I want to spend all my money

"You just left?"

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

Wang Guixiang was taken aback, looking at Song Ankang and frowning, "Then what do you want?"

"You had a heart attack that hit me, and I finally got back from the ghost door. Shouldn't you compensate me?" Song Ankang said.

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

"Why can you touch others, and others can't touch you." Song Ankang sneered, "Of course you can call the police. When the Police Security Bureau comes, I will see if they will be on your side. I will still be on my side, after all, there are so many surveillances around as proof."

"You accounted for the most responsibility for this matter, so do you want to be public or private? If you are public, wait until the police and security bureau comes. I will let them send me to the hospital for a detailed examination. By the time my congenital heart disease is more serious, the follow-up treatment fee should be enough for you to bankrupt your family. My congenital heart disease is the kind that cannot be cured."

"If you want to be private, then you can take one million. I don't like it if it's too small, let alone the money."

"You...you..." Pengci old lady Wang Guixiang was speechless by Song Ankang, pointing at him for a moment and was speechless.

Song Ankang sneered: "What are you, now is a society under the rule of law, even if you are an old lady, you must follow Xia Guo's laws, otherwise you will wait to go to jail, and then your children will have to pay me the money. "

"I was wrong, young man, let me go." Wang Guixiang couldn't stand it any longer, looking at Song Ankang and pleading.

Song Ankang smiled: "If an apology is useful, what is required of the law."

"I..." Wang Guixiang's face flushed with shock: "The auntie really has no money, and the aunt actually doesn't want to do such a wicked thing, but the grandmother of the aunt is sick. She has leukemia. If you want to cure it, you need to A lot of money."

"The auntie's son and daughter-in-law are not up to each other. They drink and play cards every day. I don't care about my poor granddaughter. The auntie has nothing to do. That's why I ran out to touch porcelain, just to treat my granddaughter. I don’t have any money. If you don’t believe me, come and search. I beg you to forgive me."

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 eyebrows frowned: "This little brother, it seems that he also touched porcelain."

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

"What's more to say, that little handsome guy is not a good thing, and the two of them are similar."

"But Wang Guixiang touched porcelain for a reason. People didn't touch porcelain for their own enjoyment, but that little brother was a bit too much. Bai had such a handsome face."

"Although I hate my little brother's behavior, when I see the nice face of my little brother, I suddenly can't hate it. Am I already depraved?"

"The value of appearance is justice. Come on, little brother, and support you in teaching the old lady of Porcelain, but you are really a bit too much."

...

"Later, I will edit the bad behaviors of these two people and post them on the tremolo video, so that everyone knows that they touched porcelain. It will not be so easy for them to want to touch porcelain in the future. "Zhao Guoer said viciously, her delicate little face full of regret.

After all, that little brother is so good-looking, why did he do this kind of thing? Even if he set up a street stall, his business would be very good, so why should he make such kind of unscrupulous money?

At this moment, the number of people in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room has exceeded 100,000. Obviously, what is happening right now has attracted many tourists, and if they enter the live broadcast room, they don't want to go out.

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

Seeing that Wang Guixiang was speechless, Song Ankang suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze, actually making the girls in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room who were attacking Song Ankang shut up and just stared at Song Ankang.

"If you want me not to pursue you, then you can tell me the truth." Song Ankang smiled.

Wang Guixiang pretended to be astonished: "To tell the truth, what is the truth?"

"For example, how many people have you met with porcelain, whether you have a sick granddaughter, for example, how many suites do you own..." Song Ankang sneered.

While speaking, Song Ankang took out his mobile phone and videotaped Wang Guixiang: "Now you can speak, I will record all this as evidence, so that you won't trouble me again in the future."

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

Song Ankang sneered: "If I wanted to do this, I would have called the police a long time ago, instead of chatting with you here for so long, I don't want to be too troublesome. Don't say you have any sick granddaughter, a lie. Remember to go for a snack when you say that your granddaughter has leukemia just now, there is no sad expression on your face. Does this look like your granddaughter has leukemia? Everyone is not a fool."

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

Song Ankang began to dial: "Since you don't say anything, see the police and security bureau, or pay me one million."

"Okay, I said I said." Wang Guixiang couldn't stand it anymore: "My name is Wang Guixiang, I am a celebrity expert. In fact, I don't have any sick granddaughter. I just want to save more money for myself. Life will be better in the future. I already have three houses under my name, all of which are from porcelain..."

Song Ankang was also shocked: "Does Pengci make so much money? How many people have you met?"

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

Song Ankang was speechless, and the more than 100,000 viewers in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room were speechless.

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

"My god, this Wang Guixiang is too cruel. He has already touched hundreds of people. Three houses came out of his birth. The house prices in Jianghai City are so expensive. Three houses are worth ten or twenty million."

"It turns out that we blamed the little brother. The little brother didn't touch porcelain. On the contrary, this Wang Guixiang is the real expert in porcelain touch. He is full of lies."

"Don't say anything, everyone apologizes to the little brother together."

"I think the little brother should do this not just to leave evidence, to avoid being blackmailed by Wang Guixiang, otherwise he doesn't need to be so troublesome, there must be other reasons."

...

As some viewers in the live broadcast room guessed, Song Ankang did this not only to leave evidence, but also for other purposes.

Fortunately, this Wang Guixiang is old and has a bad head. After being hit by Song Ankang one after another, he was a little confused and honestly said her evil deeds.