, without interjecting a single word Heizi said.

Feng Yin can not only scold you with quotes from classics, but also use their own language to criticize you.

There is no room for criticism.

The two black men on the opposite side who accused Feng Yin were also the two black men who had a bad mouth. They were so angry at Feng Yin's operation that they started talking in Chinese.

That's right, they loudly complained to Feng Yin in Chinese language: "You are so annoying!"

"I'm using you to hate me! There are so many people who hate me, and you're the one who hates me! I don't live to please you, so your hate is nothing!"

Feng Yin once again naturally switched languages.

Probably because she was more satisfied with quarreling with others, Feng Yin's breathing and heartbeat gradually recovered. She drank the replenishing fluid in small sips while accumulating strength.

The two black men insisted that Feng Yin was taking drugs, so they won in a tricky way.

Feng Yin directly called the inspection team, faced the two Heizi and said: "The three of us draw blood together, do you dare?"

"NO! Why do we have to draw blood with you? Our results are normal, but you are the only one who is abnormal."

"That's right, it's you who should have your blood drawn, and your results should be cancelled."

Feng Yin sneered.

"Don't you dare? Are you feeling guilty? I'll leave my words here. I'll do a blood test together with you. It's up to you what to do."

After speaking, Feng Yin turned around gracefully.

The two black men behind were reluctant and prepared to catch up, but the road was blocked by enthusiastic crowds.

"How can you do this! This is an unfair competition. Is this how you Chinese treat guests?"

Ouch, the level has risen.

Feng Yin, who had left, turned around again, and the crowd in front of him made way for a passage amid Feng Yin's shouts.

"Feng Yin is definitely going to use his big moves!"

"That's how it should be. Let these gangsters be so awesome and cautious in Country M. They should pretend to be whatever they want here." "That's right, let Feng Yin control them."

People at the scene and in the live broadcast room were all waiting for Feng Yin's movements.

At this time, the mobile phone used for live broadcast was already in Lin Yu's hand, and in the clear picture quality, only the wind was moving.

She stood up straight, her hair moving freely without wind, and her fingers flying in the air.

"Those who are facing - soldiers - fighting - are - array - in front!"

brush!

This is the dubbing given by netizens.

The complex and neat hand seals combined with the expression of Feng Yin cultivating immortality, the clear and powerful nine-character mantra, and with the last word, there seemed to be an invisible force blowing towards the two black people.

The enthusiastic people around them blinked, what should they do on this occasion?

Throw some paper money?

Light a candle?

How about kneeling down and paying homage?

I don't know who it was, but he knelt down with a bang.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The first person to kneel is like the first card of a domino, followed by the second, third, fourth...

He knelt down in a hurry, and in conjunction with Feng Yin's gestures, he said the six Buddhist words that everyone is familiar with: Namo Amitabha.

How to describe this scene?

The gods and immortals in the sky really didn't expect that the Taoist and Buddhist families would actually be like one family at this moment.

Two black men had never seen such a posture before.

In their understanding, China has always been the mysterious ancient East, and they have ancient secret techniques.

"Ah——witchcraft!"

"Help!"

The two of them were really jumping around, but no matter how they jumped, they just felt a gust of hot wind blowing into their necks.

Oops, they fell under Chinese witchcraft!

At the same time, Zhang Boer put away the hair dryer he borrowed from the barber shop next door.