"Boom!" The world suddenly burst into anger and cursed directly at the Liu family.
"What's his Liu family? Is it so rich and powerful? Can you do whatever you want?"
"Fuck, what kind of 'hunting' game is there to train killers to play? Is the lives of ordinary people in their eyes all pigs and dogs? Can we kill them at will?"
Amid the curses across the country, there are two places that are very peaceful, one is Shanxi, and the other is Chenyang, where the incident occurred. Needless to say, Shanxi is the Liu family’s nest.
In Chenyang, now the Liu family is entrenched here, so the common people have no courage to say anything. The people who were still indignant just now and were worried about Ye Tianming suddenly shut their mouths.
The video was quickly reprinted online, but only two hours later. This video, including the previous posts by the Liu family against Ye Tianming, disappeared. No matter how netizens searched, they could not search.
Nie Qing walked out of a rented residential building and drove straight to the newspaper.
"Sir, editor! There is big news. We didn't have any moves?" Nie Qing walked into the editor-in-chief's office and asked.
The editor-in-chief is an old man in his fifties. When he saw Nie Qing pushing his glasses on his nose, he said, "My Miss Pin, where have you been going these days? You can't even find someone."
Nie Qing raised his hand behind him to the old man and said, "This was stolen from my second uncle. I'll honor you."
The old man's eyes lit up behind the lens, "Centennial Moutai?"
Nie Qing nodded: "Yes! Do you want it?"
"You want it!" The old man snatched it over and put it carefully in the drawer.
"You little girl, you show your kindness with nothing to do. What's the matter?"
Nie Qing said: "What happened these days is big news. If you don't post headlines, you will be gone."
"Haha,,, little girl, you miscalculated this time. I have notified you to report this matter in one page."
"Ah?" Nie Qing opened his mouth wide, "This is the Liu family, aren't you afraid of revenge?"
"I'm so old, why are you afraid of revenge?"
Nie Qing leaned forward and climbed onto the desk, stretched out her hand and wanted to open the drawer. The old man hurriedly blocked it and shouted, "Little girl! What do you want to do?"
"Give me the wine back." Nie Qing shouted unyieldingly.
"No! You have given it to me and you still have no way to go back."
Just when the old and the young man had a "war" for a bottle of wine, the door was gently knocked. Nie Qing hurriedly climbed off the desk, and the old man sat down and shouted, "Come in."
A girl in her twenties walked in and saw Nie Qing smiling and said, "Sister Nie! You are back."
"Well! Xiao Shu! Are there any big news these days?" Nie Qing asked.
"Yes! It's just killing the murderer Jiang Cheng and the video that appeared on the Internet just now. We have already arranged the version to let the editor see if it's OK."
The old man waved his hand and said, "No need to read it, work overtime to print tonight."
"Okay! Xiao Shu nodded and walked out." Then he took the door and blinked at Nie Qing the moment he closed the door.
Nie Qing saw Xiaoshu walking out and staring at the old man and said, "Give me the wine back quickly."
The old man shook his head violently: "No return."