Chapter 3 Idols VS Scum

[Where did this woman come out of the garbage, dare to curse my brother. 】

[Lower head girl, dare to rub my brother's heat, shameless, get out. ] 】

[Get out +87668]

The direction of the wind in the live broadcast room suddenly changed.

A good push drama was forced to be pulled to Lin Wanyue's death by this person who came out of nowhere to sell coffins.

Jin Yang was furious and immediately turned off the live broadcast, and the mobile phone was thrown to the wall like garbage, making a tragic and crisp sound.

"The one who sells coffins in the live broadcast room, check it for me."

He had a premonition of unease.

The assistant looked at Jin Yang gritting his teeth, eager to peel his skin and cramp, and nodded timidly.

I even admire that someone actually led the rhythm in their H brother's live broadcast room, this is to find death!

I don't know if I don't check, and I'm shocked when I check it.

Originally, this was only two or three hundred fans, and Xiao Po took a turn in their first brother's live broadcast room, and instantly gained 6,000+ fans.

In this wave of powder, the assistant quietly glanced at Jin Yang, who had a dark face, and weakly shut up and didn't dare to make a sound.

Originally, he squatted in Hua Buran's live broadcast room and wanted to watch the excitement after being forcibly withdrawn from the live broadcast room, and then poured into Jin Yang's live broadcast room, but he didn't expect Hua Buyan to really dare to come to the live broadcast room of a popular male star to shout, and he felt that things were really not simple.

But before this excitement looked, Jin Yang's live broadcast was also turned off.

I thought that this evoking script would not be able to end, but I didn't expect that Hua Buran, who understood the mood of fans very well, reopened the live broadcast.

Originally, the live broadcast room of only two or three hundred people was 50,000+ in an instant.

But it's all Qing Yishui who scolded her.

Occasionally, a few of their own little fans are very excited to defend themselves, which is not bad.

At that moment, Hua Buyan waved his hand generously: "Thank you for supporting these friends who support me, I have decided to send a pair of gold ingots to each of you, plus a paper flower basket, remember to send me a private message!" ”

Before he gave the black fan a chance to scold himself, Hua Buyan had already appeared outside Jin Yang's private apartment with his hands and feet.

This place doesn't even know Jin Yang's die-hard fans.

No one knows, and the flowers come in easily.

Fingertips twisted lightly, pretending to be old and calculating: "608"

[Really be your own god operator? Just pinch your fingers and know where our brother is? I'm fooling you fools, liars. 】

[The anchor pretends to be waiting for a slap in the face, our brother Jin Yang works day and night, how can he be here? ] He must have been in a hurry. 】

Hua Buyan didn't say much, so he went directly to the sixth floor and knocked on the door of 608.

Soon the door was opened from the inside, and a man with glasses opened it, holding a half-eaten dogleg in his hand.

[Haha, I was slapped in the face, pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning, the anchor hurry up and go back, don't lie here. ] 】

[Wait, this man seems to be Jin Yang's brother's assistant, and what he is holding in his hand seems to be dog meat. 】

"Who are you looking for?" Wang Qi looked at the cute and cute little girl outside the door, their new home is just like this, are there fans chasing after them?

Before she could react, the little girl rushed into the house domineeringly, this posture, is it an illegitimate meal?

Stretched out his hand to grab the thin shoulder, but the person who came looked like a ghost and actually flashed past.

Wang Qi was stunned, Hua Buyan had already entered the door.

The popular brother, gentle as jade, handsome and dedicated man, is unkempt at this time, and he is stepping on the bench with one foot, holding a beer in one hand, and still willing to ...... Meat.

This scene fell on the screen in front of Hua Buran's chest, and even the air was suffocated in an instant.

"Who are you? Get out. ”

has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, no one has ever seen him, and it will not be a fuel-efficient lamp that can find his location for the first time.

The sense of threat creeps in.

Even the eyes that looked at the flowers were full of vigilance.

"I'm selling coffins, and I've already asked you in the live broadcast room just now, do you want to order a pair for yourself in advance? Since you don't reply to me, then I have to come to the door and ask you. He looked aggrieved and pitiful when he said it.

[Door-to-door sales of coffins, I'm going to laugh, I really admire the dead coffin lady, I can still be so calm at this time. 】

Jin Yang threw away the beer in his hand, spit out the meat in his mouth, and glared at Hua Buyan fiercely: "Wang Qi, call the security guard." ”

Hua Buyan was still not in a hurry, and asked very understandingly: "Do you want to call the police uncle, it just so happens that we can debate together, the cause of Lin Wanyue's death." ”

Speaking of Lin Wanyue, Jin Yang seemed to have been stepped on by someone's tail: "What nonsense are you talking about, if you are sick, don't get nervous with me, and besides, I don't know you, please get out." ”

"Don't recognize?" Hua Buyan suddenly realized, and his eyes wandered around the room casually, it was indeed clean enough, but it was a pity......

Before Jin Yang could react, Hua Buyan took out something from the corner of the sofa in the living room.

And that thing, Jin Yang definitely knows.

"That slut actually dared to install a bugging device for me."

Here, only Lin Shuxin has been here, and there is no one else except her.

Jin Yang's eyes were scarlet, like a cheetah on the verge of death, exuding danger.

[Popular idol Jin Yang's private life is chaotic? ] Oh my God, what kind of melon did I eat? 】

[Is this still the image ambassador of public welfare? Phew. 】

Hua Buyan didn't feel the beast's irritable mood, and innocently held the tiny bugging device ignorantly: "This little thing, is it used like this?" ”

As he spoke, the switch that was inadvertently turned on played those ambiguous and difficult sounds, and there was a conversation between two people intermittently.

"Brother Jin, you said that she really won't find out about us when she dies?"

"Don't worry, baby, that slut is dead, even the police can't find any suspicious clues, no one will know that we did it in the car, let alone have anything to do with us."

"This can't blame us for being ruthless, it's all her, who has robbed me of my glory, in this world, only I am the eldest lady of the Lin family, and only I am worthy of Brother Jin."

The sound of the recording is not loud, but it can fall into the phone on the chest, which is enough.

The live broadcast room exploded instantly.

The secret he was hiding was suddenly exposed, Jin Yang could no longer control his violent emotions, and roared: "Wang Qi, are you dead, dare to let any ghost in, why don't you deal with it for me soon?" ”

Wang Qi, who had been stunned for a long time, pounced on Hua Buzhi as he spoke.

[Little sister be careful. 】

[Miss coffin, call the police!! 】

[My little heart is coming out. 】

wanted to cover up the crime and commit the murder on the spot, this live broadcast was too exciting, and everyone didn't dare to breathe, and they were all worried about the coffin lady.

The already malnourished and petite person was more like a ghost at this time, and everyone only saw the suddenly enlarged face, which was flashed again as soon as it approached.

Immediately followed by a hurried shout: "Brother Yang is not good, this little bitch is actually live broadcasting." ”