Video Bloggers in Meiman

Remarks: There is no right or wrong to kill or be merciful. No one knows whether your choice will bring rewards or consequences after many years, but no matter what the result is, I hope you can keep your heart and make a choice that fits your heart. .

With the 400 coins awarded for the first blood, plus the 1500 coins awarded for defeating Obadiah and the coin tossing of the audience during this time, Zhang Ming finally collected 2000 coins.

Finally able to exchange skills!

Zhang Ming entered the exchange mall, looked at the top "Power Generation with Love (E-level)", looked at the price of 2000 coins, and looked at the 1000 lucky bag below.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and bought "Power Generation with Love".

The lucky bag is full of uncertainty, but it is more reliable to have real skills.

"Exchange completed!"

Zhang Ming closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. After waiting for a long time, he felt nothing.

"Little TV, I have finished the exchange?"

The small TV popped out and said, "Yes, the host already has the ability to generate electricity."

After exiting the consciousness space, Zhang Ming glanced around and made sure that no one was paying attention to him.

Tiny electrical sparks appear between index finger and thumb!

This kind of feeling is wonderful, like there are some smart little guys in the blood. They are hot and jumpy, but they are very obedient. As long as Zhang Ming has an idea, he can command at will.

With the stimulation of the current, Zhang Ming's body also became more sensitive. Although he hadn't tried it yet, his intuition told him that now he runs faster and jumps higher than before.

Zhang Ming opens the personal interface:

Name: Zhang Ming

Sex: Male

Follow: 27

Followers: 52

Coins: 31

Barrage: 78

Number of works: 5

Abilities: Editing (time limit of 5 seconds), barrage launch

Skill: Power Generation with Love (E-rank)

Trait: Trouble Attracting Physique

That's about it, Zhang Ming closed the personal interface and packed another supper.

Before leaving, Angela asked with concern, "Aren't those people looking for trouble for you?"

Zhang Ming took the sandwiches she made by himself, and said with a smile, "You mean those little bastards? They have learned a lesson and shouldn't make trouble again... Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong!" Angela was startled by Zhang Ming.

"I forgot about them both."

"Who?"

"Two guys guarding the bomb."

Zhang Ming left the confused Angela and ran out of the Roman restaurant. It has been two days. If the fat white man and the tall black man are still guarding the bomb...

Probably not...

Zhang Ming didn't want to care about them, but driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but come to the dilapidated apartment. Across a door, he smelled a stench.

"No, do you two want to be so obedient?"

Pushing the door open, the two green eyes turned slowly, and the ground was full of yellow, black and a little red...

"Can we... can... move?" the fat white man said.

"It's alright, it's alright." Zhang Ming said while covering his nose.

"That bomb..."

"It's fake, fake." Zhang Ming said.

"Fake?" the fat white man and the tall black man said at the same time, and they kept repeating "fake", "I'm so stupid, really" and so on, and their voices were so hoarse that they didn't sound human. .

"what--"

"what--"

They were both trapped in their own excrement for two days, unable to move a finger for fear of the bomb going off.

That night, the bottle was full, and by noon the next day, they started to have stomach ache...and the nightmare began.

However, all these insistences have become meaningless now, and the bomb they feared turned out to be fake!

Unable to accept this reality, the tall black man slammed his head against the wall and fainted.

The fat white man slowly got up from the ground and limped towards Zhang Ming at the door.

Zhang Ming was so frightened that he ran away.