Live broadcast of debt collection, one person is paying attention and the entire network is scared t

[Fuck, he tied someone up in a closet, and that person stayed in the closet until he died? 】

[I imagined the scene described by Ning Ning. I couldn’t even scratch the itch. It was so suffocating. 】

[You can only wait to die if you don't move, my God! 】

【Who is this person? 】

In the barrage, half of them were scolding Zhao Fuqiang for being a beast, and the other half felt sorry for the bones in the closet.

Outside the barrage.

Kong Heng held the photo and burst into tears.

Two years ago, he lost his mother forever.

He is always regretful and upset. It would have been better if he had not been sick at that time.

If only he had graduated from college and started making money.

If only he had not gone to college but gone to make money.

If, if, so many ifs, none of them can bring mom back.

on site.

Jiang Ningning looked at Zhao Fuqiang, Don't you want to call the police? Call the police!

Zhao Fuqiang jumped backwards and bumped into a chair behind him that had not been touched in two years. The chair fell to the ground with a loud clang and a cloud of dust was thrown up.

Zhao Fuqiang choked on the cough medicine and shook his head desperately. Panic spread throughout his limbs, No, it's not me. I didn't. I didn't kill anyone. I don't know. I don't know anything.

You don't know if you don't know?

A calm but somewhat uninhibited male voice entered the live broadcast room,

【who? 】

[Bet it’s that handsome policeman! 】

[Ning Ning’s old partner! 】

Jiang Ningning turned around and saw that Brother Angkor had arrived at some unknown time. While she was talking, he was already leaning against the door frame.

With disgust in his eyes, he looked at Zhao Fuqiang, Are you looking down on us too much?

Zhao Fuqiang turned around and saw a policeman standing there.

I was so frightened that my legs gave out and I fell directly to the ground.

Angkor raised his hand, Cuff him, take him away!

Behind Angkor, two policemen stepped forward, clicked the handcuffs on Zhao Fuqiang, and took him away directly.

Several other police officers came in to set up a cordon, take photos, and collect evidence.

Once the police arrived, nothing would happen to Jiang Ningning.

But the villagers of Jiangbei Village have finally had their land expropriated. They can't let this happen just because of a scumbag, Zhao Fuqiang.

Jiang Ningning did not turn off the live broadcast room, but looked at the village cadre who was so frightened by the bones that his face turned green with a sincere look, Your village has very good feng shui. I have run a funeral shop for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered fortune. In such a good village, whoever invests in your place will really make a fortune!

【real or fake? That said, I want to open a small shop. 】

[Ning Ning’s words are absolutely true! 】

Not to mention that Jiang Ningning’s group of water friends are cute.

There was no one who said she was trying to make up for Jiangbei Village's bad luck.

The village cadre, who was so young that he came here to be the village chief, had no brains. Even if he was so frightened that his liver trembled, when it came to the development of the village, he spoke loudly and said with the light of righteousness on his face: The Feng Shui in our village is good, and that has been scientifically proven!

Jiang Ningning:......

you're right!

She, Brother Ang, glanced at Jiang Ningning with a look of disgust, turned around and walked out.

Jiang Ningning added a few words to the village. She was almost sure that the village's investment project would not be affected, so she closed the live broadcast room and

Master! He smiled and chased after her Angkor.

The villagers in the village are still discussing Zhao Fuqiang's incident excitedly.

There was noisy discussion behind him, Jiang Ningning smiled and walked closer to Brother Ang, Why are you here?

I have no memory before, her name was Angkor.

Now that all her memories have come back, she doesn't shy away from it and just calls her master.

It made my heart feel warm.

Where did you come from?

Her brother Ang looked at her with disgust, but raised his hand and patted her head, Aren't you going back?

When he said going back, he meant going back to Shengtian Palace.

Jiang Ningning shook her head and said with a smile: What's the good thing about going back? It's so boring. I'm just in the funeral shop. I don't go anywhere. I sell paper towels, raise pets, and collect debts. How happy I am.

She Angkor Tou Tou gave her a slap in the face.

not heavy.

It’s all the feelings that I can’t contain over the years.

Besides, there is no article written by me on the big stone gate in front of Shengtian Palace. I have to accumulate enough merit to make up for the ray of soul I lost.

