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

Zou Qiao has a lot of fans, and every live broadcast adds a lot of new followers. It is impossible for her to notice this at ordinary times.

But today, as soon as this piece of attention came out, it was immediately copied and pasted by fans in the live broadcast room who wanted to set the pace.

For a moment, the screen was filled with [System prompt: [Funeral Service Ms. Jiang: Live Debt Collection] following you. 】

The live broadcast room was instantly filled with smoke, and the house management could not seal it off. In a place where the camera could not see, Zou Qiao broke off a new lipstick in one go.

But in front of the camera, she had a decent smile on her face.

"The lineup is so big. Thank you for your attention. It's just that this card makes me feel like you are here to cause trouble. Why did you come to me?"

Zou Qiao said rhythmically with a joking expression.

Her fans immediately attacked Jiang Ningning in an organized and disciplined manner, all in the direction that Jiang Ningning had taken money from others to fuck Zou Qiao.

Zou Qiao was satisfied with the fans' comments and smiled at the camera.

"Ms. Jiang, you said you would come to me at noon tomorrow to collect debts, but I just checked and it seems that you are from Xuancheng. My home is in Ningcheng. Do you want to come by plane?"

[I knew this traffic bastard was maliciously marketing my wife! 】

[Just wait for my wife to smash this bitch’s face! 】

Funeral shop.

Jiang Ningning sat in front of the counter, quickly making paper to tie up the large villa, and typing in a few words with great interest.

[[Funeral Service Ms. Jiang: Live Broadcast Debt Collection]: No matter the wind or rain, Jiang Ningning will definitely find you at 12 noon tomorrow~ Wait for me, and it will be at your home. 】

As soon as Jiang Ningning said these words, the already boiling heat in the live broadcast room instantly exploded.

There are not only fans of Zou Qiao in the live broadcast room, but also a lot of rival fans, a lot of black men, a lot of... idle people who are just watching the excitement and don't mind it!

[Funeral shop VS big star, squat squat squat! 】

[Why must it be at 12 noon tomorrow? Can’t it be done now? Please, now, now, now! 】

Zou Qiao looked at Jiang Ningning's speech and the rhythm of the live broadcast room. Just when he hesitated whether to turn off the live broadcast, another phone buzzed.

Zou Qiao quickly clicked on it while chatting with everyone.

[Dongzi]: Sister, don’t worry, we’re already here.

This guy is a gangster from X society in Xuancheng whom Zou Qiao knows. Just now Zou Qiao sent him a WeChat message asking him to scare Jiang Ningning.

After seeing the news, Zou Qiao immediately stopped thinking about going offline.

It won't be long before Jiang Ningning has to apologize to her.

Right in her live broadcast room.

She had to wait.

Looking at the camera, Zou Qiao smiled helplessly.

"Why are you so stubborn? I'm really curious about what benefits you can get from this, or who has bribed you. I'll give you double the price. Don't fight with me. I even said that my home is in Ningcheng, and tomorrow I will I’m not going home either. Tomorrow I have to catch up with the announcement and go to the crew, which is deep in the mountains..."

Funeral shop.

boom!

Jiang Ningning had just put a large villa on the ground to dry, when the door was suddenly kicked open.

Turning around, I saw a man with yellow hair coming in from the outside with an arrogant expression.

Behind him were two younger brothers, each carrying a baseball bat.

boom!

The door that was kicked open followed them in, and was closed again.

The man with yellow hair looked at Jiang Ningning unkindly, "Yesterday I bought a big paper-made villa in your store. After burning it, my grandfather gave me a dream, saying that the big villa caused him to be beaten by the crowd over there. Beat."

Jiang Ningning:......

Are little gangsters so particular now?

Do you have to make up a version of the story when you come looking for trouble?

Turning her wrist, Jiang Ningning stood up from behind the counter, "Brother, aren't you just here to cause trouble? I even think you're trying so hard, so be direct."

"Fuck!" Huang Mao was immediately angered and gasped, "Smash it with me!"

Very direct.

Two men behind him carrying baseball bats immediately picked up the sticks and smashed Jiang Ningning's store.

Jiang Ningning supported the counter with one hand, jumped out from behind the counter, leaned her upper body sideways on the counter, aimed her feet at the man who rushed forward, and kicked out.

At the moment when the man holding the baseball bat was kicked over, Jiang Ningning landed firmly on the ground, then stepped on his chest and crushed him hard——

"Ah~"

With a scream, Jiang Ningning said speechlessly: "Have you disconnected the Internet? Didn't you know that I can break open a TV wall with one punch? Who gave you the courage to think that you can come to me to find trouble? You don't know Am I evil?"

The companion was subdued by Jiang Ningning with one move and trampled under his feet.

Another man holding a baseball bat immediately took a few steps back and looked at Huang Mao.

Huang Mao was also frightened.

But Zou Qiao gave him so much money.

In recent years, if anyone dares to follow Zou Qiao's footsteps on the Internet, unless they are not allowed to harm him, as long as the other person is a powerless commoner, they will definitely punish him and make him apologize to Zou Qiao.

They worked for Zou Qiao, and Zou Qiao was always generous to them and gave them a lot of money every time.

grass!

A real man cannot bow down to money!

Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Jiang Ningning with a fierce expression, "Retreat!"

Turn around and leave.

Jiang Ningning:......

There’s no need for you to give in so quickly!

The battle ends in one second.

Squatting in the street garden opposite the funeral shop, the younger brother said to Dongzi: "Brother Dongzi, let's call a few more brothers!"

Huang Mao said angrily: "You have to be aware of current affairs. This is a funeral shop."

Huang Mao took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Zou Qiao, [Sister, this Jiang Ningning is a bit evil. My brother can't help you this time. You have to find another expert. 】

Zou Qiao was waiting for Jiang Ningning to apologize to her.

The rhythm of the live broadcast room has been so fast.

As a result, I didn't wait for an apology, but I did wait for such a message.

With a thump in his heart, Zou Qiao put down his phone and smiled towards the live broadcast room: "I just received a notification that I'm going to take a set of shots, so I won't chat with you anymore.

"Everyone who wants to see the excitement tomorrow is gone. I really won't be at home tomorrow. Don't be deceived by people who mean to waste your time.

"Okay, I'm off the air. Let's talk next time."

As soon as the live broadcast room was closed, Zou Qiao's face instantly darkened.

Her agent hurried in from outside, with a bit of joy on his face, "Qiao Qiao, the Internet has picked up. Everyone is scolding Jiang Ningning, and some people are talking about going to Xuancheng to splash paint on her store. This wave of public relations has been so successful. ."

Zou Qiao felt uneasy.

After thinking for a moment, Zou Qiao said, "Please help me take a leave of absence. I have something to do."

After Zou Qiao finished speaking, he grabbed the bag and left.

The agent hurriedly said: "There is still a set of shots. You can leave after filming. How can we ask for leave? We have worked so hard to get this opportunity. Don't let people think that we are acting like a big name."

How could Zou Qiao care about this?

There was something evil about Jiang Ningning in Dongzi that kept running through her mind.

In addition, all of Jiang Ningning's previous debt collectors were indeed caught.

She had to find a way.

"If you want to be a big name, just be a big name. I am a big name. What's wrong with asking them to wait!"

After saying the next word, Zou Qiao left quickly.

Got in the car and made a phone call.

"Master Ma, hello, I'm Qiao Qiao, yes, yes, it's Qiao Qiao who told me my fortune last year and told me not to pay for the funeral shop. Well, do you have time now? I have something to talk to you about. Say, okay, I’ll go over now.”