Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"Let the water from the nozzle continue to sprinkle on my body..."

This time.

The story is really over.

The entire barrage area is like a collective disconnection of the Internet, there is no new barrage! !

129: Early recovery

A few minutes passed.

In the barrage area, it exploded.

"Holy shit, shit, shit! After listening to this story, it's terrifying to think about it!"

"Nimma, so the protagonist, is he dead or not?"

"It shouldn't be dead, otherwise, why did the anchor say that a friend told him at the beginning?"

"This shit... This story really scared me."

"Mommy! My neighbor seems to be smashing the wall! What to do, what to do?"

"My god! There seems to be the sound of water flowing in my bathroom!"

"Stop talking, I feel like there are people everywhere in my house! There are people on the bed, under the bed, in the bedroom, in the hall, in the kitchen, and even in the toilet!"

Some timid netizens have been frightened.

They all began to shiver.

After glancing at the barrage area.

Lin Xiao smiled lightly: "Everyone, you have to believe in weird nonsense, and you can't believe it all. Do you understand what I mean? Since it is a story, it must be true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish. Today's program, here is the end of the story." It's over, see you tomorrow."

Done.

Lin Xiao didn't hesitate, and downloaded the broadcast directly.

He has an idea now.

That is whether to consider adjusting the time of the live broadcast.

to be frank.

He is also a little guilty now.

If something happened to the netizens because of me, I really can't shake off the responsibility.

Simply wash up.

Lin Xiao fell into bed and fell asleep.

The next day.

cloud province.

Xiao family.

As one of the four great masters in Yun Province.

Although the Xiao family is ranked at the bottom.

But the right to speak in Yun Province is still very large.

and.

The Xiao family's descendants are spread across various industries in Yun Province.

There are officials, lawyers, judges, entrepreneurs, and gangsters.

It's like a big net.

now.

The morning light is slightly dew.

Xiao's meeting room.

The Patriarch of the Xiao Family, Xiao Yun, sat at the top.

on his left and right sides.

There are more than a dozen people sitting there.

among them.

In the middle of the hall, a middle-aged man was kneeling, crying so hard.

"Patriarch, you must avenge my son! His ever-burning lamp is off!!"

this person.

It was Xiao Jie's father, Xiao Huang!

"What? Xiao Jie is dead?"

"How is this possible! Didn't Xiao Jie flourish in Jiang City? How could someone murder him in Jiang City?"