Chapter 218 Zhan Yong wants to quit variety shows?

A group of people were lying weakly and pale on the ground, and their skin changed color directly to cement color, as if they were terminally ill, hopeless, and already lying on the coffin board.

The most terrifying and frightening one has to be Zhan Yong.

His eyes were as black as stained with ink, as if someone had punched him twice. His tear troughs were deep, his cheeks were sunken, and the shape of his bones could be clearly seen, looking like a skeleton.

The area around his mouth was also black, and his lips were purple, white, and black. The skin of his mouth was swollen and swollen, and the dead skin on his mouth was cracked with flesh marks like earthworms.

His eyes were half open, but they were rolled up and twitching slightly. The whites of his exposed eyes were covered with dense red blood threads, which looked like a group of red nematodes living in the dirty wastewater. At this moment, Zhan Yong's eyes were accompanied by

The twitching of the penis was twisted and enchanting, very terrifying.

[Good guy, this is for you to drink. Go to the police station and quit. 】

【It scared me to death——】

[When the zombie wakes up, he finds that he is second on the list. When he sees you, he is afraid that you have sucked away his yin energy. 】

[Zombie: You’re drunk, you’re going to steal the rankings at the end of the month, right? (Laughing awkwardly, baring your teeth, speechless and sweating). 】

[Damn, seriously, Zhan Yong, please don’t die on my phone, it’s really unlucky.]

[No, why don’t you quit the variety show after everything is like this??]

[No matter what you do, you will be the first to seek death.]

When he vomited, the vomit splashed around. The photographer and the wilderness hunter jumped up, almost splashing on their shoes and trousers. Now they were even further away from Zhan Yong.

Yun Jiaojiao's face no longer hurts much.

He made an excited sound of "ho ho" in his throat. Stimulated by these words, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his upper body stood straight up like a zombie.

They are tracking and filming survival live broadcasts, not BTs with special quirks.

[Zhan Yong, you know how to pretend to be a ghost.]

"Zhan Yong, Zhan Yong."

The sudden move frightened the photographer and the hunter, and they stepped back half a meter.

After getting up from the ground with difficulty and exhaustion, Yun Jiaojiao staggered toward the broad leaves on one side.

Zhan Yong's voice was hoarse and rough, and the area around his eyes was still dark with thick clouds. He looked as if he had cut off his kidneys and committed suicide, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Her eyes uncontrollably fell on Zhan Yong's vomit. Even from a distance, Yun Jiaojiao felt a little queasy and acid reflux, and her stomach was twisted by irritated spasms.

[This is not the corpse in the dream of a corpse hunter? (Excited, caring eyes, yellow face, tongue sticking out). 】

In fact, it was not that there was no pain, but that after a night of violent wind and rain, the coldness invaded, causing the sensation on her face to become numb and stiff.

【????】

The photographers and hunters saw this and did not follow. When they got up early, the contestants basically had to deal with privacy issues.

After waking up, they were very quiet and dull, with pale faces and empty eyes, and their expressions were still in pain. The nerves were torn and torn and throbbing. Sometimes a wave of pain covered the back of their heads. When they took a breath, the back of their heads felt stiff and suffocating.

When I get up, I can't relax, as if I have a cerebral infarction.

Zhan Yong also regained a moment or two of clarity, but he only heard the words "quit the variety show."

But now it's a safe distance, so they resume filming and recording normally.

They looked at Zhan Yong, couldn't help but frowned in disgust, raised their hands to rub their noses, and could still smell the pungent and unpleasant smell on the tip of their noses, with expressions on their faces that were hard to explain.

[I was disgusted by Zhan Yong just now, and now I feel better instantly. 】

"Your current situation is not optimistic. Do you want to quit the variety show?"

Zhan Yong's eyes were scarlet and bulging outward, and his pupils were not yet focused, so he could only see a blurry shadow in front of him.

It's like the whole face is anesthetized, so the pain is not obvious.

The sour, rotten filth, the miscellaneous lumps, rotten like the paste of dark cooking.

【???It’s not upstairs, the taste is too strong, isn’t it??】

He was very emotional, stubborn and crazy and shouted: "I will not quit the variety show, I will not quit the variety show, I will not quit, the champion is me, the winner is me, the bonuses are all mine, money, money is money!!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he turned to one side, tilted his head, and immediately vomited.

Lu Jingchen looked at the photographers and wilderness hunters who appeared, and thought about their disappearance yesterday afternoon. He quickly realized that they should have detected the Drakes Panther in advance, and evacuated early.

However, after vomiting, Zhan Yong's energy seemed much better, and he gradually began to wake up.

[Zhan Yong won’t have to have his leg amputated like this, huh...I’m already starting to feel pain.]

His right calf was still thickly wrapped in his smelly and dirty shirt, and the blood stains on the clothes had now turned black.

Turning his face to the side and looking away, Lu Jingchen stared at Yun Jiaojiao's back with clear and cold eyes. When Yun Jiaojiao's figure was obscured by the moist and dense giant leaves, he stood up.

Come here.

【Is this, is this a bacterial infection?】

Sure enough, the live audience immediately became excited.

A large piece of fabric in the front was empty, revealing his exquisitely elastic abdomen with some scars.

As soon as he stood up, the changes in his upper body could not be concealed.

The most terrible thing is that not only did his clothes turn black, but his legs also started to turn from blue to black, and his right leg was obviously swollen.

[Ah ah ah, I really did good deeds in my last life, Sihasha...]

[Zombie: It’s really hard to keep the national standard this month. There are a lot of people stealing towers in the middle of the night these days (smile). 】

Zhan Yong was wearing a pair of black trousers with a belt, and most of the right trouser leg was bitten to pieces by a ghost-faced monkey.

The photographer and hunter saw that he could still maintain his sanity and look like he would never quit the variety show, so they didn't say anything.

The photographer immediately gave the camera to him. Although he was not BT, there was someone who was.

They couldn't interfere too much with the contestants' choices.

【This time it’s really half-footed in the ground.】

The photographer and the wilderness hunter also noticed that something was extremely wrong with Zhan Yong. They hurried forward to check and slapped Zhan Yong on the face with both hands.

[I told you that Zhan Yong was bitten by a mandrill and still had to continue doing variety shows to survive. Sooner or later he would take the pill.]

"Zhan Yong, do you hear me? Say something." The photographer slapped him a little harder, and a crisp "pop" sound was heard.

"Wake up, how do you feel now?"

Following Zhan Yong's cry, the others woke up in a daze and gradually sat up.

[This time it’s finally Zhan Yong’s turn, right?!]

[What kind of look does Actor Lu have? It’s so trendy and wild.]

【You covet his body, you are despicable——】

[As I get older, tears are flowing from the corners of my mouth.]

[I used to think I was manually controlled...]
Chapter completed!