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

This is a bedroom without windows.

The layout of the bedroom is very warm, with light yellow floral wallpaper and oak-colored floors. The pink children's bed, pink children's tables and chairs in the room, and the toy table next to the table and chairs all exude a childlike interest.

Especially those toys, which are several lifelike small animals, such as ducks, chickens, puppies, and kittens...

If it weren't for the fact that there was an almost naked old man lying on the children's bed.

What kind of old man is that?

Skinny as wood, riddled with whip marks, breathless, hanging on by a thread... Words like these are piled together, and they can't describe Jiang Ningning's inner reaction when she saw the old man.

The skinny old man lay there with wounds all over his body, including old and new injuries.

The whip that caused the scar was on the table next to the bed, and there was even blood on the whip that had not dried up.

The old man's cloudy eyes looked towards the door the moment Jiang Ningning opened the door and came in, and he caught the camera's eye: frightened and trembling.

When Jiang Ningning saw the old man, she immediately took a breath of air and then turned her head. On the TV cabinet in the living room, there was a photo of the deceased.

The photo in the posthumous photo is almost exactly the same as the old man, except that the old man is more skinny and emaciated than the photo.

[Oh my God, my heart almost jumped out of my skin! 】

[Is this person Zhao’s father? not dead? 】

Sister Zhao stepped forward in fear, stretched out her hand to pull Jiang Ningning, not forgetting to follow the rhythm, Oh my God! What kind of deception did you use? Why did an old man appear in my house! He looks a lot like my dad.

Even with a bandage on her body, Sister Zhao wanted to drag Jiang Ningning out while talking.

After all, she was afraid that her secret would be revealed.

However, she weighed 150 kilograms, but she couldn't drag Jiang Ningning, who weighed 100 kilograms.

Jiang Ningning looked at Sister Zhao with a cold air in her eyes, A year ago, if your father fell out of my coffin, who would that person be?

Only the eyes of the old man lying on the bed were moving, revealing his anxiety at the moment.

But he couldn't move a muscle.

Sister Zhao was furious, Who is this person? How do I know who this person is? You used blindness to create a person and you still want to question me? I, I...

She looked like she was going to resist even if she was extremely frightened, I don't believe that no one can control you because of your great abilities. Are you going to leave? If you don't leave, I'll call the police!

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Jiang Ningning's cell phone.

Turn off this damn live broadcast!

Why is it none of my business? You said it yourself with red lips and white teeth. Your father's body fell out of my coffin. Why, my coffin was opened and the body that fell out was resurrected on the spot?

Jiang Ningning simply leaned against the door frame.

Seeing Sister Zhao flapping her hands to reach for the mobile phone, she was about to hide, but hesitated, just like at Liu Tao's house, she repeated her old trick and didn't hide.

Sister Zhao grabbed Jiang Ningning's cell phone.

She was so familiar with the interface of this live broadcast platform that she almost cut off the live broadcast after touching her phone a few times.

As soon as the live broadcast ended, Sister Zhao no longer had any worries. She raised her hand to pull Jiang Ningning's hair with a ferocious and gloomy expression, Bitch, you bumped into me on your own initiative, so don't blame me for being rude!

With that said, Sister Zhao pushed Jiang Ningning into the house.

She may be too angry or too scared to realize that the person who was able to smash the TV wall with bare hands at Liu Tao's house was now pushed into the house by her.

But as soon as the bedroom door closed, Sister Zhao showed a fierce look and took out a long sword hanging on the door from behind.

【Wori! 】

[Call the police! 】

[Did Sister Zhao not know that Sister Funeral’s live broadcast room was not closed successfully? 】

Jiang Ningning stood in the room and looked at Sister Zhao, What do you want to do?

The old man lying on the bed was mumbling and whimpering in his throat. He was so anxious that he couldn't say a word or move.

Old man, shut up! Sister Zhao angrily yelled at the old man, I have been supporting you for so many years, do you still want to help outsiders by helping others? Ha! Don't even look at what you look like!

After saying that, Sister Zhao held the long sword in her hand and stabbed Jiang Ningning.

You will know what I want to do soon! See those little animals? Are they cute? Go and keep company with them, you will become cute too!

I just need to poke a hole in your neck, drain out the blood, and soak it in formalin...

Before Sister Zhao could finish her words, she suddenly held up the sword as if she had been struck by lightning. She kept stabbing and froze there.

Isn't the live broadcast room closed? Why is it on? Why is there a barrage passing by? Why did she clearly see...

[Why do I feel that the photo of the portrait looks so much like the old man who was lost in our community? 】

[I have also seen this photo, a missing person notice on a telegraph pole in front of the Baihui Supermarket in Xuancheng. 】

【What do you mean? 】

[What are you saying about the missing person notice? Call the police. This damn woman wants to kill someone! 】

Jiang Ningning saw that Sister Zhao found that the live broadcast room was actually open, so she stopped talking nonsense, took out another mobile phone from her pocket, and pressed three numbers directly, I want to call the police. I came to collect debts and was personally threatened. Yes, the creditor wants to Kill me with a sword, poke a hole in my neck, soak my blood in formalin...

Bitch! Sister Zhao was so excited by this fact that she rushed over to grab Jiang Ningning's phone number.

This time, Jiang Ningning didn't let her go anymore and dodged directly.

Sister Zhao was injured herself, so she pounced with all her strength, but failed to catch Jiang Ningning. Instead, she was carried forward by the inertia and hit the table directly.

There was a muffled sound, and she gritted her teeth and turned her head.

Don't move, police!

The moment Sister Zhao turned her head, the bedroom door was pushed open, and two police officers rushed in.

Jiang Ningning:......

Isn't the speed at which you dispatch the police a little too fast?

I just hung up the call to the police and you guys are here?

Do you also... march forward with swords like our heavenly masters?

Jiang Ningning looked at the policemen who rushed in in shock. The policemen walked directly to Sister Zhao, flicked the handcuffs, and cuffed her.

dad!

Then, a woman rushed in from outside crying and shouting, and went straight to the children's bed in the room.

Behind her was a child and a man.

The child, who looked seven or eight years old, also cried and rushed over, Grandpa!

The man's eyes were red, he took off his short sleeves and covered the old man.

【what's the situation? 】

[Isn’t this Sister Zhao’s father? 】

[Didn’t someone just say there was a missing person notice? 】

After being covered by the old man, the man turned his head and bowed to Jiang Ningning with red eyes holding back tears.

Thank you, Miss Jiang. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to find the old man. My dad was lost from the community last year, the man's voice choked up. We have been looking for more than a year and still can't find you. Today we accidentally found you. During the live broadcast of debt collection, I happened to see the portrait in the live broadcast room.

The portrait placed at Sister Zhao's house happened to be that of her lost father.

They called the police and came immediately.

Jiang Ningning waved her hands quickly, No, no, no, you're welcome. I'm just here to collect the debt. It's just an accident. Send the old man to the hospital quickly.

Turning around, Jiang Ningning said to the policeman: This sword is a burial object and was just unearthed.