Chapter 554: Live Broadcast

"Pop!"

An egg flew out from the crowd and landed squarely on Jian Yixin's face.

Her face was smeared with foul-smelling egg liquid, and before she could wipe it clean, "Swish, swish—" many vegetable leaves, rotten vegetable stalks, fruit peels, and rotten eggs flew toward her!

The clean clothes on Jian Yixin's body were soon stained and filthy from being pelted.

"What are you all doing? This is too much."

She had never suffered such humiliation before, and she was so angry that tears were about to fall.

These people were not listening to reason at all; no, they weren't listening to her speak at all.

Jian Yixin regretted coming out now; she wanted to go back, but she was surrounded by the crowd, and people were pushing and shoving her from all sides.

Soon, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn in several places from the grabbing and pulling, and some even took the opportunity to grope and take advantage of her.

Jian Yixin was furious and completely flustered; while blindly fending off their attacks, she shouted, "Get away, don't touch me, I'm calling the police!"

Her screaming voice, strained to the point of breaking, was drowned out by the angry voices of the crowd.

"Call the police then, go ahead, do you think we're afraid of you?"

Her mobile phone was fished out by those people, thrown onto the ground, and trampled into several pieces.

The Security Guard didn't dare to step forward at first, but later, seeing that the commotion had become too outrageous and fearing that if something happened to a resident at the entrance of the residential complex, they would not be able to escape responsibility.

Thus, they stepped forward to intervene.

"Let her go, we've called the police!"

With the Security Guard involved, these people finally let go.

But Jian Yixin's clothes were already a mess from the rough handling, and there were bloody scratches on her face from fingernails.

The Security Guard was startled, and those people also realized they had gone a bit too far.

"Mrs. Sheng, let me call a car for you to go to the hospital and get checked out," the Security Guard suggested.

At this moment, Shi Youxuan arrived.

She didn't come alone; she brought Lao Qi and several bodyguards with her.

Seeing Jian Yixin's state, Shi Youxuan was shocked and even more furious.

She only asked one question: "Yixin, was it these people who laid hands on you?"

"Yes."

Shi Youxuan stood up and first lashed out at the Security Guard: "A resident was beaten like this by thugs right under your noses; are you all dead? You didn't even make a peep."

The Security Guard was about to defend themselves, but one sentence from Shi Youxuan made them put away any thoughts of quibbling: "If you all listen to me now, I will let bygones be bygones."

"Fine, ma'am, we will listen to you."

Although they didn't know who Shi Youxuan was, seeing her extraordinary bearing and powerful aura, they agreed involuntarily.

Shi Youxuan began to issue orders: "Lao Qi, take your men and surround this area; don't let a single one of these people run away."

"You go and pull the surveillance footage and save it well; these will be evidence at the police station."

Hearing the words "police station," the expressions of some people in the crowd changed.

Some wanted to run, while others blustered and shouted: "Who are you? By what right are you bossing us around here? I don't think you're anything good either; maybe you even had a hand in the death of Huang Ma..."

Shi Youxuan immediately took out her phone and said, "I was just looking for evidence, and you've delivered yourself to my door. Come on, shout louder."

She began recording a video of that person with her phone and "kindly" reminded them: "I'm live-streaming right now, so you can say whatever grievances you have, but I must warn you, any sentence you don't say well might just be the evidence that sends you to Prison."

She walked toward that person as she spoke.

For every step Shi Youxuan took forward, that person took a step back.

And they began to panic: "What are you doing, put the phone down... I didn't say anything, it has nothing to do with me..."

Those people who had just thrown rotten eggs, fruit peels, and rotten vegetable leaves at Jian Yixin now didn't dare to move at all.

Because Shi Youxuan was holding her phone and live-streaming, no one wanted to deliver evidence of their own provocation to her.

But Lao Qi didn't dare to lower his guard; he took a bodyguard, and the two of them guarded the left and right sides of the lady to protect her.

Shi Youxuan stepped forward, one step at a time, until she reached the coffin, and instructed Lao Qi: "Open it!"

"Huh?"

Everyone was stunned.

The troublemaking crowd stirred, and people instinctively gathered around the coffin, the expressions on their faces all extremely nervous.

Lao Qi had just taken one step forward when he was blocked.

"You cannot open the coffin; the deceased is to be respected."

Shi Youxuan sneered mockingly: "Heh, you know the deceased is to be respected? I thought you didn't. Since the deceased is to be respected, why are you trying to squeeze out her last bit of residual value after her death, carrying a coffin and coming here to cause trouble in Huang Ma's name?"

With one sentence, Shi Youxuan left the dozens of people speechless.

If it were someone else, if they couldn't win an argument, they could just fight!

But the woman in front of them had too strong an aura, and she was still live-streaming, so no one dared to be the first to make a move.

People looked at each other, pushing and hesitating.

Lao Qi and the men he brought were clearly trained fighters; the muscles on their arms glistened in the sunlight.

As they closed in step by step, the people blocking the front of the coffin also retreated step by step!

"You can't open it! My mother died so miserably, and even in death, she cannot find peace; to have her coffin opened under the sun, this is a sin, this is wanting our whole family to die out..."

A woman of about thirty, dressed in mourning clothes, had been standing in an inconspicuous spot all along.

At the critical moment, she suddenly rushed out and threw herself in front of Shi Youxuan, crying and wailing!

After she rushed out, the troublemakers seemed to have found their backbone, and they blocked Lao Qi again, confronting him!

A faint, imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of Shi Youxuan's mouth—capture the ringleader first; now that she knew who their leader was, things would be easier to handle.

She ignored the woman and excitedly made a peace sign toward her phone: "I'll bet with you all, these people are not Huang Ma's relatives at all, and there won't be a body in the coffin. Do you, my friends, dare to witness this historic moment with me?"

Just saying this did not seem to satisfy her.

So she flipped her phone over and showed it to the crowd: "You all saw it, right? There are already millions of people watching in my livestream room right now, and everyone is frantically sending me gifts. What conditions did you say you wanted? I agree to all of them, as long as you let me open the coffin and take a look."

The crowd:...

Many of them seriously suspected they had walked onto the wrong set!

Please, they were the ones who came here to stir up trouble, weren't they?

Shouldn't the other party be beaten up, then obediently admit their mistake, offer an apology, pay money, agree to various conditions, and then everyone happily splits the loot... no, splits the money?

Why does it feel like they have been tricked and deceived now?

What is this woman's background?

An internet celebrity?

An internet celebrity who relies on grabbing attention for traffic shouldn't have such high intelligence to be able to guess that there is no one in the coffin!

There was indeed no one in the coffin.

Most of them were not relatives of Huang Ma either.

They were basically hired for two hundred yuan each, and when they came, it was agreed they would make a scene for at most two hours, with a commission.

No one said there would be a risk of exposure.

Oh my god.

It's a livestream, and there are millions of people watching.

There might even be their own relatives, friends, or neighbors they know in the livestream room.

No one knows; secretly earning money against one's conscience is one thing, but being known by people one is familiar with for earning shameful money is quite another.

Some people started to feel that this bit of money was not worth taking such a big risk, so they prepared to run.