Behind them stood two other men, one of them was very short, and between his eyebrows and eyes he looked a little like Yang Qiulu, it was self-evident who they were.

The other one was born extremely fat, and he was also tall, which looked a little intimidating.

They were followed by several photographers.

When everyone saw this, they first looked at each other, and Yang Qiulu's mother stood up first: "Yang Qiulu, call her out!"

Sister Ling's eyes widened: "Not here!"

"You're bluffing the old lady!"

Yang Qiulu's mother crossed her waist and scolded sharply: "I saw that you hid that little slut in the house, you have to call her out for me today!"

The photographer in the back reminded in a whisper: "Auntie, we're recording, you'd better not swear." ”

Seeing such a splashy image, it will become unreasonable when the time comes.

Feng Xiangli's face changed, and she immediately restrained a little: "Quickly call Yang Qiulu out, we have something to tell her." ”

Meng Chengyu was furious when she looked at Yang Qiulu's parents, if Qiao Jin didn't let her make a move at will, she would have been able to teach these people to doubt life on the spot.

Sister Ling snorted coldly: "No, what do you want? This is the old lady's house, be careful that the old lady calls the police!"

"Sensei talk nonsense with her, Yang Qiulu is inside, Mom, go and bring her out!

The short young boy behind her spoke, his eyes wandering over Qiao Jin, and he swallowed his saliva at the end.

That gaze made people uncomfortable, and before Qiao Jin could speak, Meng Chengyu jumped like thunder: "Look at your mother! I've dug out all my fucking eyeballs for you!"

I don't know what's going on, she feels that letting this kind of person see Qiao Jin is an extremely serious stain.

That kind of anger made her want to pick out Yang Qiulu's younger brother's eyeballs on the spot.

Her scolding made people startled.

What a delicate girl, scolding people...... True Nima Tiger.

Sister Ling was frightened.

Yang Qiulu's younger brother was so frightened that he hid behind his mother's back.

Seeing her son being murdered, of course Feng Xiangli couldn't help it, "You little bitch, you scold-woo woo-"

Before she could scold, she found that she could not speak.

Meng Chengyu's hand was behind his back, secretly pinching, and controlling Feng Xiangli.

Qiao Jin patted her hand, and she let go a little reluctantly.

Feng Xiangli spoke so well that she suddenly felt as if someone had pinched her mouth, and the power of control was so obvious that she took a step or two back in horror.

Others are a little baffled.

The photographer was carrying the camera, although he was not interested in shrews, but the situation in front of him was terrible, what was the relationship between the two girls in front of him and Yang Qiulu.

When the photographer was working hard, he suddenly saw that the photographic lens in front of him was cracking little by little.

It's like glass shattering, cracking out spider lines.

The shot was broken all at once.

The photographer was stunned and even howled.

it, this camera is hundreds of thousands, ahhh

Sent by the station, if this is broken, take your life!!

The point is, how did it break all of a sudden?

The photographer looked confused, but Qiao Jin showed a faint smile at everyone: "Please let me go, we are going to leave now." ”

She walked up to Feng Xiangli very elegantly and stretched out her hand: "Where is Yang Qiulu's ID card?"

(End of chapter)