Live quiz show: A review of all the social death scenes in the world!

Random penalties are as follows:

[Dong Zhuo: Worship your godfather! Please choose a man in the room and worship him as your godfather! Shout three times, "If you don't mind, Lord 817, I will worship you as your godfather!" Good godfather, the beginning of success! Come on, I'm rooting for you! ]

???

What the hell? !

Become a godfather?!

I fucking...

Fatty Dong Zhuo's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked extremely ugly.

He looked at Li Haotian, then at Lin Pingzhi...If these two men were in their forties, fifties or sixties and became his adoptive fathers, Dong Zhuo would not be unable to accept it and would feel better.

But the reality is...the two young men look no more than around twenty years old.

And Dong Zhuo is already around forty years old and can be their father!

You want me, an old man who can be a father, to worship a young man as my godfather?!

Do I still have any shame?!

Do I still want to live?!

This is social death!

This is what social death is among all the worlds!

Live broadcast room! Damn live broadcast room!

You're just going to bully an old man like me, right?!

At this moment, Fatty Dong didn't care about anything else. He just cursed at the live broadcast room in his heart.

Worship godfather? !

Shout it three more times?!

Ah! This is...so interesting!

Li Haotian, Lin Pingzhi, Little Huang Rong, and Diao Chan were surprised at first, and then all showed anticipation.

【Li Haotian/Lin Pingzhi】

[Please make a choice within three seconds, after three seconds it will be randomly selected! ]

At this moment, two options appeared in front of Dong Zhuo.

Chapter 138: Tattooing! Slapping the palms! A hundred times, a hundred times!

In the live broadcast room.

1, 2...

???

Three seconds?!

Damn, I think you are trying to embarrass me, Dong Zhuo?!

Fatty Dong Zhuo was so angry that in just a moment, three seconds passed.

Before Fatty Dong made a decision, the live broadcast room had already made the choice for him.

[Three seconds have passed! A random selection will be made... Li Haotian! ]

A terrifying force enveloped Fatty Dong Zhuo.

Fatty Dong felt as if his whole body was being controlled and he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as he walked to Li Haotian on one leg, then knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and shouted respectfully, "If you don't mind, I will be your foster father!"

"If you don't mind, I'll be your foster father!"

"If you don't mind, I'll be your foster father!"

The voice was loud and resounding throughout the entire live broadcast room.

Li Haotian was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and touched Fatty Dong's head...it felt a little prickly.

"Hey! Good boy, get up, no need to be polite!"

boom!

Hearing Li Haotian's words, Fatty Dong's face instantly turned red, and he almost wanted to explode on the spot.

"you wanna die!"

After the punishment was over, Fatty Dong was no longer controlled by the live broadcast room. In anger, he punched Li Haotian with a bang.

The heaven and earth roared, the void exploded, and the bloody aura seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth!

"Half a step to heaven?!"

Li Haotian shook his head and waved his hand lightly. With a bang, Fatty Dong flew backwards and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

???

Fatty Dong was stunned. He looked around and then at Li Haotian with a bewildered look on his face.

Seems full of confusion.

what's the situation? !

Why am I back?!

However, at this moment, no one cared about Fatty Dong's situation anymore, because Lin Pingzhi's random punishment appeared.

【Lin Pingzhi: Tattooing! That is, tattooing on the face! As for what words are tattooed... is there any need to ask? Of course it is... the word "castration"! After all, eunuchs are also called eunuchs, or... castrated people! 】

Before Lin Pingzhi could react, he felt a sharp pain and the word "castrated" suddenly appeared on his forehead, shining brightly.

"Ah?! This... is too embarrassing!"

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. Although he couldn't see it, he could clearly feel it by touching it. The word was "castration"!

Eunuch! Eunuch!

This is... a complete mockery and shame!

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded and felt terrible.

How embarrassing!

[Huang Rong: Fifty slaps on the palms! Although it hurts, compared to other people, this punishment is already very light.]

In the live broadcast room, a god-like voice fell.

Little Huang Rong couldn't help but spread her hands out, as if she couldn't control herself.

