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Chapter 6 Boy, I Was Wrong

Before the thin old lady deliberately tried to mess with Song Ankang, Zhao Guoer, a beautiful girl about 20 years old with a melon-shaped dimples, was broadcasting live.

The name on her beating fish live broadcast is Guoguoguo.

The secret recorder camera on the chest clearly shot the thin old lady, and the scene in the camera appeared in the live broadcast room on the mobile phone: "Dear brothers and sisters, today we came to Youyue Pedestrian Street to expose the old lady Wang Guixiang who was hitting the cart here at the request of fans. The one in front of him who was dry and thin and had a fierce look in his eyes was Wang Guixiang, a famous cart on Youyue Pedestrian Street.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people had gathered in Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room, all the audiences who rushed to hear the news.

As a first-line anchor on Beating Fish Live, Zhao Guoer has nearly one million followers, and she usually has 30,000 to 40,000 fans watching every live broadcast, not to mention that this live broadcast is full of gimmicks.

The sweet and innocent female anchor fights the old lady who fights the game, it makes people feel excited when they think about it.

"I know that this old lady is not a good person when I see her face. Guoguo must expose her today and let her go into the bureau to reflect on her."

"I live near Youyue Pedestrian Street. Once I saw Wang Guixiang hit a girl with her own eyes and forced the girl to cry. Finally, she left her salary for a few months and said she would never come to Jianghai again."

"This kind of person is so hateful. My family has become poor because of an old man who is trying to deal with it. Now it's not rich."

"Look, everyone, the old lady is eyeing a handsome little brother. Oh, she deliberately bumped into it!"

...

What the old lady Wang Guixiang didn't expect was that when she bumped into Song Ankang, she obviously didn't use much effort. In her opinion, Song Ankang, as a strong guy, would stagger at most when facing this collision.

But what Wang Guixiang didn't expect was that in the face of her slight collision, Song Ankang fell down first. At this time, Wang Guixiang had just begun to fall to the ground.

Why did this young man fall down faster than her?

Could it be that you met your colleagues?

Wang Guixiang quickly lie down on the ground, forming a straight line with Song Ankang who was lying on the ground.

This is a capital letter "one"!

Sixty-year-old lady vs twenty-year-old young man!

Both sides fell down together!

have equal shares!

Seeing this, the passers-by around basically no one stopped. They were almost late for work, so they didn’t have time to watch the fun. However, the little brother lying on the ground was really handsome and had the urge to pack it and take it to the workplace.

Looking at Wang Guixiang falling down slowly, Song Ankang, who was indeed knocked down by Wang Guixiang, didn't understand what was going on. He originally thought that the old lady had accidentally bumped into him, but he didn't expect that she was a slut.

If that's the case, you can't get up easily.

"Young man, can you be more shameful? How old are you? You are young and strong in your twenties, and you actually come to fight me as an old lady in my sixties. Your impact broke my waist. If you don't have 100,000 today, you don't want to leave." Wang Guixiang complained first and shouted at Song Ankang.

Song Ankang smiled and lay on the ground and said, "There are so many surveillance monitors around you. You obviously hit me on purpose, okay, but you want to turn the tables."

"I didn't say you hit me, but we both have responsibilities. If you look at the road and move out of time, we won't bump into each other." Wang Guixiang is very experienced in dealing with such things: "So do you have to take part of the responsibility? But I am in my sixties, can you react so promptly, so you have to take most of the responsibility."

"You said it's public or private. If it's public, we'll go to the police station to solve the problem and call your parents. At worst, we can meet with the court. If it's private, you can give me 100,000 yuan now. For today's affairs, otherwise you won't be able to be safe in the next period of time."

Looking at Wang Guixiang who looked like he was determined to eat, Song Ankang sneered: "I don't accept these two, but if you don't give me a hundred million yuan in medical expenses today, you will definitely not be able to escape, and the police station will deal with you."

"What does it mean?" Wang Guixiang was angry: "You are a young man in your twenties who hit me an old lady in your 60s. She is so embarrassed to ask me for medical expenses. Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Song Ankang smiled slightly: "No matter how thick you are, it's not as thick as you. Sorry, I have congenital heart disease and my physical condition has always been very weak. You just pretended to be sick...ah..."

Speaking of this, Song Ankang suddenly turned his legs to the sky, making a "hehe" sound, looking like he was having a heart attack.

"ah……"

Seeing this scene, Wang Guixiang, the old lady who touched the porcelain, was stunned. She didn't care about pretending to be disabled, got up and ran towards Song Ankang: "Young man, don't scare me, are you really sick or fake? If it's true, do you have medicine? I'll feed you."

"hehe……"

Song Ankang made a strange sound in his throat, which looked like the sound made by the goddess when treating the spare tire. It scared Wang Guixiang's hands and feet softened: "Auntie is wrong. I won't touch you anymore. Get up quickly. If something happens, the aunt can't afford to compensate."

"Haha..." Song Ankang continued to make a "Haha" sound contemptuously. Seeing his hands and feet stiffened, Wang Guixiang couldn't help but lose her soul, thinking that Song Ankang was really not good.

In Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room, tens of thousands of viewers were also frightened at this time.

"No, that handsome little brother seems to have a heart attack. Guoguo, call 120 quickly and ask 120 to save people soon."

"This is indeed the case when a heart attack occurs. Isn't this little brother scaring the old lady who is trying to get into a car accident? He really has a heart attack."

"Young brother who looks so beautiful, don't have anything to do, otherwise it would be a pity."

"Since ancient times, handsome guys have been living a life of a poor life, but we ugly people have lived longer. The young ladies upstairs, why don't you think about me?"

...

Just as Zhao Guoer was about to call 120 and Wang Guixiang's crocodile's tears were about to fall, Song Ankang suddenly stopped his strange movements and looked at Wang Guixiang and sneered: "How about it, do you still want to touch my porcelain now?"

"No, no, no, young man, the aunt is willing to give in. I'll leave quickly now, don't scare me anymore." Wang Guixiang shook her head repeatedly, feeling her heart almost jumping out.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Guoer's live broadcast room was in an uproar again.

"I just said that the little brother was playing with the old lady who was playing with the porcelain. Now you believe it."

"I learned that next time I encounter this situation, I will do the same, and I will never have to worry about being hit by the car again."

"The little brother is not only handsome, but also has a very handsome behavior. I love you."
Chapter completed!
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