The little boy raised his eyes, glanced at the noisy crowd through the glass, and said condescendingly, "How afraid are you of my dad? You can scare like a mouse when you see plain clothes."
"Your father is really here?" Feiying calculated how to get away, but he still didn't need the pocket notebook. After all, that guy Qin Mo was too mentally speculative, who knew if he would do some location tracking.
The little boy watched him prepare to run away, and stretched out his hand to grab him: "I didn't come, it was called by the young master of the Feng family, and my mother was right."
"Your mother? What did your mother say?" Feiying also had a psychological shadow on Z.
The corner of the little boy's mouth twitched, and the mole of tears glistened: "Sister Bey is looking for this person who has two brushes."
Feiying always felt that there were so many evil intentions in this smile.
However, this time he was completely on the side of Little Devil Bo.
Bey is the one who wants to cooperate with him.
How can it be someone else's.
Feiying stretched out his hand and pushed his glasses.
The players from Tuhai over there still want to explain.
The plainclothes officers who waited until the end of the game and the cessation of the live broadcast on the entire network before taking action directly presented their arrest warrants.
"Where is Lu Yifan? There is evidence that you participated in external gambling and violated other people's privacy. Please cooperate with the investigation immediately and follow us."
Not only did Lu Yifan's face turn pale, but even his legs felt a little weak, because he never thought that the consequences would be so serious.
The Tuhai players standing next to him are even more so.
So when the plainclothes took out the handcuffs, he immediately stated: "We are not involved in external gambling!"
"Indeed." It was the golden assistant of the Feng family who said this, and he handed a lawyer's letter to one of them: "Switch between the small and large, reverse black and white, create right and wrong, spread false news, go to Mo Nan Everyone who has splashed so much dirty water on their bodies, even if they didn't participate in the external gambling, they have to go together."
Seeing this, Tuhai's ADC blushed, "We're just talking, it's really funny, can't we just talk?"
"It doesn't matter what you said. What you said has seriously damaged the reputation of others. The specific legal provisions will be explained in detail when you go in." The gold medal assistant turned sideways: "Don't think that the evil under the tongue It’s not an evil obstacle, you have done too many things that violated the bottom line in order to pull a person down, if you feel wronged, you can appeal, but that’s all for the future.”
As the voice fell, there was only a click, and the handcuffs of the plainclothes fell off.
Those voices who were still saying that Mo Nan was lying there and no one was helping him, and that he should review his popularity, instead of putting all the responsibility for his hand injury on our Lu Shen, suddenly stopped.
From their point of view, Mo Beixiangnan is a proxy striker.
Sponsorship is a disgrace to the entire e-sports world.
They didn't think Lu Yifan did anything wrong.
After all, who can say clearly about the external market.
However, the lawyer of the Feng family gave them a clear idea.
"As for Mr. Lu, this is the account that Feng Shao cooperated with the police to investigate and collect evidence together. What is surprising is that your income is actually more than Feng Shao's, and the account is abnormal. A lot of money has flowed into foreign countries. Regarding this , Mr. Lu, please think carefully about how to explain it when the time comes."
Those people couldn't deny the matter of the external market.
Seeing that the incident was exposed, Yu Zixin no longer cared about her identity, and wanted to rush out of the crowd. Her hair was messed up, let alone her makeup.
(end of this chapter)