"Will you pick the lock?"

Feng Yin asked rhetorically, and Tao Zi subconsciously shook his head.

"No, it won't."

"Do you know how to dive against corpses?"

Tao Zi shook his head again, and Feng Yin asked again: "Will you kill pigs and sheep?" ”

Tao Zi began to understand Feng Yin's intentions, and raised a hand to stop Feng Yin from continuing to question.

"I see, you're trying to say that everyone has something they're good at."

"It's not."

Feng Yin shook his head, looked at Tao Zi's puzzled eyes and said, "I mainly want to tell you that I will have too many things, I'm afraid you don't know, as for your question, who knows?" ”

For the first time, Tao Zi experienced the brazenness of Wind Yin up close.

"You, Interest."

Tao Zixin is taken orally.

"It's okay, don't publicize it, we are all our own people, our own live broadcast room, just know it yourself."

Feng Yin used his strength to explain that he knew a few words from another aspect.

"Hello everyone, don't you wonder what's going on?"

Feng Yin picked up his phone and said hello to it.

[You block out our voices again!] 】

[This live broadcast room really doesn't treat us as a dish at all, I want to say let's not ——-]

[Is it stuck in the means of threatening the wind and groaning, in other live broadcast rooms, I always said that Lao Tzu will not buy it! ] Here, I can't tell. 】

[Feng Yin, you drive a small yellow car to sell things! ] 】

Netizens unified their voices, and they were a little crazy and typed out a line of words in the comment area of Fengyin's live broadcast: Drive a little yellow car!

"Look, look at my cohesion, you have to rush to send me money!"

Feng Yin showed his mobile phone to Mu Qing and Taozi, and Mu Qing was speechless on the side, and his helplessness could not be depicted.

"Feng Yin, I have a mobile phone and am watching a live broadcast."

In other words, Mu Qing knew the reason.

Is that cohesion?

That's a weapon that wants to scold you to the point of being righteous!

"You're also in my live broadcast room, I didn't expect you to be my fan."

Mu Qingda's speechless expression was illuminated by the wind chanting.

[Hahaha, Mu Qing's expression seems to have seen the sinister world for the first time. 】

[Feng Yin, you are scared of others, restrain a little. 】

[Feng Yin I'm sorry, I'm a fan of Mu Qing, and I apologize for the bad words I said to you before. 】

Mu Qing was also in the live broadcast room, saw the remarks in the comment area, and just wanted to speak, but was kicked by the wind on the side of his foot.

That's right, it's a kick!

It's not a gentle reminder at all.

"Don't talk, I can still use someone else in my field!"

"What do you need the police to do if the apology is useful, you only stood up and spoke after I did something beneficial to Muqing, not using your brain to think about your own way of acting, I don't accept such an apology, and I don't have time to care where you are cool or where to stay."

"Besides, I don't know how many black fans or water armies are mixed in here, so I apologize as someone else, is it interesting?"

"It's all a thousand years of chatting, what the hell are you pretending to be with me here."

After finishing a set of words, Feng Yin looked at the shocked Mu Qing and asked, "Is there a problem with me handling it like this?" ”

Is there a problem?

Mu Qing wanted to say yes, but he couldn't open his mouth, he was afraid of being scolded.

Mu Qing, who had a stiff face, showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and shook his head at the wind.

"Stop laughing."

Feng Yin said that he didn't look at it and turned around and continued to chat with netizens.

This chat is all the way.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the concert site and drove in through a specific door.

At this time, outside the concert site, there were already many vendors and scalpers coming to sell things, and there were also some fans who didn't buy tickets, thinking of trying their luck. (End of chapter)