Chapter 1600: Lu Qingxin paid his debts with blood.

The little fat man's mother looked at Lu Qingxin, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of her lips had a cold smile.
She walked to the camera and stood there, smiling sweetly at the camera.
For some people, blood on their hands is killing.
But for Little Fatty’s mother, although this Lu Qingxin’s hands were not stained with Little Fatty’s blood, she was also the culprit for her son’s death.
The small red light in front of the camera lens flickered slightly.
The little red dots that shone like that were very bloody.
"Next, I will lead everyone to witness a fair trial."
An hour later, Lu Qingxin woke up quietly.
She looked at the woman in Chanel in front of her, with a panic in her brows and eyes.
Because, after waking up, she discovered that her hands were tied to the armrest of the tiger chair.
She can't move.
The fingertips of both hands were glowing white.
In an instant, the blood on Lu Qingxin's face disappeared completely.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Lu Qing asked tremblingly.
what do you want to do?
What is your purpose for doing this?
Why are you doing this?
Do you know...
There were countless questions in Lu Qingxin's voice. She had faintly felt that something was wrong with this woman before, but she couldn't find the reason for it...
Only now did she understand that perhaps the woman in front of her was not a reporter for Strawberry Daily.
It's a neurosis.
"What do I want to do?"
Little Fatty's mother smiled. She took out a needle from her bag, and slowly pierced the liquid from the needle into Lu Qingxin's arm.
"You should have a taste of this like the elephant in the garden."
Elephant Garden?
When people are in a crisis, their thinking reaction is several decibels higher than before.
Lu Qingxin instantly guessed the true identity of the woman in front of him.
She screamed in fright, "No, it's not like that. The death of Little Fatty has nothing to do with me. I didn't kill anyone, I really didn't kill anyone..."
Lu Qingxin's voice was sharp and high-pitched.
She even hopes that with her own voice, other people can be alert.
"Miss Lu, you don't have to speak so loudly, it's not good for your voice."
Little Fatty's mother walked to Lu Qingxin's face, and pointed her finger at the camera lens.
"Moreover, you are really not decent at all now. Have you seen this camera? Now, countless netizens are observing your performance at this time through a live broadcast software. Don't let me down. ."
"You lunatic!!"
Lu Qing screamed, crazy, crazy, really crazy.
Little Fatty's mother was not only not angry, but smiled lightly.
"You are right, I am indeed the lunatic in your mouth."
"What do you want?"
Lu Qingxin's voice was very soft and soft.
She thought, if this is really a live broadcast, maybe someone will want to notify the police to save her if they see that they are trapped.
"eye for eye."
These four words are gloomy and gloomy.
Lu Qingxin's appearance at this time, in Gu Yancheng's eyes, seemed to be an extremely stunning world-class performance.
He cut several pictures, saved them to the hard disk of the computer, and delivered them to Ye Tianxin, who was far away in the imperial capital.