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Chapter 7 One hundred thousand crusade against Song Ankang

"You just left?"

Seeing that Wang Guixiang wanted to leave, Song Ankang called her.

Wang Guixiang was stunned and looked at Song Ankang and frowned: "What else do you want?"

"You have a heart attack that hit me. I finally came back from the gate of hell. Shouldn't you compensate me?" Song Ankang said.

Wang Guixiang pointed at her nose: "I don't care about you anymore, you still have to touch my porcelain!"

"Why can you mess with others? Others can't mess with you?" Song Ankang sneered: "Of course you can also call the police. When the police station comes, I want to see if they will stand on your side or on my side. After all, there are so many surveillance monitors around as evidence."

"You have the greatest responsibility for this matter, so do you want to make it public or private? If you want to make it public, wait until the police station comes, I will ask them to take me to the hospital and conduct a detailed examination of me. If I find out that my congenital heart disease is more serious, the subsequent treatment fee should be enough for you to lose everything. My congenital heart disease is the kind that cannot be cured."

"If you want to settle privately, then you can take a million. I don't like it if it's too little, let alone that little money."

"You...you..." The old lady Wang Guixiang was so angry that she was speechless when Song Ankang pointed at him and couldn't speak for a while.

Song Ankang sneered: "You are you, now you are a society ruled by law. Even if you are an old lady, you must follow the laws of Xia Kingdom. Otherwise, you can wait to go to jail. Your children will also pay me the money."

"I'm wrong, young man, please let the aunt go." Wang Guixiang couldn't resist and begged to look at Song Ankang.

Song Ankang smiled: "If the apology is useful, what else should the law do?"

"I..." Wang Guixiang's face turned red after being criticized: "The aunt is really not rich. The aunt actually doesn't want to do such unethical things, but the aunt's granddaughter is sick. She has leukemia. If she wants to cure it, it will take a lot of money."

"The aunt's son and daughter-in-law are not good at it. They drink and play cards every day, and don't care about my poor granddaughter at all. The aunt has no choice but to fight for the carnival, just to treat my granddaughter. The aunt now doesn't even have a hundred yuan on her body. If you don't believe it, come and search, please spare the aunt once."

Song Ankang sneered: "What does that have to do with me?"

"Ah..." Wang Guixiang was stunned, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room exploded again, and Zhao Guoer's beautiful eyebrows also frowned: "This little brother seems to be a mess."

In the live broadcast room, many viewers were posting barrage.

"What else can I say about this? That handsome guy is not a good thing. The two of them have a similar smell."

"But there is a reason for Wang Guixiang to mess with her. People don't mess with her for their own enjoyment. But that little brother is a bit too much, and he has such a handsome face."

"Although I hate my brother's behavior, I suddenly couldn't hate him when I saw his beautiful face. Am I already degenerate?"

"Pretty is justice. Come on, little brother, support you to teach that old lady to cheat, but you are really a bit too much."

...

"I will edit all the bad behaviors of these two people later and pass them on to the tremolo video, so that everyone knows that they are messing with the car. It will not be so easy for them to mess with the car in the future." Zhao Guoer said viciously, with a full of regret on her delicate little face.

After all, that young man is so beautiful, why do you have to do such a thing? Even if you set up a street stall, his business will be very good. Why do you have to make such unscrupulous money?

At this moment, the number of people in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room has exceeded 100,000. Obviously, what happened in front of him has attracted many tourists, so they don't want to go out after entering the live broadcast room.

With so many people fighting against Song Ankang together, you can imagine how spectacular the scene was.

Seeing that Wang Guixiang was speechless, Song Ankang suddenly smiled, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and actually made the girls in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room who were attacking Song Ankang shut up together, staring at Song Ankang.

"If you want me not to pursue you, then tell me the truth." Song Ankang said with a smile.

Wang Guixiang pretended to be stunned: "To be honest, what's the truth?"

"For example, how many people have you touched, whether you have any sick granddaughters, how many houses are there in your name..." Song Ankang sneered.

As he spoke, Song Ankang took out his cell phone and recorded the video at Wang Guixiang: "Now you can say it, I will record all of this as evidence so that you will not cause trouble for me in the future."

"Do you want to keep it as evidence to call the police?" Wang Guixiang's face changed.

Song Ankang sneered: "If I wanted to do this, I would have called the police long ago, instead of chatting with you here for so long, I don't want to be too troublesome. Don't say that you have any sick granddaughter, remember to take some time when you lied to others. When you said that your granddaughter had leukemia, there was no sad expression on your face. Is this like your granddaughter had leukemia? No one is a fool."

"Uh...this..." Wang Guixiang was still hesitating.

Song Ankang started dialing: "Since you don't say it, then the police station will meet you, or you can pay me one million."

"Okay, okay, I say, I say." Wang Guixiang couldn't resist: "My name is Wang Guixiang, and she is a master of censorship. Actually, I don't have any sick granddaughter. I just want to save more money for myself so that my life will be better in the future. I already have three houses in my name, all of which are obtained by censorship..."

Song Ankang was also shocked: "Is it so much money to touch the car? How many people have you touched?"

"I can't remember it, but there are at least a few hundred people." Wang Guixiang thought for a while.

Song Ankang couldn't speak anymore, and more than 100,000 viewers in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room couldn't speak anymore.

After a moment of silence, the entire live broadcast room erupted like a volcano.

"My God, this Wang Guixiang is so cruel. She has already met hundreds of people and has encountered three houses. The house prices in Jianghai City are so expensive. Three houses are worth at least 10 or 20 million yuan."

"It turns out that we blamed the little brother for mistakes. The little brother is not a messenger. On the contrary, Wang Guixiang is the real expert in conflict with lies."

"Stop saying anything, let's apologize to the little brother together."

"I think the little brother should do this not just to leave evidence and avoid being blackmailed by Wang Guixiang again. Otherwise, he would not have to be so troubled, and there must be other reasons."

...

As some live broadcast audiences speculated, Song Ankang did this not only to leave evidence, but also to have other purposes.
Chapter completed!
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