Chapter 250: None of the Words Are True
“Ouch—”
Brother Fan exploded.
The fried butt smelled so good that it made Fan Ge scream and jump out of the pan.
As a result, he accidentally knocked over the oil pan, and the oil poured down on his head, turning his bald head, which was not very hairy to begin with, into a bald head. Now who could tell his head from his butt?
"ah--"
Brother Fan was in so much pain that tears came out, and it took him a long time to find the strength to speak.
"you…"
He tried his best to lift his head, panting.
"You, you, you, what do you want to do... Who are you... You bitch..."
"Wife, my mother is dead, report it to the police..."
"Hey, are you still dreaming?" Shu Yan kicked him in the heart and snatched his wife's cell phone away.
"Ah!" Brother Fan's eyes went dark and it took him a long time to recover. Now he was finally obedient.
"Who are you, lady... What do you want to do? You want money? Money? I can give it to you..."
"don't want."
"Then you want... do you want me to help you with anything? I, I, I can do it..."
"Really?" Shu Yan pointed his phone at him and filmed him, then asked, "Then answer me, why do you secretly film girls?"
[Brother Fan was shocked.]
This woman actually knew he was secretly filming. Was she here to take revenge on him? No, he couldn't tell her the truth.
Shu Yan changed "real" to "false".
Brother Fan immediately spoke up: "Oh, don't you think it's exciting? No matter how bright and beautiful those little brats are, they can still be seen naked by me!"
Shu Yan slapped him so hard that his teeth flew out.
"Answer again, why do you write those vulgar marketing articles and lead people online to bully innocent girls?"
Brother Fan didn't want to answer at all, but his mouth couldn't control itself: "Those little bitches would rather chase celebrities than even look at me, why can't I write! I'm going to let them scold and beat me up, so that they can look down on me!"
Snap, another slap.
“If you are looking down on people, why don’t you go find a poor woman weighing 300 pounds?”
"Why the f*ck is he looking for a tank?"
Pop.
“How many articles of this kind have you written?”
“99 of them!”
Pop.
"Is there a single word of truth?"
“It’s all fake!”
Pop.
“What do you think of your fans?”
"Haha, what a bunch of idiots! They believe whatever I say!"
Pop.
"Do you know you're wrong?"
"What did I do wrong? I did nothing wrong!"
Pop.
"What else have you done that's illegal?"
"Humph, there are so many! Look, I bought my wife. I also abducted over 20 women. All the wives in this village were abducted by me!"
Snap, Shu Yan turned off the video.
"Hey, you're amazing, kid. You've done everything the criminal law forbids you to do, right?"
She originally wanted to finish recording the video and get the matter over with, but now it seems that he has done much more than just posting a few short articles.
She turned her head to look at Brother Fan's wife huddled in the corner, and saw that there was hope in her eyes, but her face was haggard.
"System, check Brother Fan and this village."
[Okay.]
The system checked, and three seconds later, everyone was shocked: [Yanyan, this village is a bachelor village, and almost all the women were abducted!]
This fanboy's name is Zhu Fantong. When he was young, he couldn't find a wife, so his parents arranged for him to have one. He saw that this industry was profitable, so he joined it.
[Over the years, almost all the wives who came to this village were trafficked by him, his parents, and his brothers. He made a lot of money from this business, but he left it all to his son.]
[His wife is Jiang Fengxiang. She was originally the only daughter of a small cadre family. She was admitted to a 985 university 23 years ago.
But on the first day of school, she was abducted by an old kidnapper from the village who came to the city and sold to Zhu Fantong.
Her parents searched the world for her for twenty years. Three years ago, her mother died of exhaustion and illness, and her father committed suicide by jumping into a river...
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