When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 82 Xianglin's Sister-in-Law Who Wants to be Reborn (33) Second Change

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Lang Jiujiu: Such a big-hearted anchor is really rare.It seems that the word Qingqi is not compatible enough.

Yu Shengguliang: I'm so tired... I slept so soundly, but I was so scared that the kidnappers didn't know what to do.

A glass of wine for the rest of my life: Bai Chijing bet that the host must have done it on purpose.

Jackal and female cat: ╭(′ o ′)╭ is this person!So stupid, this kid who bet on the kindergarten would not bet with you.

If you walk too rough, you will flash your waist: It seems to wake up the anchor, Yedi, please speak.

Only the No. [-] local tyrant's barrage has sound and special effects, and these little guys are powerless.

I'm a magic stick: the old man counted his fingers, brother Tailang is going to be disappointed.

Walking too wavy will flash waist: God stick, you can call me big breasts brother, thank you.

Chunhe Jingming: Shemale...with big breasts and younger brother...

Lingling Seven Strings: Is this the point?I feel that the painting style will go astray as soon as it meets Brother Tailang...

Lang Jiujiu: An elegant little friend was tricked into coming in, throwing flowers to celebrate.

If you walk too wavy, you will lose your waist: ┐()┌ blame me...

I have spicy sticks to follow me: (￣￣) It’s okay, you have big breasts, you go first.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: your eyes are better.

Lingling on Qixian: Poof ╮(￣▽￣)╭, I burst out laughing.

Beicheng Nansheng: Who will tell me, why did the emoji get mixed up after drinking saliva, and where is the culprit? Pull it out and chop it up.

Dimly lit place: Have you forgotten what you were talking about at the beginning, retarded...

……

Shengge was no stranger to the occasional deviation in the barrage.

Even if Sheng Ge fell asleep, he could still imagine the excitement in the live broadcast room.

In stark contrast to the barrage of joy in the live broadcast room, the atmosphere in the warehouse was so depressing that it almost became real.

Devil Prison: Stop, watch the show carefully.

One sentence from the Demon Prison seemed to put an end to the slapstick in the live broadcast room.

These people are still a little afraid of the Demon Prison who dares to confront the Yedi boss head-on.

That's right, the glass bastards in the live broadcast room have fully inherited Shengge's cowardice and bullying and love to watch movies.

"It's better to believe it than to believe it. The name of Shengge's fortune teller is real."

"Have you forgotten that the big families that have continued from the previous dynasty have kept her secret? It's not like you don't know the stubbornness of those old guys."

The short and fat man touched the faint sweat on his forehead, and said earnestly.

Alas, if he knew that there would be danger, he might as well take another concubine and stay in love with Gentle Country.

Room 38 doesn't sound very nice, so he'd better go back and make up a round number.

"Don't talk so high-soundingly, you are reluctant to part with your 38-bedroom concubine."

Those who are sitting here, who doesn't want to wake up and hold the power of the world, and lie drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman.

But even if you are lustful, you have to have a degree. It's not like that short fat man. In addition to the inexplicable love affair, there are three wives and 38 concubines in the family.

I'm really not afraid that one day I will be overworked and will die.

Being watched by everyone, Humpty Humpty's face turned red immediately.

"Nonsense, I can't bear to part with the 38-bedroom concubine."

The chunky man said solemnly.

Well, he's not guilty, he's telling the truth.

What he is thinking about right now is the two concubines who are about to take in.

"Why are you all determined not to leave?"

The chunky man had witnessed Shengge's ability with his own eyes, and Shengge was just emerging in Shanghai at that time.

His father-in-law used to be a member of the Taoist sect, and his father-in-law also had a certain understanding of these seemingly miraculous and illusory things.

Does he dare to question someone who even his father-in-law is willing to bow down?
If his father-in-law hadn't passed away a few years ago, he wouldn't dare to behave like this now.

"I've made it clear to you, let's go our separate ways."

The short and fat man himself has no ambitions. The reason why he was able to occupy a small town before was just luck and having a good father-in-law.

However, a good father-in-law is also strict.

Without the name of a handsome man, he seems to live a more chic life.

If these people hadn't incited him day after day, he wouldn't have gotten involved in such a thing.

Little lady, his No. 30, forty concubine, here he comes...

As for why he had to accept two concubines at once, he was naturally frightened, so he had to suppress his fright.

"boom……"

A sharp and piercing gunshot sounded in the warehouse.

The middle-aged man who was smiling wretchedly had a blood hole on his chest, dripping blood.

The short fat man who was thinking about robbing someone's Huanghua girl just a second ago died quietly like this.

Walking too wavy will flash your waist: Is this the meaning of the idiom "killing and decisive"?This girl is scared to death, she needs to pat her big chest to suppress her shock.

Shengge was also awakened by the gunshot, and the only thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Humpty Humpty's death.

The extreme horror and the lewd smile that couldn't be hidden in time made the expression on this person's face very distorted.

Killed so quickly?
Even Shengge herself didn't expect that her casual words could really sow discord.

From this point of view, she seems to have the potential to be a conspirator.

Move your mouth casually, and the mast and scull will be wiped out...

But how did this fat, overindulgent man die?

Lingling on the Qixian: People should not be judged by their appearance.I really didn't expect that this middle-aged man who looked gentle and powerless would shoot so decisively, killing people without blinking an eye.

Lang Jiujiu: Why does it suddenly feel like the anchor is hanging...

Shengge's pupils shrank, and she knew that this middle-aged scribe was not that simple.

If he is really a frail scholar, what qualifications does he have to speak on behalf of so many powerful warlords.

Isn't it just hanging...

What she expects to see is that these people fight each other and fight among themselves, but she doesn't want to be forcibly intimidated by the middle-aged scribes.

There is no need to doubt that the shot of the middle-aged scribe really has the effect of killing chickens and monkeys.

"Does this mean that the bloody disaster has passed?"

The middle-aged scribe seemed to be casually shaking the gun that was still hot in his hand, and looked at Shengge with a half-smile.

"Sheng Banxian, I don't know if you have anything else to say."

Sheng Banxian...

Shengge couldn't complain about how outsiders called her.

If it's not raw, could it be that it's still ripe?
"this is okay too?"

Shengge's ability to pretend to be stupid is very good.

Don't ask her where she learned it, Drifting Monk, isn't her former third junior brother a living example?

It is difficult to imitate if you learn from others.

"A misfortune is a blessing, and this may not be a bad thing."

If you walk too sloppy, your waist will flash: Anchor, this fat man has 38 concubines, so death is not a bad thing.

Jackal and female cat: All of a sudden, many people became widows, and the group of anchors seemed to be stronger again.

Host: Youbi, shut up.

Shengge was speechless.

(End of this chapter)