Monster Buster: One punch is really fun

Chapter 27 Live broadcast is so happy ([-])
"Garbage, not even a workplace."

The atmosphere in the factory was still gloomy, full of danger and death, but as long as Zhao Jiuzhou was alive, he would always maintain a mental state that was very different from ordinary people.

Facing Wu Heming, who was wearing the battle uniform of the king's demon hunter, he actually only had a sense of superiority within the system, and commented with a sneer, "Isn't that just social idleness? Do you have a pension?"

"Wonima...!" Brother Graveyard was going crazy.

Since he was promoted to King Demon Hunter the year before last, no one has ever been so rude to him.

No matter how weak Lao Tzu is, he is still two stars of the majestic king!

"Let me tell you! I... I don't need the unit at all! I..."

Brother Graveyard was incoherent with anger.

Zhao Jiuzhou remained cruel, "Okay, needless to say, I understand everything. The more you explain, the more guilty you will appear. If you don't have a unit, you don't have a unit. As long as you don't steal, rob or cheat, we won't discriminate against you. "

Brother Graveyard jumped up and roared, "I'm such a majestic king, I need to steal and abduct!?"

Zhao Jiuzhou: "Hehehe..."

"Hahahahaha...!"

"The Shame of the Demon Hunter King!"

"Brother Graveyard, I told you a long time ago, find a temporary worker first! It's okay to guard the cesspit!"

The 10,000+ young people in the live broadcast room laughed so hard on the spot.

The happy emotions were fed back to the factory site from the live broadcast equipment, and even dispelled the darkness in the factory.Zhao Jiuzhou was keenly aware that the flashlight in Pan Anda's hand seemed to have a much wider range of illumination.It's just that he didn't know where the effect came from, so he didn't say anything.

Anyway, it's a good thing, and if it's a good thing, it doesn't matter why.

"Haha!" In the back room of Liu's mansion, Bai Ji, Liu Yifei's personal bodyguard, couldn't help but laugh out loud at the conversation between Zhao Jiuzhou and Wu Heming.But she just laughed and held back quickly. She is a professional and cannot laugh.Then he looked down at Liu Yifei who was sitting on the sofa, seeing that the corners of Liu Yifei's mouth were slightly raised, and then he smiled again.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

Qiuqiu in Liu Yifei's arms looked at Zhao Jiuzhou on the screen, fluttering his wings slightly, showing a little impatience.However, after being touched twice by Liu Yifei, he quickly went back quietly, chirping, and retracted into her arms.

Let that man die...

Let's enjoy the warmth here first...

"Why are you in such a rush? If you feel ashamed, correct it. Would you like me to introduce you to a job? We just had two cesspit guard positions vacant." Zhao Jiuzhou complied with public opinion and immediately gave his previous job opportunity , Selflessly took it out to help the king.

"You are spicy next door!" Brother Grave was driven crazy by Zhao Jiuzhou, "I don't need it!"

"I'm stupid! If you don't need it, you don't need it. Why are you swearing? Why are you so rude?"

"Wonima..."

Brother Graveyard almost held his breath down his throat and didn't come up.

Fortunately, just as he was about to hit the wall, Pan Anda interrupted suddenly: "Are you a professional anchor?"

"What's wrong?" Grave Brother Henwu and Wudi stiffened their necks, and said in a bad mood, "Has the anchor eaten your rice?"

"No." Pan Anda shook his head, facing the live broadcast equipment, and asked again, "Can I speak directly?"

Brother Graveyard frowned slightly, and calmed down a bit, "It's ok..."

"That's good."

As Pan Anda said, he immediately pulled out a lighting stick and threw it in front of him. The light from the lighting stick illuminated a small area of ​​the factory, showing the empty scene of the factory more intuitively in front of the audience, with a serious look on his face. Facing the camera, he said in a deep voice, "Everyone watching the live broadcast, we are trapped. I currently believe that there is a fourth-level wraith in the factory, which is extremely dangerous.

We are located at Factory No. [-] in No. [-] Restricted Area of ​​Heishui General Rudder. We need professional rescue. Please help us call the police immediately.Because our civilian mobile phones should have lost their signal. "

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pointed it at the camera.

The people in front of the camera saw that Pan Anda's mobile phone signal had cleared up.

At this time, Zhao Jiuzhou also hurriedly took out his mobile phone to have a look. Like Pan Anda's, there was no signal, and he exclaimed, "Damn it! What kind of monster is this? Can it block the mobile phone signal?"

"The wraith body and some high-level phantom bodies have the ability to block electronic signals."

Pan Anda stuffed his phone back into his pocket, and then pointed to Brother Xia's live broadcast equipment, "Only this kind of special equipment can continue to output signals in a limited environment. But I guess if we continue to walk in, the signal may be reduced." Not enough."

"Yes." Brother Grave also became more professional, "This factory has a large area, and under normal circumstances, it can barely receive the signal at the center of the factory at most, but if there are really wraiths here, I guess it will go inside." If you don’t go halfway, the signal may be gone.”

Zhao Jiuzhou continued: "Then your equipment is not good enough."

"Get out!" Brother Graveyard broke his power in an instant, and the veins on his neck burst out angrily, "I bought this machine for 4 yuan!"

"Oh, only 40?" Zhao Jiuzhou smiled awkwardly again, "If I do this business, I'll buy [-]."

"You're so fucking awesome! Do you have 40?" Brother Graveyard rolled his eyes.

Zhao Jiuzhou was unhurried, holding his mobile phone, and called up the electronic wallet that can be used without the Internet, "Look, 35."

Under the camera of the live broadcast room, the balance of Zhao Jiuzhou's personal account was clearly displayed.

