One Hundred and Seventy-Six: How to Gracefully Kill Meng Yi (13)

[Book Title: The Empress' Live Streaming Strategy The Empress' Live Streaming Strategies Chapter 176: How to Gracefully Kill Meng Yi (13) [Fifth update, monthly ticket 875+] Author: Fried Shiitake Mushrooms]

The latest chapter of "The Empress Live Streaming Strategy" dear~ The domain name of this site: the abbreviated homonym of "166 Novels", easy to remember! Good-looking novels are strongly recommended: Legend of Martial God, World Dragon King, Wulian peak, Wuhen, Snow Eagle Lord, King of Ten Thousand Realms, Mountain Village, Taoyuan, The Strongest Senior Brother in History, Meng Hun, also understood when he heard it, and at this moment, he also understood why Jiang Pengji was silent.

This method... is indeed somewhat unfair.

After being reminded like this, the others also realized that they wanted to exchange Meng Bing for food.

It's just that their captain wants to kill Meng Que. If Meng Que is exchanged for food, won't this kid continue to make trouble?

"Isn't that going to work... Do we want to let this little bastard go? If we take him as a hostage and ask the Meng family to give us food, he will definitely hold grudges even more, and then both Mr. Xiaolang and the captain will be implicated. Miss this time Opportunity, it will be difficult to kill him in the future."

"I don't want to let this beast go so easily!"

"I don't want to let it go!"

Several people were chattering, and their opinions were relatively unified, but they were also very hesitant in their hearts, and Meng Hun clenched his fists unwillingly.

Meng Ting listened to their conversation, his heart was like riding a roller coaster, and his heart kept trembling as he went up and down.

Just now I felt that I was bound to die, but now I feel...he can still be saved.

According to what he knew about Meng Hun, he had a great chance of surviving.

snort!

When he finds his subordinates or returns to the Meng Mansion, he must let the untouchables present die one by one.

No!

He couldn't let them die too easily, he had to be tortured severely first, and then he could calm down.

After a long time, Meng Hun let go of his fist, and the palm of his hand was already bleeding from the nail pinch, but he didn't realize it.

"Let him write a letter asking for food!" Meng Hun gritted his molars unwillingly, secretly swallowed back the iron smell gushing up his throat, and said with red eyes, "Let him keep his life first." Then... we... have another chance next time."

After hearing this, Meng Ting almost laughed so hard that his stomach hurts.

Jiang Pengji listened to everyone's words, and silently reflected on herself...

Is her heart really that dark?

【Anchor v】: #偶笑, this is a group of very honest boys, I feel a little unbearable.

The audience in the live broadcast room also thought that Meng Ting would not die, and they were filled with righteous indignation and felt too suffocated.

However, when they saw the barrage from Jiang Pengji, some veteran drivers who reacted quickly lit candles for Meng Ting one after another.

[一叶成船]: #笑哭, can I say that I was also involved by the anchor just now? I thought that Meng Ting would not die.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: I want to repent, I have shamed my id, how could such a black-hearted anchorman slap himself in the face? She said that she wanted to kill Meng Ji gracefully, and she would never let this kid live to see the sun tomorrow...

[I love the great god Yunji]: I was wrong, I should believe that the anchor is not a good person.

[Years go by in the fingers]: The anchor is really bad, guess that poor Meng Bing thinks he is saved, right?

[Ai Ze Huahuo]: Light a row of candles for Meng Yi, and at the same time feel sorry for the upright boys in the room.

Jiang Pengji controlled her expression very well, and she also had a serious and dignified expression. She went to another room to get a pen and ink.

He said to Meng Ji, "write it, if you don't want to suffer more, then don't play tricks."

Meng Ting snorted at this moment, his expression appeared haughty, and the eyes he looked at Jiang Pengji seemed to be poisoned.

When he regains his freedom, he will not only severely humiliate Meng Yi and those big bosses, castrate them so that they cannot be regarded as men, but also throw them into the south courtyard, pick up lowly guests, and wait for torture Enough, enough fun, let them die.

He would not let this Liu Xi in front of him go, his fate would be a hundred times worse than Meng Hun's, and he would have to bury the entire Liu Mansion with him!

Meng Ting is used to being unscrupulous,

Even though he is still under the control of others, he has already determined that Jiang Pengji and the others dare not attack him, so he doesn't know how to restrain himself. The hatred in his eyes almost dyes his eye sockets red, as if he will rush over and bite him in the next second. people.

Seeing Meng Ting's reaction like this, the others were worried.

"You wait for me!"

Meng Yi swore secretly in his heart.

Jiang Pengji seemed to see what he wanted to express, and instead smiled provocatively at him.

Meng Ting snorted again. He was about to express that he could not move his wrist or write, but he found that his right hand, which had been unable to move before, gradually regained consciousness. After a few kneading, it returned to its original state, as if the weakness before was his fault. illusion.

He didn't have extra brains to think, picked up the brush, got used to the feeling of using the brush a little, and then wrote.

Not to mention, although Meng Ting is not good, his handwriting is beautiful.

After watching the live broadcast, the audience expressed that they could not accept it.

[I love the great god Yunji]: In the future, whoever speaks to the baby like a human will be pasted with a slap.

What Meng Ting did, as well as his conduct in the world, is the biggest mockery of this sentence.

After a while, Meng Yi had finished writing and stamped his own seal by the way.

The content is simple and clear at a glance, without much talent, and there are no word traps.

Too conceited and conceited, Meng Ting had already decided that Jiang Pengji and the others would not dare to do anything to him.

That being the case, what else did he need to do on the bamboo slips?

It's just a few hundred shi of grain. For the Meng family, more than this amount of grain rots in the rice warehouse every year.

Jiang Pengji dried the ink stains on the bamboo slips with a candle, checked again and again, and found that there was no problem before rolling up the bamboo slips with satisfaction.

Compared to her satisfaction, the captain seemed to have lost his soul, his complexion extremely pale.

That's right, the enemy is close at hand, and he can strangle him to death with his own hands, but he can't do that, how can he not be angry?

Seeing this, Meng Ting became more and more elated.

However, Jiang Pengji's next sentence sent him directly from heaven to hell.

"It's okay, if you have a grudge, revenge, if you have a grudge, let's have a grudge."

Meng Hun: "..."

Meng Bing: "..."

ha?

Did you hear me right?

This is everyone's thoughts at the moment, highly unified.

Instead, Jiang Pengji looked at them suspiciously, and raised the bamboo slips in her hand, "I only said to let Meng Bing write letters and ask for food from the Meng family, but I didn't say I wouldn't let you take revenge. Repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with grievances. This is the law of heaven. This man, Meng Ting, will cause too much trouble."

Everyone's nerves are a little too tight to turn the curve, drifting around the curve, almost getting into a car accident, okay?

"But...Xiao Langjun, if he dies...how can the Meng family give food?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Send the letter and let the Meng family deliver rice and grain according to the letter's requirements. The kidnappers kidnap hostages and use them to blackmail. This is the general process, right? As for Meng Ting, anyway, he is in our hands. Life and death are not important." A question in one sentence? If they give food, people 'may' live, but if they don't give food, they will definitely die. Whether they are willing to give it or not, this is a question of Montenegro."

How long does it take to go from heaven to hell?

The audience in the live broadcast room was counted. According to the anchor's speaking speed, it was about seven or eight seconds. (To be continued.) 166 novel reading network