Speaking of this, Angkor looked a little sad.

A ray of Jiang Ningning's soul was hidden in that bronze box by that dog. It had been hidden for so many years, but he had tried every means to get it out.

In the end, it was destroyed by Jiang Ningning himself.

In order to save those people in Beihai Dragon Palace.

Master! Jiang Ningning gently tugged on her Angkor's sleeves, acting like a coquettish woman, Don't be sad, I'm not a good person. Isn't the human world better than the Shengtian Palace? Yesterday, Chang'e said she didn't want to live in the Moon Palace anymore. When I come back, I live in a big flat and bake sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and rabbit meat at home every day.

Jade Rabbit: Hey!

Angkor sighed, When are you going to Beihai Dragon Palace?

Jiang Ningning smiled, I won't go for the time being. If they know that my soul is incomplete, they will definitely be very sad. Master, it's okay to be sad alone, and others shouldn't be sad too. I won't go until I have accumulated enough merits and my soul is complete.

Tiehan Ningning continued to act coquettishly, And I want to spend more time with Master.

She, Brother Wu, asked her to act coquettishly and get goosebumps all over her body, Get away.

Jiang Ningning couldn't stop laughing.

Behind him, Angkor's colleague called him over. Jiang Ningning took two steps forward and waved, Go and do your work. Let's drink some other time!

Angkor looked at her and said, Let's go back to Shengtian Palace together one day and deal with that thing!

Jiang Ningning strode forward without looking back. She faced her master with the back of her head in a very rebellious manner and waved, Okay! I'll be with you when you're free!

After talking, he went out and got on the scooter.

No one likes wearing a helmet.

A blast of the accelerator.

Master! He didn't make it, and he didn't ask a word.

She Angkor looked towards her.

Jiang Ningning asked: Sun Hong and Kong Heng, do you want to arrest him?

Angkor was silent for a moment, It depends on what step Zhao Fuqiang takes.

It's a matter of justice. Jiang Ningning won't interfere, just wave her hand and let you go!

She walked on the front foot, and a policeman on the back foot asked Brother Wu mysteriously: Is she the Jiang Ningning who is rumored on the Internet to ride a crow?

Angkor:……

Jiang's Funeral Shop.

Jiang Ningning came back humming a song. She parked her motorcycle at the door and opened the door while holding her helmet.

Oops!

Good guy!

She didn't open the door the right way, right?

One leg stepped forward, and Jiang Ningning was so frightened that she jerked her legs and closed the door.

boom.

The door that had just been closed was pulled open from the inside.

You coward, why are you hiding!

A man, wearing a jade-white robe and a jade crown on his head, had a heroic appearance. His brows were furrowed with anger, and there was indescribable emotion in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Ningning angrily.

Jiang Ningning gave a weak smile and said, Three, third brother.

You still know how to call someone! Brother Long, the third prince of Beihai Dragon Palace, stepped aside from the door and dragged Jiang Ningning in.

The door to the funeral shop was closed again.

Jiang Ningning curled up her neck and smiled, looking at the other men and women who were crowded in rows on the small sofa that she didn't have the guts to see.

Call someone.

Eldest sister, second sister, fourth brother, fifth sister, sixth sister, seventh sister, eighth brother.

The eldest sister rolled her eyes hugely, You white-eyed wolf, why don't you go back to the Dragon Palace? Do we have to invite you?

Jiang Ningning rubbed her little hands.

She didn't have the nerve to reply.

If she hadn't been unable to recognize the traitor Ling Shuicao back then, Beihai Dragon Palace wouldn't have been killed so miserably.

The second sister glared at her, What are you still doing? Pack your things and leave.

Jiang Ningning licked her lips and was about to speak. Next to her, her third brother poked her forehead and said, Today is my birthday.

Jiang Ningning's heart suddenly shrank, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The birthday of that year is still fresh in my memory.

This year’s birthday——

Happy birthday!

The brothers and sisters in the room told her.

Sledgehammer holds Huihui, Huanghuang holds Niannian, and Snake holds a thorn in his hand.

The Lord of Hell put his arm around the Judge.

shouted at her.

Happy birthday! (End of chapter)