Chapter 230 Another acquaintance came
Yang Fan walked over and picked up Pan Zicheng’s mobile phone, then pointed the rear camera at the scenery around the village.
"There are so many of you here, let me introduce our village to you."
She ignored Pan Zicheng, who was lying on the ground wailing, and started to introduce her orchard with her mobile phone. village.
Just now, I was exposing perverts, and now I am using perverted mobile phones to promote the village.
Netizens in the live broadcast room directly called 666.
The master’s mental state and psychological quality are far ahead.
But seriously, why under the same lens, the village taken by Yang Fan with his mobile phone is as beautiful as a dream and full of fairy spirit, while the village taken by Pan Zicheng is no different from an ordinary rural village.
Someone asked this question on the barrage.
Yang Fan happened to see this barrage. She smiled and explained, "Because Pan Zicheng is trash, he can't shoot anything good."
Netizen in the live broadcast room: Although the words are rough, it is too rough.
She directly called Pan Zicheng trash. Some sober netizens felt relieved. Some netizens felt that it was too much for her to personally attack Pan Zicheng in this way. Some netizens were watching the fun and did not mind the trouble and asked for help on the barrage. The master tells fortunes.
Yang Fan ignored the barrages and walked around the village with his live streaming phone.
Soon the police came and the live broadcast was suspended.
But the live broadcast just now became a hot search again, and related content such as Uehara Village Fruits, Uehara Village Masters, etc. were seen by more people.
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Seeing the real police coming, Pan Zicheng's already twisted and ugly face became even more ugly, his eyes full of fear.
The police uncle who came this time is still an old acquaintance. The young policeman who came last time was together with another old policeman.
The young policeman’s name is Xu Yang. He smiled happily when he saw Yang Fan and held a bright red Jinan banner in his hand. “Boss Yang, thank you for helping us catch fraudsters and perverted voyeurs. , our police station specially made a banner for you.”
“I thought I would send it to you sometime, but I didn’t expect you to catch another criminal.”
This master has contributed to their performance twice in less than a month, and this time it is three times!
The banner read in eight characters: 'High moral character, punish evil and promote good'.
Looking at the large gilded characters on the bright red banner, the corners of Yang Fan's mouth unconsciously raised, and while taking the banner away, he said modestly, "I'm not that powerful, I just serve the people."
Xu Yangchao Yang Fan gave a thumbs up, his eyes full of admiration, the master is awesome.
Although they, as public officials, cannot believe in these metaphysical things, they all agree that Yang Fan is a truly capable master.
After receiving the banner, Yang Fan was in a good mood. She gave Yan Qing her mobile phone and said, "Come, take a photo with us."
"Yes, yes, take a photo with us."
Seeing Yan Qing With Qing'an's beautiful face, Xu Yang originally wanted to ask him to take a photo with him, but the other party was obviously unwilling, so he had no choice but to give up.
Finally, at the gate of Yang Fan’s yard, Yang Fan took a photo with the two policemen holding a banner.
There was a circle of people watching the theater around. Yan Qing came out of the yard. Her beautiful face instantly amazed the people watching the theater. They all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Yan Qing frowned slightly, moved his right hand hanging by his leg a few times quickly, and then quickly turned around and returned to the yard.
Those excited tourists wanted to walk in and take pictures, but Yang Fan glanced over. For some reason, no one dared to take that step. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, their faces All the same doubts.
Why didn’t anyone step forward to take pictures? Xu Yang and the old policeman handcuffed Pan Zicheng and took him to the car. The former and the latter turned back without knowing what they said.
"Master, can you take a step to speak."
Yang Fan nodded, and the two of them walked into the yard together. The sounds outside were instantly isolated. It was obviously very noisy outside, but once they entered the yard, no sounds outside could be heard.
Xu Yang looked at Yang Fan in shock. How did he do this? This is amazing.
Listening to this familiar voice, Song Weiwei couldn't help but secretly poked his head out to look at Xu Yang, wanting to see if this person was the one he was thinking of. After seeing his face clearly, She hurriedly said to Yang Fan: "Master, Brother Xu Yang is my uncle's apprentice!"
"Can you tell him and ask him to call me uncle and ask my parents to take me home!" "
Qin Yinghao, who was about to reach the door of the yard, rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He seemed to see the Ultraman move again.
Yang Fan calmly pushed Ultraman back and asked Xu Yang with a smile, "Why didn't you see Officer Song this time?"
"My master's child had an accident in another province and he asked for leave. "Xu Yang's expression became a little strange, "I just want to talk to the master about my master."
"Master, can you tell me about my master. Forget it, I think his family is quite unlucky."
Yang Fan said without emotion, "What kind of unlucky way is that?"
"Two months ago, there was an incident in my master's family. A niece fell ill and died, and half a month ago, his other niece drowned, and early this morning, his son had an accident." Xu Yang said.
His master received a call early this morning, saying that his son, who was working in another province, had a fight with a colleague and was admitted to the hospital.
Accidents happen one after another, and the weirdest thing is that his family is not only the two nieces who died recently, Xu Yang also heard that the girls in his master’s family seem to have been cursed, and they are all alive. But when I was twenty.
Even his master's eldest daughter died of illness three years ago, and she happened to be twenty years old when she died.
Hearing others explain that it is a family hereditary disease that is passed on from female to male, but Xu Yang felt something was wrong.
Xu Yang thought about what happened to the Zhao family. He wondered whether his master's family might have died and been injured because of being plotted against them.
Song Weiwei, who was in Yang Fan's pocket, heard what Xu Yang said and thought about it anxiously, but Yang Fan's hand pressed on her head, preventing her from moving.
Xu Yang's words reminded Song Weiwei that yes, the girls in their family seemed to be quite unlucky. A cousin before her also died of illness and did not live past the age of twenty.
Besides her mother, aunt, and grandmother, there are no sisters or aunts who are older than her. There are only uncles and brothers in her family.
Now that I think about it carefully, Song Weiwei also noticed that something was wrong, and his back felt cold. Could it be that their family was really cursed?
Yang Fan nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face. The evil ghost retaliated quite quickly.
"I understand. Please talk to your master and let him come to me when he has time."
Xu Yang suddenly became more nervous, "Master, what's going on at my master's house?"
"We'll find out when he comes to me."
"Okay."
This is someone's privacy, and it's not easy for him to pry.
Xu Yang didn't waste much time and hurriedly took Pan Zicheng to the hospital with his colleagues. He was already in so much pain that he fainted.
After they left, Yang Fan's hand loosened. Song Weiyi stuck his head out for a moment and said anxiously, "Master, did something happen to our family? Did anything happen to my parents and brother? Huh?”
Song Weiyi couldn’t help but have a terrifying thought. Could it be that the ugly ghost was taking revenge on her family because of her escape, or was something really happening to their family? curse?
Should she say it or not, she guessed part of the truth.