Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

The man held his arm, which was normal, and screamed in pain, rolling on the ground wailing.

The scene was so weird that Xiaohui couldn't help but shiver.

"Is it the pain of sawing off your arm?"

Jiang Ling sat on the sofa, her lips half curled, nonchalantly glancing at the man rolling around begging for mercy, and said leisurely: "Or is it the pain of having your skull opened and your brain removed?"

After he finished speaking, the man started screaming again, holding his head, his entire face distorted to the extreme.

But he didn't suffer any physical harm at all, he just felt his bones being torn apart bit by bit, with piercing pain and his whole body twitching.

It hurt so much that he didn't even know where the pain was transmitted to his brain.

"Or the pain of instantly entering a space of minus 200 degrees?"

The man curled himself up again, trembling all over.

What made him feel most devastated was that he couldn't even die. He wanted to die. He had never wanted to die so much in his life.

Death will bring relief, right?

Why was it so painful? It really hurt so much that he couldn't even make a sound.

Like a walking madman, with dull eyes and dilated pupils.

"Sister Ling...Sister Ling, is he dead?" Xiaohui thought he had seen many ways of harming people, but this was the first time he had seen such a bizarre way without even a drop of blood being shed.

His intuition told him that this was more painful than those children, and even he himself was a little scared.

This woman is so scary.

"He's not dead. Let him live a few more days. Xiaohui, when he wakes up tomorrow morning and tells others what happened tonight, will anyone believe him?"

Xiaohui thought about it and shook his head.

Jiang Ling smiled. This man would live in different kinds of pain every day for a period of time in the future. He would look for various doctors like crazy and tell others about the strange things that happened to him.

In the eyes of others, he is just a mental patient. Once he commits suicide out of complete despair, what difference will it make even if he goes to hell?

In front of Jiang Ling, she was just an ant.

"Sister Ling, don't you use him to find the mastermind?"

"A big tree has many branches. Among the countless branches, he is just a leaf and has no effect at all."

It was clear when Jiang Ling came that he couldn't even be called a small follower.

After dealing with this matter, Jiang Ling pulled out those dead souls with his bare hands.

Those souls were separated from their bodies inexplicably while they were sleeping. They didn't even have a chance to react and turned into ashes in an instant.

These people were not good people when they were alive.

All the children returned to their original bodies, and Xiaohui felt even more that he had chosen the right people.

Before he was about to go back, he bowed deeply to Jiang Ling: "Sister Ling, I will grow up as fast as possible and will never hold you back. By the way, my name is Li Hui."

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "You are now called Pang Huan, and you are the only heir of the Pang family."

Isn't that all it takes to revive a dead body?

I can't bear to make so much money and then lose everything when I die.

So he borrowed someone else's body, lived it again, and designated himself as his own heir.

Jiang Ling felt that the time was almost up and she also needed to rest. After throwing Pang Huan into his original body, she used a flash talisman to return to the room and went to sleep.

She was a little tired, as she had lost a lot of merit by doing these things.

To Jiang Ling, this was an extremely ridiculous thing. He was clearly doing justice, punishing evil and promoting good, so how could he lose his merits?

The next morning, Jiang Ling finished her breakfast elegantly and started the live broadcast.

[I've come to you, Goddess Jiang, that Dean Huang has gone crazy! What on earth is going on? Are those kids full of resentment and going out to seek revenge? ]

[This is my first time in the live broadcast room. I keep seeing entries about Master Jiang’s live fortune-telling. I’m curious and want to see what it’s all about.]

[She is so popular that I even suspect that she has the capital to support her. ]

[It can't be a script. The police have been dispatched, and those ghosts don't look like special effects. We all know that the police would not appear in the live broadcast room in a scripted manner under normal circumstances.]

[Master Jiang, please send out the lucky bags soon. I can’t wait. ]

[I would like to calculate it, but it still feels too expensive for one rocket. ]

[You should draw it first! ]

As soon as the live broadcast started, the number of people online in the room instantly exceeded 100,000 and is still rising.

How can you not say that there is capital support? Just take Wang Zhenhai, the boss of APP, for example. He has now become a loyal fan of Jiang Ling.

Then the traffic will not be given quickly?

There is also the wealthy woman Luo Shuqing. Although she didn't make any money in the live broadcast room, she spent all the money on marketing and became Jiang Ling's top e-sports fan.

A few minutes later, Brother Deng Deng drew the lucky bag.

Jiang Ling invited us to join the connection.

On the right side of the video is a man wearing a yellow work suit, and netizens can tell what this man’s job is at a glance.

【Hello, delivery boy. 】

[Haha, it turns out that the delivery guy also watches Goddess Jiang’s live broadcast. ]

[I want to ask how much a food delivery guy can earn in a month now? I also want to deliver food. ]

【The delivery guy is a mysterious organization. 】

[He's just a food delivery guy. Don't you think he's low-class? ]

[What era is this? Why is there still occupational discrimination? 】

The delivery guy was wearing a pair of thick glasses, was very thin, and had slightly dark skin, which was obviously caused by being outside in the wind and rain for a long time.

Looks quite honest.

The man didn't wait for Jiang Ling to speak, and complained in broken Mandarin: "Those netizens who said they wanted to deliver food, just give up the idea. Delivering food is really not something that ordinary people can do. It's too torturous."

"You say that we deliverymen go out in the rain every day to deliver food to you, but you always find fault with it. If there is something missing or something extra in the food, what does it have to do with us? We are only responsible for delivering the food!"

The man changed his posture: "Then isn't it the store's fault if the weight is short?"

"I came here to grab the lucky bag because I've been really unlucky lately. I'm so depressed that I even wonder if I've touched something unclean."

"By the way, he suddenly fainted while delivering food two days ago, and was diagnosed with a terminal illness."

"I thought I was unlucky and that it didn't matter if I died, but I thought my mother was still alive and I had to earn some money for her retirement and living expenses. As a result, I was notified of my resignation today because you guys who ordered takeout gave bad reviews. Can't you be more considerate of us?"

[Ah, how miserable, I got a terminal illness and was fired, and there are also dirty things. ]

[Who gave these bad reviews? Anyway, I always give good reviews every time I order takeout. ]

[Everything will be fine. Don't give up treatment. Send us your payment code and we will raise money for you. Everything will be fine.]

[Yes, yes, it is also good luck to win Master Jiang's lucky bag. We can help you. Send the QR code to me and I will transfer one thousand yuan to you first.]

Seeing that these netizens were feeling sorry for him and comforting him, he wiped his nose and sent out his own QR code in the live broadcast room.

After successfully sending it, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he reacted quickly, and continued with a sad face: "Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely live a good life, but in addition to these things, there is another very strange thing."

"Whenever I pass by cats and dogs, those animals will show fighting postures to me, and even bite me. I have never understood why. I heard that if a person is haunted by a ghost, those animals can see it."

"Master Jiang, can you help me? I'm not afraid of death, but I can't be killed by a ghost, right?"

As he was talking, he quietly opened Yu'e Bao and took a look. It was strange. So many people in the live broadcast room said they would transfer money to him, so why didn't his balance increase at all?

No, maybe there were too many people transferring money and the process was stuck.

After comforting himself, he looked at Jiang Ling.

Looking at Jiang Ling's slightly curved fox eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.