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

"You will definitely have no problem living for a hundred years."

The wind moaned but smiled silently.

There are so many small worlds, let alone a hundred years old, she has not even lived past thirty.

Ok?

That's not right, once she lived one hundred and seven years in the world of immortality.

After thinking about it, Feng Yin did not agree to the doctor, but said he would think about it.

Although the doctor felt sorry, in China, perfection is important, so it was completely understandable that he would not agree.

The temporary medical emergency team was disbanded on the spot, and Feng Yin waited for a while at the finish line of the marathon.

She received the medal, confirmed how the prize money would be distributed, and then led the trio into the car amid a group of people's farewells.

After getting in the car, Feng Yin lowered the window, waved outside the window and shouted: Comrades - Goodbye!

"Wind Yin!"

"goodbye!"

"Bye-Bye!"

The wind roared as the car window was raised and the car left.

Five minutes after the car left, Feng Yin's phone rang. It was Cheng Yanqiu's call.

The two of them didn't talk much, just exchanged a few words. Cheng Yanqiu confirmed that Feng Yin was fine and finally went to work with peace of mind.

As for Feng Yin, she only had one thought, to go home and rest.

In the car, Feng Yin said to the trio: "We will rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We will contact you the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you, boss."

"I know, boss."

"I'll send a notice and tell Spark Entertainment by the way."

"Fuck!"

Feng groaned, "Fuck!" The trio sat upright in fear and asked in unison: "What's wrong!"

Feng Yin first turned around, then turned around.

"Cui Tianze."

Cui Tianze?

Damn it! The trio said in unison, they had forgotten.

Whoever made Feng Yin's movement make too much noise, they were all attracted to this side, completely forgetting that Cui Tianze was participating.

Zhang Boer pulled over and Li Sanyi called Cui Tianze.

After the phone rang seven or eight times, it was finally answered, but there were only gasping sounds on the other side of the phone and no one spoke at all.

"Cui Tianze, where have you been?"

"Ah - Huhu - I don't know - I should - Huhu - it will take a while."

Li Sanyi's eyes drifted towards Feng Yin, and he saw Feng Yin's gesture. Li Sanyi immediately understood and said: "Okay, you don't need to talk, just walk slowly. We have reached the end and are waiting for you here."

"I'll hang up and see you later."

Li Sanyi hung up the phone, Zhang Boer had already turned around, and the commercial vehicle drove back again toward the finish line of the marathon.

The four people who returned picked up a ribbon on the ground, a flower with the most petals, and asked for a free bottle of electrolyte water. The four people at the finish line were eagerly waiting for it.

Some curious people came up and asked Feng Yin: Why are you back?

"Huh? We're not leaving."

The person who asked the question frowned and recalled: "How do I remember that we said goodbye."

Feng Yin patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Ah - that's when I went to the toilet."

Need to say goodbye when you go to the bathroom? Need a ride? Need four people together?

The person who asked the question was confused, looked at Feng Yin with a very strange look, and left with three turns.

Feng Yin stared at the far away figure, who was holding his cell phone.

"There is another legend about my sister."

"Is there a legend about you being too arrogant when going to the toilet?"

Feng Yin kicked Li Sanyi generously, and Li Sanyi jumped away in anticipation, only to be slapped squarely by Feng Yin.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have hid."

As soon as Li Sanyi finished complaining, Zhang Boer pointed at the track and shouted: "Cui Tianze is here!"

The four of them looked in the direction of the track together and saw Cui Tianze advancing at a very fast pace.