The evil people call me green tea, I make money by selling swords

Chapter 70: Do you want to pour a bowl of black dog blood?
The man with the gold watch looked guilty, angry and scared, and shouted at Jiang Wan, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Wan pouted and cried, shrank and pointed behind him, "Really, there is a hunchbacked man. He is covered in blood and his head is rotten. Turn around and take a look..."

"fart!"

The man with the gold watch cursed loudly, but the man with the beer belly interrupted him with a smile on his face.

"Oh, Jiang Wan drank too much and talked nonsense. Didn't you say it yourself? Even if she said something wrong, wouldn't you blame her?"

The fat-faced man also smiled, "That's right, come and sit down, don't scare her!"

The others were silent, silently picking at the vegetables in their bowls.

The man with the gold watch returned to his seat with a strange look on his face. He turned back and took a deep look at Jiang Wan, his heart pounding.

There was an accident on the construction site a few days ago. The worker's safety rope became rotten over time and was not replaced in time. As a result, when the hanging rope was painting the facade that day, a worker's rope broke and fell down to his death.

Due to equipment problems at the construction site, workers were injured and killed. Not only did the project have to be stopped, but they all had to be punished by the superiors. So he asked a few of his men to bury the man and tell the public that he quit his job.

That man was a thin, hunchbacked man.

This matter is very secretive. Even the few people who know about it at the construction site have been silenced. How could Jiang Wan, a celebrity, know about such a thing?
Or……

The man with the gold watch shuddered and took a sip of white wine. The spicy taste hit his head. He deliberately said loudly, "I don't believe this! There are no ghosts in this world! What era is this? Stop engaging in feudal superstition."

The fat-faced man winked at Jiang Wan and moved his face wildly, "Jiang Wan! Give Mr. Zhang a drink and apologize! What bad words he said!"

"No need!" The man with the gold watch looked livid, and the fat-faced man picked up the wine glass, trying to calm down the atmosphere, "If he doesn't accept your toast, I will. Come on, Jiang Wan, let's have a drink."

Jiang Wan looked behind the fat-faced man and tilted her head, "Do you want to drink too?

The fat-faced man hadn't realized it yet, so he smiled and said, "Yes, yes, have a drink. I remembered that my brand that sells jewelry is going to change its spokesperson recently. If you are interested, go to my place tomorrow to find out more about it."

Jiang Wan sneered inwardly, maybe she doesn't understand jewelry, but the treasure in your crotch, right?

She supported the table, stood up unsteadily, poured a glass of orange juice, placed it on the turntable, and handed it to him.

"Hey, you drank too much and you gave me a drink? Are you afraid that I drank too much? Hahaha!"

The fat-faced man took the orange juice and smiled so hard that he was about to take a sip when Jiang Wan suddenly shouted——

"Not for you!"

Everyone looked confused, then saw Jiang Wan's misty eyes blink, and then said, "It's the little girl on your shoulder who wants to drink."

The fat-faced man was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked over his shoulder.

What the hell?
"This is your daughter, she is over one year old. I respect you! You, drink, and your daughter, drink orange juice, just in time."

After half a glass of red wine, Jiang Wan raised her head and drank it. She looked at the fat-faced man and smiled, "She said you didn't want her and insisted that her mother beat her. Hehe..."

Crowd:! ! !
What the hell!

Damn it, is this a dinner party or a thriller?
The fat-faced man turned pale and looked at Jiang Wan with wide eyes in disbelief, and then looked at the man with the gold watch.

Both of them had earth-colored faces, and the fat-faced man finally realized what the other person was feeling just now.He raped a little star while drunk last year, and she became pregnant. Of course he couldn't let her give birth, so he asked someone to drag her to the hospital and forcefully had an abortion. The little star went crazy after that. I heard that she went crazy after a few months. He was hit by a car and killed.

Damn it, all this can be done...

Does Jiang Wan know?

The fat-faced man's expression changed drastically. Jiang Wan held her chin, picked up the chopsticks and tapped the Mediterranean man again. He coughed a few times, and then prolonged his voice. His voice was low, hoarse and dry, like an old man.

"You are such an unfilial son, you can even attack your own mother. Back then, you deliberately pushed me into the water, drowned me, and then used my insurance compensation to start a company..."

Everyone gasped in fright!
Tan Beibei was so frightened that she cried, grabbing Lu Xiaorou's hand, "What's going on? Could it be that something dirty got on me?!"

"What's the situation?"

"It stands to reason that you wouldn't say such nonsense when you are drunk..."

"They say that the film and television city used to be a mass grave. Isn't that true?"

Everyone started whispering, and the management team across from them all had dark faces. The fat-faced man threw his wine glass, his face was sullen, and he cursed angrily, "Stop fucking pretending! I asked you to accompany me for drinks because I am looking down on you, what the hell!"

Jiang Wan suddenly frowned and fell on the chair crying, "You rapist! I'm going to kill you! I, Zhou Yuying, will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

The fat-faced man was so frightened that his soul flew away. His legs went limp and he slumped on the chair. Jiang Wan suddenly laughed again and stared at the Mediterranean man. The man's chest instinctively stagnated, with a bad feeling.

"Do you think it will be fine if you burn more paper for us and spend money to find connections and manage all the leaders above? Hahaha, you cut corners on the Nanmen Bridge. The bridge collapsed and so many people died. How can you have the nerve to say you were a truck driver? Caused by overloading? Twelve of our lives..."

"Fuck..."

Everyone couldn't hold it back, and all of them were shocked in a low voice.

This is so explosive!
I’ve seen Jiang Wan shoot and reveal information indiscriminately, but I’ve never seen her shoot and reveal information when she’s possessed!
"What nonsense are you talking about, you stinking bitch!"

The Mediterranean man interrupted her abruptly. Jiang Wan was crying and laughing at the same time, "You have made me suffer so much. Give me back my child. Give me back my child!"

"Son, my son, it was more than a day after I gave birth to you, why did you treat me like this!"

"My head hurts so much. My brains are all spilled. Please pick them up for me, boss..."

Tan Beibei and Lu Xiaorou were so frightened that they screamed and jumped and hid in a far corner. Yu Zijun looked at Lu Zheng worriedly, "How about sending her to the hospital?"

The director team, screenwriters and producers were so frightened that they dared not move. They were horrified and broke into cold sweats. Some even took out their mobile phones with trembling hands, preparing to ask the master of metaphysics whether they should pour a bowl of black dog blood or throw a black donkey's hooves... …

In the midst of the chaos, the Mediterranean man suddenly smashed the bottle and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it!"

He rushed over with a wine bottle full of sharp tips, cursing, "I'm going to kill you, bitch!"

Lu Zheng, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

His voice was not loud, as low and indifferent as ever, and he just raised his eyes to look at the menacing Mediterranean man.

"That's not what you said. Don't you blame her for talking nonsense after drinking too much?"

(End of this chapter)