Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"But you don't have a chance." She stood up, looked at Young Master Lian, and landed on Gu Chuyan.

"Didn't you say that the Xiao family is omnipotent? It's a pity... I already greeted the chief of the police station before I arrived at the Zhuo family compound. As long as I come here and don't leave for a week, let them rush in. How can you Xiao family do it? Da, aren’t you afraid of the media?”

"I'm afraid your abuse of me has been spread on the Internet now." She laughed as she spoke. She spoke too hard and her saliva splashed out, causing even the young master to retreat in disgust, as if she had an infectious disease and was afraid of being infected.

Feng Tianjing rubbed her belly and dozed off.

"It makes me so scared! If a pregnant woman like me hits someone, doesn't she need to go to jail? If she accidentally beat someone to death, why don't you pretend you can't see it?"

As she spoke, she stood up suddenly, got a kitchen knife from somewhere, and slashed forward.

The kitchen knife slashed over and hit the old lady less than 2cm away from her head. The old lady looked at her arrogant look and was so angry that her face was livid. Her mouth with lipstick on it was opened wide, as if she wanted to eat someone. .

"Police." The police's voice sounded outside the door. The old lady smiled even deeper. She pushed Gu Chuyan away and walked over to open the door.

She covered her arms, her old face was pitiful, she collapsed and fell to the ground, saying: "Help...someone wants to kill...kill me, want to gain property, save me."

"..."

Feng Tianjing's temper was already explosive. He walked over and kicked her on the butt. The old lady was kicked out and fell in front of the police. The old lady cried miserably and said: "Police, hurry up... this man Want to kill.":

"Ah, what are you going to do?" The old lady was feeling proud, looking at the police and reporters. She was selling the persona of a poor person and pointed at Feng Tianjing and said.

Unexpectedly, the police picked her up and put her in handcuffs, and the reporters started filming her wildly. She quickly told the media: "I am an old lady from the Phoenix Family. I have worked hard for the Phoenix Family for so many years and have been a widow. Unexpectedly, Now they want to starve me to death."

"You are a fair and impartial media. You will definitely give me an explanation. You will definitely expose the matter after I die..."

She cried miserably, her skinny body trembling constantly, with runny nose and tears.

"Can you stand up straighter? Why are you crying all the time? We came here to take a photo of your death, and you keep moving like this. How can we take a photo? Hurry up and pose, and we will take the photo and go back to report." Those "reporters" were impatient. said.

The old lady heard a "boom" sound as if she had been bombed.

She looked at these reporters in disbelief and said with trembling hands: "You...I gave you money, but you don't dare to report the real thing?"

"Report? When you gave us the money, it was very clearly written in the contract, asking us to take a good-looking photo of your body, so that you don't look too embarrassed. We also specially rushed the makeup master of the dead body to touch up your makeup. Make sure you look more photogenic after applying makeup, we give you these for free.”

"You guys." The old lady almost had a heart attack as she listened.

She was so angry that she was trembling all over. She looked across the crowd and looked at Wen Lao who was standing not far away.

"He's not dead? No, it's impossible." The old lady panicked, but she didn't expect that Wen Lao was not dead.

If he's not dead, why hasn't there been any trouble recently? She took a closer look and found that the spot where Wen Lao was standing just now was empty, just as she had been dazzled just a moment ago.