"Sister, aren't you really going to take a look?" Lai Lai was anxious beside him.

Lin Rong watched Lin Zhenxing leave, as if he hadn't heard her speak.

When she heard the panicked shouts outside, she was very confused, but her brain did not move, and she lost the ability to think.

……

Although Lin Zhenxing told the audience at the scene a thousand times, and also talked about the confidentiality contract, but soon Xue Jingtian appeared on the masked stage to propose, and the lace video of Lin Rong's cold refusal began to be forwarded on the Internet, and then Xue Jingtian was sent to the hospital, and the urgent announcement was the news of excessive fatigue, and it ignited a fire of gossip.

Song Muchen was soon sent to the central hospital, and there was an endless stream of visitors every day, but he was worried.

called his sister-in-law's assistant again, and the other party had already blacklisted him.

He thought about it, but he had no choice but to think of delivering the message to the stone platform. While harassing him in private messages every day, he urged the police to investigate as soon as possible and give justice to the third brother.

"Third Brother Xue was arrested with me, the police are investigating, what clues we found, I can't tell you now. But you believe me, soon the media will come to light and you will know why we almost died. ”

"I originally thought that this time it was foolproof, but I made a mistake and didn't notice that the IP address was tracked back, so I caused Xue Sange to be served with me. ”

"I'm honest, I never lie. ”

He used the tuba of Shui Mu to send a private message to Lin Rong's anchor account.

According to Song Muchen's thoughts, as long as the two people truly love each other, they will always reconcile after explaining the misunderstanding.

However, he obviously underestimated love, and even missed an important uncertain factor.

Lin Rong has not taken it back since he handed over the live broadcast to Lin Youtai in the last retreat.

After Song Muchen received a reply from the anchor's private message, he reacted and almost broke his other arm.

"Are you Mizuki?"

The first message from the other side.

And before he could reply, the other party's second message came.

Hmph, listen, no matter who you are, if you dare to commit a heinous crime in front of this god and steal the trumpet of this god's people, you will pay a price you can't afford...... This god will fall on the divine punishment!"

Mizuki, oh no, Song Muchen can vomit blood with a single sound.

He had experienced this escape from death, and he had long left this dead guy who was not pumped behind.

I wanted to explain to the duck, but this guy heard it, and he didn't steal the number or not, he was sick in the brain! Is this a normal person's thinking?

God punished him as a ghost!

"Don't speak? Hmph, are you scared? Mortal, it's still too late to correct your mistakes, and this god will give you a way out. Now re-register a stone number, and the brilliance of this god will also fall on you, and 10,000 gold coins will be given to you. ”

Song Muchen was typing with one hand, almost breaking the keyboard.

He goes to stone tools every day, how could he not know that 10,000 gold coins is a new user registration benefit.

He still wanted to pinch him to death, but why did he suddenly feel a strange feeling in his heart......

"Hmm? It's still online, but you don't speak, are you still thinking about it? Why do mortals bother mortals, what do you need to rush to this god. Mizuki may be dull, but he is a person that the gods must protect. How many gold coins do you need to be willing to return this number to Mizuki?"

Song Muchen stared, half of his body tensed and wanted to kill this slut, but the other half of his body was suddenly occupied by an emotion called moving.

What the hell is it that suddenly moved?

He actually thinks that this slut is very touching to him?

Song Muchen felt that his face was almost gone at this moment, and his face was burned. He made a vow in front of many live broadcast friends that one day he would make this guy cry and make him lose his pants, but now, he actually felt that the other party had moved him, so that he couldn't bear to do those crazy things.

At the moment, the urge to talk to the duck sister-in-law was temporarily thrown aside.

There is one more important thing to figure out.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you talking for this Mizuki? I'm just stealing his number, it's your business! Where is it cool! You are indispensable for the reward!"

The other party was a substitute live broadcast, and Song Muchen felt for the first time that the other party must have spoken like this for the diamonds in his account.

That's right, this fake anchor who wants money has to be rewarded for everything.

After all, what is defending his people is just maintaining his cornucopia!

Thinking of this, Song Muchen also felt a little embarrassed, did he usually behave too much on the Internet?

So much so that this fool fell in love with him, damn it!

If the good girl, a girl with no money, gives a little white with dozens of gold coins every time, this dog god will still care if she is stolen?

The more Song Muchen thought about it, the more he felt the truth.

As a result, the other party directly sent him a voice message, and this time he didn't even bother to type.

Song Muchen opened it a little with his unsprained hand, but the violent voice exploded in the ward, almost making him throw away his notebook.

"Bastard, you ignorant, unmotivated, and evil-doered mortal who thinks that you can move the heart of this god with dirty money? This god will let you know what kind of price you will pay for using black technology to steal accounts!"

"All the funds in Shuimu's account are locked, you are a number thief, you will slowly tremble in the blocking of IP, account, and speech......"

Song Muchen couldn't stop this paragraph, but it was too late, and the nurse next to him, who was taking his temperature, was looking at him with a strange look. Originally, he was handsome, and the little nurses liked to come and chat with him, and all the injections, meals, temperature measurements, and dressing changes took a long time.

But now, the nurse's face immediately changed, and her eyes looked like she was looking at a sanctimonious pervert.

Song Muchen almost wanted to dig a hole and get into it. He wanted to explain, but found that he didn't even know what to say and where to start. He just wanted to drag the dead guy out of the computer and smoke seventeen or eighteen times to relieve his anger.

Finally, when Miss Nurse threw down the look I missaw you and walked out like a plague, Song Muchen thought of something more important.

"Damn, my number!"

A while ago, in order to play games with the dead guy, he recharged his pocket money for more than half a year, and he hasn't used it up yet.

This is not the point, the point is that this number is used to watch the live broadcast of the duck sister-in-law, and it is used to chat with other friends, this damn guy dares to ban his account!