With a swish, the spiritual energy from all around gathered and turned into a ruler.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Then one voice after another was heard, and little Huang Rong's white jade-like palms instantly turned red, and then swelled up like pig's feet.

"hiss!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Little Huang Rong was about to cry. This slap on the palm seemed simple, but it really hurt.

Soon, after fifty strokes, Xiao Huang Rong's palms were so swollen that they could no longer be seen.

[Diao Chan: Copy "Nu Jie" a hundred times! A hundred times, a hundred times! It's just copying a book, you have to copy it carefully! If the copying is not up to standard, you need to copy it again! ]

The spiritual energy gathered again, as if it had turned into a cage.

In the cage formed by spiritual energy, there were pens, ink, paper, inkstone, and a desk. Diao Chan couldn't control herself and walked in directly and started copying.

The time in the cage seems to be different from that in the outside world.

To everyone's astonishment, Diao Chan seemed to have only been in there for a short time and then walked out.

"A hundred times! A hundred times!"

"¨" Woohoo! "

"I never want to copy books again!"

Diao Chan rubbed her hands gently, covered her face with her hands, and wanted to cry out loud.

It was okay when I first started copying books, I didn’t feel much.

But copying the book continuously, a hundred times...Diao Chan felt unwell, as if her hands were not her own.

Diao Chan used to like reading, but now she feels like vomiting...

……

【Liu Hong, the Emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty: Hahaha! Damn Dong Zhuo! You committed treason, but now you are fine, you have a young man to call your foster father... Hahaha! This is really satisfying!】

[Murong Fu from Murong Villa: Hiss! Too shameful! This is too shameful! How did this fat guy Dong… say those two words? ! Disgusting! Too disgusting! ]

[Master Huang Yao (Qian Dezhao), the master of Peach Blossom Island: Hiss! Rong'er! My Rong'er! I am so heartbroken... The blow to your palm hurts the tip of my heart!]

[Tian Boguang: Hiss! Slapping the palms and copying books, I feel like this random punishment is pretty simple! Their luck... is really good! Compared to Fatty Dong and Lin Pingzhi, it doesn't even feel like a punishment...]

[Dali Duan Yu: After all, they are two beautiful ladies! Everyone loves beauty! I guess it’s the same in the live broadcast room...]

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【……arrest】

Seeing the random punishments of Xiao Huang Rong and Diao Chan, and then looking at Fatty Dong Zhuo and Lin Pingzhi, a group of male warriors, I always feel that there is a hint of malice in the live broadcast room...

【This time, Li Haotian answered correctly! 】

【Random rewards are as follows:】.

Chapter 139: Special black stockings! The next person to be killed in society!

[Black stockings (special): These are black stockings made of special materials. They can be restored to their original shape after being torn! So, young man... you know what I mean!]

???

Special... black stockings? !

Li Haotian was startled, and then inexplicably felt guilty... He looked around and saw the gazes of Xiao Huang Rong and Diao Chan.

Because Xiao Huang Rong and Diao Chan also looked towards Li Haotian.

Li Haotian quickly turned his head away.

This time, it seems... even more guilty.

"Brother Haotian, what are these black stockings?!"

Little Huang Rong saw Li Haotian's "sneaky" look and became curious, so she couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, little Huang Rong's eyes blinked, revealing a gossipy look in her eyes, and it seemed that she could not even feel the pain in her palms.

"Ah! These... black stockings!"

"It's... good stuff! Yeah! Good stuff!"

"You will know later... later!"

　817 Upon hearing this, Li Haotian hesitated and was reluctant to speak clearly.

After all, don’t you see what the situation is now?

It's being broadcast live in the live broadcast room, in broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of everyone...right!

If it were in another place, with only Li Haotian and little Huang Rong, then it would be hard to say... Those who understand will understand!

Maybe even, I can ask Xiao Huang Rong to... change it for me!

hiss!

Thinking of the scene of little Huang Rong wearing black stockings, Li Haotian was stunned, his face turned red, and he almost lost his composure.

"Not good! Calm down! Calm down!"

Li Haotian silently chanted a meditation mantra in his heart to calm himself down.