Chapter 312 About Complaint Email

【One billion Faith Coins have been received. 】

When the system announcement sounded, Jiang Jiang thought he had heard it wrong.

"Play it again?"

The system pressed the repeat button and played it again.

"Wasn't I deducted a negative amount? Why did it settle more than ten times more for me?" Jiang Jiang was completely confused.

[The villain turned over a new leaf and guarded the border for many years, making great contributions to the continent. The host also saved many people there. Half of those faith coins came from the people of the continent, and the other half was compensation given to the host by the Heavenly Dao because it felt that it had misjudged the host.]

The system explained.

"He turns over a new leaf? He's not going to be a villain anymore?"

【Yes host. 】

Drip, drop, drop...

After opening the system mailbox, he saw warning emails and a large number of unread emails. "What a psycho." Jiang Jiang cursed angrily.

All navy.

It was probably to ask Jiang Jiang to return the magic bag.

There is also a bad review in the mailbox.

"Huh?" Jiang Jiang asked with a question mark face, "Why is it still receiving a bad review?"

"Which mission? You gave me a bad review."

[Song Zhilan, the female star is the world that the original owner asked to return to. ]

Jiang Jiang was curious, "What happened to her? Why did she give me a bad review?"

[The data shows that Song Zhilan encountered a situation where her uncle cheated on her niece's wife, and her own daughter became her enemy. Everyone wanted to kill her, and she was not satisfied with this outcome.]

Jiang Jiang let out a cry.

"Is she okay? Wasn't the subsequent scene her own fault? Is this all my fault?"

[She is certain that the host cannot reverse the current situation, and has used all her soul energy to send the host back.]

"So cruel?" Jiang Jiang's face darkened.

[If the host doesn't want to go back, then don't go back. The headquarters agrees that the host can make his own decision. ]

"Go back, why not? If you don't go back, you will be unworthy of her determination to risk everything. Let's go." Jiang Jiang smiled slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In the dim room, Song Zhilan was tied to a chair.

The eyes and mouth are taped shut.

There is a camera right in front.

There is a live broadcast screen on it.

The barrage covers one another.

It's so dense that it feels like watching the hottest movie of the moment.

Jiang Jiang summoned Ji Dai and pierced the camera, and the live broadcast came to an abrupt end.

Cut off the thick ropes on your hands and feet, and tear off the tape.

Her eyelashes were pulled so hard that it hurt. Eight lights shone on her face, and she was blind for a moment after the tape was torn off.

She closed her eyes for a while, then opened them again and looked around, observing the room.

This was an ordinary small movie theater viewing room that could only accommodate thirty people. She sat in the middle, and the live broadcast room in the camera was magnified on the screen.

The picture froze on the ugly scene of Song Zhilan being tied to a chair.

The hot girl's tight skirt with a mature and mature style is incompatible with her pure appearance.

The smoky makeup on her face was even more unsightly.

According to the information, these were the changes Song Zhilan made in order to cater to the type her uncle liked.

But as far as Jiang Jiang knows, her uncle You Tongjing doesn't like this type of girls.

Song Zhilan might have some misunderstanding about her uncle.

Jiang Jiang rubbed his dizzy and swollen temples. His stomach felt empty. Based on his dehydration, he guessed that Song Zhilan had been locked up here for at least two days.

She picked up the camera, destroyed the core of the projector, and walked out of the cinema with a swagger.

Several people from the black organization were standing by outside, blocking Jiang Jiang's way.

Jiang Jiang narrowed his eyes and stared at them coldly.

Black high heels with red soles click, click, click under the rain...

One sound, another sound.

Slowly walked into the rain from the warm cinema door.

The camera was like a big knife in her hand.

Soon, a colorful fruit-colored sports car came speeding over and stopped sideways in front of the crowd.

There was a splash of water.

Two bodyguards got out of the car, one holding an umbrella and the other opening the door.

A man got out of the car.

a woman.