The guy who just finished the illegal transaction the day before yesterday talked complacently: "Although it is a little short of 40, I am only 17 years old this year. I still have a job and a stable income. I will soon be able to Save enough 40.

So how about you, how much do you earn every year?How old are you this year?Do you have a deposit?Have you moved out of the low-rent housing for social idlers?Have you bought a house yet?Do you have a girlfriend?Have you saved enough money for your wife?ah? "

Zhao Jiuzhou slapped Brother Graveyard's soul continuously with his mouthfuls and fists to the flesh. Brother Graveyard was dumbfounded and trembling all over. .In any case, he never imagined that in such a life-and-death environment, he could still receive a critical attack from this level.

This kid, is he mentally ill?

The halo of the king demon hunter was completely removed by Zhao Jiuzhou with just a few words.Brother Graveyard stared blankly at Zhao Jiuzhou, and the urge in his heart to challenge Zhao Jiuzhou one-on-one was almost out of control.

But the people who were watching the live broadcast couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Xu Zhen and Wei Guanshan were in the big suite of the Wanhao Residence, laughing without the image of a master at all.

In the headquarters of the garrison hall of the Sheji Society, Mo Huairen, who was originally too serious, couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Brother Graveyard has died on the spot."

"I'm stupid, I'm about to die... Brother Bronze tortured and killed the king!"

"Brother Graveyard, why don't you just kill yourself..."

"Roar~!" Amidst bursts of wild laughter, deep in the factory, a cloud of black mist seemed to be irritated by the happiness from the outside world, and began to writhe wildly.Soon, it rolled bigger and bigger, and let out painful groans.

The moaning became louder and louder, and turned into a low growl full of resentment.

Finally, the low roar spread farther and farther, and became clearer and clearer.Suddenly, a sound wave full of endless killing breath set off several violent air currents, tumbling violently, rushing to all directions of the factory!

Black death energy, in the sound waves, rolled out of the depths of the factory.

With a gust of wind, he violently drilled out of the door opening of the factory and rushed towards the three people standing in front of the factory entrance.

Phew~~!

The black mist rolled like a river, and Zhao Jiuzhou felt something was wrong before he got close.

"There's something coming!" he yelled.

Pan Anda moved very quickly, pulled out a huge yellow silk cloth from his backpack with a stabbing sound, and pulled Zhao Jiuzhou past him. Brother Graveyard was also very experienced and went over without saying a word. The three hid under the yellow silk cloth, quickly Rolled up into a ball.

The mighty black death energy washed away from the surface of the yellow silk.Small hands seemed to reach out in the mist, touching the surface of the yellow silk and scratching it, but they were bounced away one by one by the light emitted by the yellow silk.But the little hand that was bounced away was not so simple to forget, but rushed directly into the camera along the exposed live broadcast equipment of Brother Graveyard!

In the live broadcast room where the king took you to visit the cemetery, the 10,000+ viewers who were laughing at first were caught off guard by a spiritual force that contained death and despair, and their faces were directly blurred.

In Liu Yifei's house, a few talismans suddenly lit up, blocking back the dead air leaking from the video screen, Qiuqiu spread its wings in an instant, and let out a short cry, Bai and the three of them stood in front of Liu Yifei in a hurry .

Liu Yifei didn't even have time to react at all, only the astonishment on his face.

In the suite of Wanhaoju, Uncle Wen and Wei Guanshan's whole bodies glowed with white light as if their fur had exploded at the same time, blocking the black aura, and their brows could not help but frown deeply.At the headquarters of the garrison hall of the Sheji Society, Mo Huairen had a dark face, and slapped the black air overflowing from the screen away with a slap.

But more ordinary people don't have this ability.

The murderous aura that seemed to be real, blatantly broke through the physical boundaries, and through the screen, made the 10,000+ audience feel as if their blood had coagulated in an instant, and they were choked by someone's throat.The smiles on their faces stopped abruptly,

10,000+ people, gaping open mouths, eyes filled with tears of fear, sitting still unable to move, only a very small number of people, staggering, hurriedly ran out of the room, or turned off the switch, the whole person Huddled into a ball, trembling.

It's true, it's a real resentful spirit body, it's not a joke...

Liu Yifei took a deep breath, hugged Qiuqiu in his arms, his body trembling slightly.

Her experience is more intuitive than others.

She could even feel the temperature in that factory suddenly approaching freezing.

And that cold wind.

The breath of death that blew past him engulfed his whole body.

What the hell... is this monster?

Liu Yifei is not a flower vase, even if the title of "the youngest diamond witcher in history" is purely gold-plated, she is still Liu Xianzi who became a diamond witcher at the age of 17, the niece of Liu Yunfei, the head of the Sheji Society, is The daughter of Liu Jixin, the head of the official affairs hall of the Society of Society, her grandfather, Lieutenant General Liu Xianglong, is currently overseeing the army in the northwest... She has seen dangerous scenes before.

But she had never experienced a panic like today.

She hugged the Concentric Phantom Spirit Beast tightly in her arms.

Qiuqiu was also trembling, shivering, as if he could feel the atmosphere of the scene.

This phantom spirit beast is actually so strong?
Can you feel the breath dozens of kilometers away through the screen?
However, this makes no sense at all, and it is impossible at all...

Shouldn't it be because the master is so afraid that the Phantom Spirit Beast is afraid like this?

Liu Yifei couldn't figure it out, and couldn't investigate it carefully at this time.

"Turn it off..." Bai Ji couldn't help but want to turn off the video screen.

"No!" Liu Yifei made a mistake and refused again, with lingering fears in his heart, but insisted, "Look again, look again..."

(End of this chapter)