"Your breath is heavier than athlete's foot! Is there a tumor on your neck? Also, looking at your complex facial features, I can't hide your flawed IQ, and I can't expect human words to come out of the mouth of a brute. After all, I think highly of you. ”

"You're fucking sick—"

"If you have a disease, you can treat it, don't look for me, I'm not a veterinarian."

"You little slut in the entertainment industry, you deserve to be bankrupt, you don't know how to make money with your legs, and you're still beeping with me here!"

The more the man scolded, the dirtier it became, but the wind laughed instead.

"Lin Yu, have you recorded it all?"

"It's recorded! Boss! ”

The word boss, Lin Yu was stunned and shouted out the momentum of military training.

"Yes, yes, this person made yellow rumors for me, as a public figure, my first reaction when I was wronged was to find a police uncle."

"Don't worry, according to my current traffic of more than 10 million fans, the reputation loss fee is okay, I believe you have the strength to repay, it's really not good, let's work together! Isn't it? ”

The wind groaning that suddenly changed the routine made the man on the other side visibly panicked.

"Cut—who to scare?"

The mouth was not convinced, but the man's feet stepped back honestly, ready to run.

Feng Yin didn't chase or shout, he looked at him with a smile, but I don't know why, the people around him thought that she was so terrible now!

"Wang!"

Allah fiercely blocked the man's way.

Just now, the shovel officer said, stop this stinky man, and go back to see the owner of Xiangxiang.

"Wang!"

"Ah——-h

Allah stood up on his hind legs and made a forward lunge, and the frightened man sat on the ground with a butt, covering his face and shouting for help.

"Don't worry, my family doesn't eat spoiled things."

Wind Yin affectionately shouted to Allah, "Allah, come back." ”

Ala, who was already in a standing posture, walked with elegant steps, with a thick noble wind, and walked a meter away from the wind.

The wind groaned four people, surrounding the man in the middle.

"Do you want to be private or public?"

"You, you—you're blackmailing!"

"No, no, no, I call it investment vision, you don't know, every black powder is an ATM in my eyes, you are a bank, amazing!"

Feng Yin squatted, her face smiling, but the man on the ground always felt that he saw a pair of black horns coming out of her head, holding a small fork, and the next second he was going to harvest something.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Why do I want to do it, you come to curse and frame people, but I am wrong? With this logic, is your IQ cut along with the umbilical cord? ”

The wind is hurtful, and it doesn't have dirty words, but it makes you angry.

"You ———"

"I know I'm beautiful, I don't need your help as a blind person, and besides, I can't believe your slightly archaeological looks."

The man sat on the ground and was baptized by the poisonous tongue of the wind.

At the beginning, the man shouted a few words angrily, and in the end, the baptism of the poisonous tongue was like Tang Seng's broken thoughts, the only difference was that the wind chant was not the same, and it could also damage you to a dog's blood spray.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I looked down on people, I was really wrong!"

A black fan woke up and was met by the wind.

"Look, my merit is immeasurable!"

The boastful wind groaned and ended the smile on his face, and his voice became a little more oppressive.

"Apologize."

"Huh?"

"What, haven't you heard enough? I still have a lot to say to you. ”

Wind groaned and crouched down again.

"No, no, no—I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was really wrong!"

"You are too deceitful!"

Oops, the wind is smiling, and there is another one!

(End of chapter)