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Chapter 11 Horror Live Streaming

The only one that can be ruled out now is the little fat man. After all, he has the ghost-suppressing talisman in his hand. As for the others, it's hard to say.

Su Yu straightened up and looked at the assistant in charge of props opposite him.

The assistant returned a questioning look.

Su Yu turned a blind eye and still stared at him.

The assistant was a little embarrassed by the sight. Under the dim moonlight, a man wearing makeup and looking like a ghost was staring at him, which made everyone feel frightened.

But in order not to interfere with the live broadcast, the assistant could only stare back fiercely, and danced to indicate that Su Yu would take action if he stared at him again.

Although it is said that he has dealt with ghosts, it is unknown whether the ghosts that possess people will disguise themselves as normal human life or just kill them.

Su Yu looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything, so he had no choice but to lean over, reach out and take out a ghost-suppressing charm from his waist, and handed it over with a self-confessed kind smile.

The assistant muttered his lips without making any sound, but his hand movement was to slap Su Yu's hand away in one go.

This mouth movement was a standard national curse. Su Yu curled his lips. This girl had a very bad temper. She was so angry at no matter how old she was. There was probably something wrong with her.

With some resentment, Su Yu twisted the assistant's hand and pressed the ghost-suppressing charm against his forehead.

After a period of training, Su Yu is no longer the same as before. In terms of physical fitness and reaction ability alone, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The assistant was obviously stunned for a moment after being posted. After reacting, he angrily tore off the talisman and yelled: "Fuck!"

Then he wanted to rush over and overthrow Su Yu.

Su Yu quickly raised his index finger to his mouth to signal him to be quiet, and whispered a joke.

Seeing more and more people using the word "grass" on the barrage, the scavenger cursed secretly in his heart.

After a while, the scavenger pretended to be profound and recited a mantra, and pressed the sword to the front corridor. He asked in a trembling voice: "What sound did you hear just now? It seems that my previous rebirth mantra has responded. This

The ghost is so shameless! He obviously wants to fight me, can I spare him?"

The little fat man deliberately emphasized his tone when he said, "Don't give up." He said it to those who were interested.

When the assistant was in the room, he almost put his finger on Su Yu's face. He was afraid that this idiot was not sincerely causing trouble, and the assistant was full of resentment in his heart.

Su Yu didn't care at all. Apart from recently learning some kung fu from his old man over the years, the thing he practiced most deeply around him was the practice of being shameless.

Moreover, his real purpose is not to cooperate with the live broadcast. The first priority is to eliminate these suspects first.

Su Yu roughly recalled the locations of the remaining people in his mind, and walked out without paying any attention to the assistant next to him.

But by coincidence, the scavenger was slaying ghosts with his sword in the hall, and the camera was facing this way, and the live broadcast room instantly started to boil.

After all, most of the live broadcasts only hear the voices but not the people. Today is new, the ghosts show themselves out, and it is still possible to walk upstairs.

The screen of the live broadcast room was flooded again in an instant, the popularity and gifts also increased linearly, and more viewers came after hearing the news.

"Hold the grass! Hold the grass! Hold the grass!" The little fat man exclaimed three times in succession, and the hand holding the sword trembled.

The trembling was not because he was deliberately exaggerating his nervousness, but because he was really nervous. This guy didn't follow the routine. The little fat man had already ruined Su Yu's family tree in his heart.

His early appearance directly disrupted his script, and many arrangements and designs were not used.

But seeing that the popularity of his live broadcast room reached a new high, the little fat man could only take advantage of the rising tide to make another impassioned speech, and finally bit the bullet and followed slowly.

"Shunzi, Shunzi? If it's you, please come out and answer me. I'm the scavenger! Good brother, I'm here to see you off for the last time!" The little fat man's mind was spinning very fast, and he thought about what he just said.

The accident was directly attributed to Shunzi, "Are you asking me to go up with you? Do you have any grievances that you need to clear up?"

Bang!

There was a sound of iron banging in the room on the left front, which scared the little fat man's heart. These people are so crazy. This prop assistant will get out of here tomorrow, oh no, after the live broadcast! I just said Shunzi

The ghost went upstairs and he did this again!

"The wind blows, the wind blows." The little fat man could only say it cheerfully, saying that it was important to catch up with Shunzi. After all, he was the theme and protagonist today.

But as soon as he reached the door, crashes like raindrops came one after another.

The little fat man looked at the blurry shadow in the room on his left, and was furious. He quickly pressed the signal jammer to temporarily block the signal, and yelled at the shadow: "Dasha x! You xxxx!"

"Fat Master, what's going on? I didn't press the button?" The assistant who was in the same room as Su Yu leaned out from the room on the right. He was also confused and asked, "And I placed all the props here.

In the house."

"Huh?" The little fat man took out the flashlight and shined it to the left in confusion. He needed to deal with the emergency quickly and resume the live broadcast as soon as possible.

But it didn't matter if he didn't take the photo. After taking the photo, the fat man was stunned for an instant. His pupils were dilated and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"What's wrong, Fatty?" I saw the person in the room on the left slowly walking out of the shadows, and it turned out to be the prop assistant!

The little fat man shook his head like a rattle. He glanced from left to right to confirm that the two people looked exactly the same.

The little fat man asked with a cry: "Damn it, do you have a twin brother?"

The two people moved in unison and shook their heads together.

"Fat Master, my legs are a little weak." The little fat man staggered forward a few steps. The two assistants were horrified when they saw each other, and they both moved towards the little fat man for a moment.

Seeing the two of them approaching, the little fat man trembled and shouted: "Fuck you, don't follow me!"

After saying that, a small universe erupted and he used his legs to fly and ran towards the opposite corridor. He had to find another companion quickly. Even if the two of them were together, the situation would be better than the current situation. It would be better to share the emotion of fear.

a lot of.

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the little fat man roared like a slaughtering pig, but he still did not forget to resume the live broadcast. In an era where traffic is king, not being popular is worse than death.

"Don't follow me! You're running away from such a big building!" The little fat man cried and ran wildly, and said with tears in his nose, "Thank you, Old Tie, Big Rocket! I'm being chased by a ghost, I'm sorry, Old Tie.

, I don’t have time to look at your name.”

Four staff members on the sixth floor were smoking comfortably by the stairs.

Hearing the shouts coming from downstairs, the film crew said with a smile: "Not to mention, this new guy is quite good at creating program effects. It is the first time since the broadcast that the ratings have reached such a high level. I said

You two who are pretending to be ghosts should learn from others. In this world, you can't make money just by pretending to be there, and this bowl of rice is not that delicious."


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