With the first, there was the second. As the number of gifts increased, the streamers slapped Feng Jianing's head one after another. Their viewers had stated the price and they were doing what they should do. Slapping Feng Jianing in the face equals having a carnival was simply a shortcut to becoming rich.
Feng Jianing screamed miserably. She was surrounded by Internet celebrities and streamers and couldn't rush out at all. She could only hold her head while protecting herself from being exposed. Unfortunately, the police couldn't care less about her at all. They were all dealing with the matter of the container disappearing into thin air.
At that moment, a dark shadow glided through the night. Other than Xie Jiuhan, no one realized it.
In the car, Feng Qing took off her black mask and smiled at Xie Jiuhan. It was cold and windy today, so Feng Qing's face was very cold.
