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Eighty: A live broadcast of trembling

"Ha, ha, ha!" Qiu Han laughed dryly three times strangely.

As soon as I closed the sound of Wang Fan, I could go upstairs and saw Qiu Han's disdainful expression.

He walked to Qiu Han angrily and spoke: "You are laughing? I will let you know what it means to not laugh! People come, take all these people away!"

"What a great official power, Director Wang!" The madman sneered and continued.

After all, lunatics work in media, so they have to deal with various industries frequently, and their connections must be very wide.

Director Wang looked in the voice and happened to see the cell phone in the madman's hand. He immediately understood that his words and actions must have been recorded.

But then I thought about it, this place was his jurisdiction, and he could still have a way to deal with it for a few people. In addition, there was some background behind him, so his courage immediately became stronger.

"Come here, I locked this person up and confiscated the cell phone in his hand. I suspect there is evidence of a fight on the scene tonight?" Director Wang still roared with a strong roar.

After ordering, two policemen in uniforms immediately stepped forward and snatched the cell phone from the madman's hand.

The madman retreated, and then an extremely disharmonious voice came out.

"Damn, what area is this policeman? This is the scumbag!"

"Is this a violation of the law knowing the law, what people's police?"

"What did others say wrong? Is there someone else shooting someone for their own selfish desires?"

"Scum, a scumbag in the police force, embarrassing, Director of the Grass and Mud Horse King!"

...

Everyone stood still, not knowing what to do. It turned out that this crazy man started a live broadcast on the largest live broadcast platform in Jiangcheng after Director Wang came in. He was also a senior boss who had been a media company for many years. He was naturally familiar with the control of the backstage. For a time, major live broadcast platforms directly bridged the video ports. What's even more annoying is that no one else showed up during the shooting, and it was clearly visible to him, Director Wang's people.

Director Wang was a little confused. Is this the era of the Internet so scary? I have never encountered it before? What should I do? What should I do?

"Hehe, hehe, jokes, jokes, slips, old friends are all misunderstandings." While saying that, he also winked at the madman, signaling the madman to give him a step and talk?

"Misunderstanding, it damages the public image, and the people's police?"

"That's right, I should have removed my post and investigated this scum?"

"Ah, my policeman's dream has been broken, fuck!"

"Is there a pig upstairs?"

"You are a pig, your whole family is..."

Dede, the hot comments instantly became much better than live broadcasts.

Seeing that it was almost done, the madman directly cut off the live broadcast port. Public opinion has been created. It will always be a king's move when he sees it is better. If it is too much, it will not be a good thing.

Wang Fantu was already sweating profusely at this time, and when he looked closely, his legs were still trembling slightly.

"Director Wang, do you still want to steal my cell phone?" asked the madman.

Director Wang did not answer. While hesitating, his cell phone ringed, "You are my little baby, I have little baby..."

Everyone was dizzy when they heard this, and four words were directly imprinted into their minds: Keep a lover!

Wang Fantu looked at his phone, but did not answer, and hung up directly, which further confirmed everyone's guess. What time is it at this time, and I'm going to have to be a little baby?

"Assemble, gather, act, to protect the safety of people's lives and property safety..."

It was still Wang Fan’s phone ring tone. It seems that this is an internal jam and the ring tone is different.

Wang Fantu immediately looked at the call and answered the call without hesitation. Everyone did not know which senior executive came, but the sound of the earpiece could be heard clearly: "Wang Fantu, are you crazy? You have shamed our entire police system. You are the police force and the black sheep. Now you have been stopped from investigating. Get back with your people immediately!"

After saying that, the sound of the other person hanging up the phone angrily came.

Wang Fantu was so paralyzed that he sat on the ground. It was over, it was over, it was completely finished. What should I do? What should I do?

Qiu Han looked at him with disgust: "Wang Qitu, right? Congratulations, you have to perform well. Your behavior of destroying your relatives for justice is worthy of praise. The bureau will give you a banner, thank you!"

After Qiu Han said that, he smiled strangely in the direction downstairs of Wang Qitu. The boy was moved by me and even called Zi Yuyan's Qitu. Damn the name is a Qitu ghost.

After hearing Qiu Han's words, the madman gave him a thumbs up.

When Wang Fantu heard this, he felt a clever feeling and immediately woke up. He suddenly got up and wanted to find Wang Qitu downstairs, but was pulled by several teammates.

"A turtle, I have caused trouble for me since I was a child. Today I want to beat you to death. If you are disabled, it will also harm people."

"Director Wang, let's talk?" the madman spoke.

This sentence appeared like a life-saving straw, and Wang Fantu agreed without thinking.

"Okay, OK!"

Qiu Han winked at his brothers and took the lead in the private room Huanran Hall. The madman followed closely behind. Director Wang dragged his heavy legs and slowly stepped in.

I left a few people waiting for me, and I was envious. This is my brother, so strong and tacit understanding.

With the police on the scene, it will naturally not be chaotic. But the atmosphere has become extremely strange. This weirdness mainly comes from four women: Zi Yuyan, Dong Xiaolan, Mu Rongxiao, and Liu Sang.
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