Chapter 183 The copycat master cuts leeks and accidentally cuts the real one
"What?" Zhang Zhenmin couldn't believe it. He never thought that today would be the day of his death.
My son has returned, but I am about to die. What a sad thing.
He was in great pain and regretted finding such a master liar.
The elderly father cried helplessly at this time, which aroused the sympathy of fans in the live broadcast room.
Zhang Zhenmin is actually quite pitiful. His son was stolen away, his wife committed suicide by jumping off a building, his family was broken up, and now he's dying again.
[Yes, Master, please have some mercy on him and save him. Get rid of this knockoff pretending to be you.]
[He spent thirty years of his life to save his son, and suddenly I felt a little tearful.]
[That's right, Meng Meng has at least called Master "Mommy" for so long, so please help this poor father and son.]
[I pity the heart of all parents. I am willing to pay for his divination and ask the master to save his life.]
Meng Fuling didn't expect so many people to ask her for help, so she helped Zhang Zhenmin up from the ground.
"I understand." She said calmly, "I'll help you get it back."
At this time, the fake Master Mengpo was talking in the live broadcast room, and all the fans below were worshipping her.
A group of believers began to send gifts crazily, and the number of fans in the live broadcast room exceeded five million.
She clasped her hands together and whispered, seemingly unconcerned: "Okay, let's continue fortune-telling today."
"Three divinations a day, ten thousand per divination, first come first served." The fake Meng Po looked mysterious.
'Ding-ling-ling!' The connection has passed.
She looked at the name of the person who requested the connection and sneered, "Meng Po, the number one fortune teller in the underworld?"
"I can't believe there are people imitating me now? Even their names are exactly the same as mine."
"Let me see what kind of monster you are!" She answered the video call coldly.
The video was divided into two, and Meng Fuling appeared at the bottom of the screen holding Xiaoman.
"Hello, I'm Meng Fuling!" She just started to introduce herself, and the copycat's face showed surprise and surprise.
But she quickly calmed down: "What Meng Fuling? Who are you?"
Meng Fuling held Xiaoman in her arms: "You pretended to be me, and you still ask who I am?"
"What did you say? I'm impersonating?" She wasn't flustered at all: "I think you want to impersonate me."
"Did you see that? I'm the officially certified Master Mengpo Meng. How dare you come to my livestream room to try to take advantage of my traffic?"
"I dare to pretend, so I'm not afraid of the gods punishing you. Look carefully, I am Meng Po, and this is my divine chicken Dabao."
This counterfeit was very arrogant and turned the tables, accusing Meng Fuling of being an imposter.
The two individuals had similar faces, which made the fans in the live broadcast room a little confused.
[What's going on? Who is this person? Why does she say she's Master Meng?]
[Not to mention, they look a bit alike, even their roosters are exactly the same.]
[Shame on you! Are you crazy about fame? You actually came to my master's live broadcast room to get traffic?]
[That's right, my master is the best in the world. There are so many people who want to impersonate him, but I didn't expect them to be so blatant.]
[Get out of Master's livestream right now, or I'll report you and ban you as a scumbag.]
A bunch of brainless and furious fans are still defending this fake.
But soon, Meng Fuling's fans rushed into this copycat live broadcast room.
Fans of both sides started to exchange friendly yet polite greetings, and then tens of millions of people began to argue and curse at each other.
The copycat was also a little confused when he saw this situation. After all, he had been pretending for so long and didn't want to meet the real person again.
It took a lot of effort to harvest so many leeks and fans. Now even if it is fake, it must be made real.
"Okay, everyone, stop arguing!" She actually looked like she was trying to stop the fight.
"I won't pursue the matter if you pretend to be me. Just leave immediately!" She waved her hand and pretended to be magnanimous.
Meng Fuling was too lazy to talk nonsense with her: "I can leave, but you have to return Zhang Zhenmin's 30 years of life to him."
The master of the copycat was slightly stunned and immediately confused: "What Zhang Zhenmin, I don't know what you are talking about?"
"Three days ago, you used the excuse of cheating him out of thirty years of luck, but in reality, you stole thirty years of his life."
"You used sorcery to profit from fraud and sold these lifespans to wealthy businessmen on the verge of death, earning huge profits.
"Now he is about to die, so we must return his life to him."
Hearing this, she sneered, "What evidence do you have, you imposter? Don't tell me I don't know Zhang Zhenmin, and I didn't use any evil magic to steal lifespans. I'm Meng Yizhi, a master of metaphysics certified by both the government and the police."
"You're talking nonsense!" Zhang Zhenmin, who was next to the camera, was furious and started yelling directly at the live broadcast.
"I went to see you three days ago, but now you say you don't recognize me. You are the liar."
"How dare you quibble in front of the real Master Mengpo?"
"Give me back my life immediately, or I'll call the police and have you arrested."
Meng Yizhi was obviously surprised to see Zhang Zhenmin suddenly appear.
The fans who were just arguing with each other in the live broadcast room were stunned at this moment, seeing that someone actually recognized Zhang Zhenmin.
[This person looks familiar? Isn't he the fan who came to Master's live broadcast room and offered a large sum of money to find his son?]
[Yes, it was him. I remember it clearly, but he met the master and offered to exchange thirty years of luck for his son.]
[Oh my god, it's only been a few days, how come he's already gotten so old? Could it be that his lifespan has really been lost?]
[I think she was bought by a fake. This is definitely makeup. There's no way she could have aged thirty years overnight.]
[Look, the background is a police station. Could it be that we've been tricked? Is this the real Master Mengpo?]
The fans who just didn't believe it started to have doubts.
Meng Fuling said on the spot: "Whether it is true or not, I am at the police station. Those official accounts in your live broadcast room are all fake."
"I won't pursue the matter of you impersonating me now. I just want you to return your life span."
"Otherwise I will definitely sue you. Using witchcraft to murder others is a serious crime."
Meng Fuling's words instantly changed Meng Yizhi's expression. He didn't expect that both the witness and the real person had arrived.
When the official police accounts in her live broadcast room saw that something was wrong, they all exited and disappeared.
These people were just hired by her, and a careful investigation would immediately reveal that they were fake accounts.
"Humph!" Meng Yizhi finally stopped pretending after seeing this: "That's right, I'm definitely not Master Mengpo."
"But my magic is a hundred times more powerful than yours. I'm just using your name now because I think highly of you."
"This man's life span of thirty years is in my hands. Come and take it yourself if you have the guts."
Meng Yizhi sneered. Such an arrogant sorcerer actually provoked Meng Fuling in public during the live broadcast room.
This was because she was certain that Meng Fuling had no way to deal with her, so she became even more arrogant relying on her own little abilities.
"Yunjin Villa, No. 123 Changheng Street, East City." Meng Fuling said lightly, "This is your house, right?"
Hearing this, Meng Yizhi's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't believe it: "You, how did you know?"
"Not only do I know that No. 304, Building 12, Yajiang Community, Hua Nan Street, East City, is also your property."
"And you bought a small loft apartment in the Second Ring Road area, and now you live here."
"You've bought a lot of real estate with the money you've earned during this time, but I can find you wherever you are."
Meng Yizhi's face turned from ashen to pale. A true master would not talk nonsense with you.
Even if you hide in the toilet, they can still dig you out of the pit.
Meng Fuling issued an ultimatum: "Before 12 o'clock tonight, you must honestly deliver Zhang Zhenmin's life to me, otherwise I will come to you."
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