Chapter 375: Bullying of cute cats is prohibited 22

They were unable to put out the fire after all, and in order to save their lives, they had no choice but to give up and flee.

Mingnan did not stop them and deliberately let them escape.

205 puzzled: [Aren’t you here for revenge? Why did you let them run away? ]

Mingnan looked at the Shancheng Temple which collapsed into ruins, clapped his hands contentedly, and when he was sure that the fire was over, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the pines were as surging as waves, without suffering any damage.

She swaggered down the road, no longer hiding herself, because the three had already run away and she was not afraid of being seen.

[Because I still want to use them to hook Wang Youbao. Now that Shancheng Temple has been burned down, they have nowhere to go. They must go to the city to find a place to live. With their greedy character, they are probably unwilling to spend their own money. They are very likely to go to Wang Youbao. As long as they appear in the same frame with Wang Youbao, Wang Youbao will be tied to their boat.]

205 Liao Ran said: [Do you want to use the power of public opinion? ]

Mingnan: [Congratulations, you have learned how to answer questions quickly.]

After she got down the mountain, she called another car and left as if nothing had happened.

After returning to the hotel, she contacted a marketing account and anonymously released the news that Shancheng Temple had been burned.

Of course, if it is just an ordinary hit, it will be difficult to attract people's attention in this era where traffic is king.

Therefore, Mingnan deliberately emphasized that "only Shancheng Temple was burned", and the surrounding plants and trees were not affected at all.

The photos she had posted in the past also confirmed this point. The marketing account found it interesting and quickly exaggerated the story, secretly leading the matter to the supernatural side.

He didn't say it explicitly, but people can guess it through his words.

Sure enough, within less than half a day after the message was sent out, the matter spread on the Internet and there were many different opinions.

Shancheng Temple, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became popular. Many local people came out and talked about their past experiences with Shancheng Temple. It was unknown whether they were true or not, but everyone spoke very seriously, satisfying people's curiosity and causing public opinion to ferment again.

More and more people forwarded the comments, and news from previous years of Shancheng Temple were also dug out.

There were also some people who were curious and immediately rushed to Shancheng Temple, took photos and videos, and posted them online, saying that it was a miracle and guessing that maybe Shancheng Temple was blessed by a master, so the surrounding plants were not harmed.

Mingnan did not explain. For some things, the greater the contrast, the more it can resonate with people when it reverses.

She was browsing the comments when her cell phone suddenly rang.

The WeChat dialogue box popped up.

She clicked on it and found that it was Ning Jue who sent a few pictures.

Ning Jue: [Have you had dinner? ]

Ning Jue: [I made fried eggs with tomatoes today, but suddenly I remembered that you were not at home, so I had to eat it by myself. ]

Ningjue’s dishes are well cooked and the photos are also well taken. The eggs are golden yellow and the tomatoes are deep red. You can smell the fragrance just by looking at them.

Mingnan's stomach immediately growled.

She slid her fingers and the rest of the dishes were also her favorites.

She couldn't help but send a bunch of emoticons to attack Ning Jue.

Ning Jue stood by the table and couldn't help laughing.

Ning Jue: [I’ll make it for you when you come back. ]

Mingnan snorted, "I'll order takeout now."

The two of them argued for a while, and Ning Jue said: "If you need my help, just let me know. I'm always online."

Mingnan guessed that he must have seen today's news.

It goes without saying that Ning Jue's family is very rich, and he is also very capable. He has more money than he can spend. Moreover, he has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has familiar media and marketing accounts, so it is easy for him to do whatever he wants.

But Mingnan didn't want to drag him into it.

And she can solve it herself, so Ning Jue doesn't need to help.

But she didn't say anything definite, otherwise Ning Jue would definitely feel bad, so she replied: [Well, when I need you, I will definitely not be polite to you, don't worry~]

Ning Jue looked at the message, was silent for a while, and then laughed it off.

…

The next day, the entire internet was still discussing the Shancheng Temple incident, and the rumors were getting more and more bizarre, with people saying that a group of animals were seen running down the mountain, as if they knew in advance that a disaster was going to happen.

Mingnan had never thought about this, and it was a pleasant surprise that the person who posted this comment also posted related photos.

The comments below surged.

Mingnan secretly gave him a thumbs up using his secondary account.

It turns out that God is watching what you do. It just so happens that her videos can be sent out tonight.

These can be considered as advance preparations.

She changed her clothes and quietly made a pinch after leaving the hotel. A thin glowing line that only she could see spread out from her fingertips and drifted away into the distance.

Mingnan followed immediately.

She placed a tracking device on those three people yesterday. No matter where they go, as long as the tracking device is not ineffective, she will be able to find them.

An hour later, she arrived outside a high-end club.

At this time, the lights were just coming on, and the club's sign was shining brightly in the night.

There were rows of luxury cars parked outside.

Bodyguards in black suits patrolled back and forth. The security was extremely good and everyone entering had to show a special card.

This should be a membership system. Non-members are not allowed to enter if they come here on their own.

But this is not a problem for Mingnan, she can become invisible.

She sneaked in while the bodyguard was checking the cards of the young masters. When she entered the door, she accidentally stepped on someone, and the person shouted, "Who stepped on me?"

"Who stepped on you? Are you drunk?"

"No, someone really stepped on me! I could really feel it, and it hurt."

"Nonsense, are you being stepped on by a ghost? Stop embarrassing yourself and get in quickly."

Mingnan, who was standing next to him: "..."

She moved her feet away awkwardly and clasped her hands together facing his back.

Sorry bro, I really didn't mean it!

She rushed in as the door opened.

"Ouch—who bumped into me?"

"How did you get infected? Who bumped into you?"

"I want to know too!"

"I know, it's Lao Liu's shamelessness. He is thick-skinned and he is confronting you."

Several young men burst into laughter.

Mingnan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went upstairs following the guidance of the silk thread.

She climbed all the way up to the third floor, and when she came out she saw the thread disappear into the door at the end.

She looked around and the elevator opened with a ding. Just then, a beautiful woman in a high-slit cheongsam came out, holding a beautiful fruit plate and went straight to the room at the end.

What a coincidence!

Mingnan's eyes lit up and he followed immediately.

The beauty pushed open the door of the private room at the end, and a soothing and gentle music slowly flowed out.

Mingnan peeked inside through the crack in the door and saw a beautiful woman sitting in the corner playing the pipa, and four other people were sitting on the sofa, helping to pour wine and light cigarettes.

Sitting in the middle of the sofa were Wang Youbao and his three fellow apprentices.

Mingnan narrowed his eyes, took out his mobile phone and turned on the recording mode, just in time to record the beautiful woman lighting the cigarette in her hand, taking a puff, then straightening up and blowing lightly towards the senior brother's face.

The beautiful woman next to Wang Youbao picked up the wine and said with a smile: "Boss Wang, do you want me to feed you?"

Wang Youbao pinched her face, his eyes ambiguous and obscene: "How do you feed her?"