One hundred yuan to survive: this anchor has a conscience but not much

Chapter 13 I'm sworn to death with evil!

Security room.

Huang Dali had already realized that he had been tricked, and his face turned as red as a pig's liver.

There was a fierce light in the slender eyes, and he took out a folded switchblade from his pocket, and slashed towards Lu Chen.

The photographer, who was still holding back his laughter, saw Huang Dali take out the knife, his face changed drastically, and he blurted out:
"Brother! Be careful!"

Lu Chen seemed to have expected it, and turned slightly to avoid the oncoming switchblade.

Gently kicking Huang Dali's bulging body, Huang Dali immediately fell to the ground weightlessly.

"Qin Shou! Help!"

The photographer didn't realize it until he heard Lu Chen shouting, and rushed towards Huang Dali who was on the ground.

In the live broadcast room, both Lu Chen and Huang Dali disappeared from the screen.

All that could be heard was the sound of the two constantly wrestling together.

The whole live broadcast room was a mess.

[Fuck!This man also took out a knife?Can't afford it (funny)? 】

[This drug dealer is too scary, right? ? ? 】

[No, this person doesn't seem to be an ordinary drug dealer, does he? 】

【…】

The audience in the live broadcast room saw Huang Dali taking out a knife, and they all realized that this person in front of him was definitely not an ordinary drug dealer.

On the streets of Jiangnan City, a police car drove 120 miles with its lights flashing.

Officer Xiao Zhao's face was gloomy, and he kept urging:
"Hurry up! Team Lin! Huang Dali has drawn out his knife!"

"This is already the fastest!"

Lin Yu's face was also not good-looking. The original plan was that Lu Chen would stabilize Huang Dali first, and hold Huang Dali until they felt that they were going to deal with Huang Dali.

Now if only Lu Chen and the photographer deal with Huang Dali, their lives may be in danger.

……

"Fuck! I'll kill you guys!"

An almost crazy roar came from the live broadcast room.

Huang Dali stood up with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Lu Chen and the photographer felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

They had already handed over Huang Dali's switchblade, but unexpectedly, Huang Dali took out another switchblade from his pocket.

Moreover, Huang Dali's current state is very strange, with incomparable strength, neither Lu Chen nor the photographer can hold him down.

His face was extremely crazy, and he kept waving the switchblade in his hand.

Stab it!

A sound of fabric being cut clearly appeared in the live broadcast room.

The security uniform on Lu Chen's body has been cut a big hole by the sharp blade.

He looked at the [-] to [-] centimeter cut on his chest, recalling the thrill just now, even he felt a little scared in his heart.

If it wasn't for his keen reaction and fast enough action, the switchblade might have hit him just now.

"How much do you pay for a security guard a month? There's no need to lose your life for this!"

Huang Dali looked crazy and his hair was disheveled, but his mind immediately came to his senses.

Lu Chen's visit was definitely not simply to humiliate himself.

Recalling what his uncle said to him before, Huang Dali quickly judged that Lu Chen was probably the informant of Tiaozi.

Now hold yourself back and wait for the police to catch you.

With a serious face, Lu Chen resolutely blocked the exit of the security room, and said seriously:

"The French Open is back, and it's not missing!"

"When you resold drugs and committed crimes, you never thought that such a day would come sooner or later?"

The photographer on the side couldn't help being moved when he saw this scene.

"elder brother……"

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen would say such a thing, a person who was about to be abandoned by the world, and a security guard would have such awareness.

"You fart! I've been running for so long!"

Huang Dali seemed to be stimulated by Lu Chen's words, his eyes were red.

Like a trapped animal struggling for the last time before dying, it held the dagger tightly and stared at Lu Chen who was blocking the door.

Lu Chen also looked fearless, and stared back angrily.

Although his security uniform was scratched by Huang Dali, because Huang Dali wore it too bulky in order to conceal his identity, his movements were extremely slow, and he could not pose any threat to him.

The photographer on the side stood by, terrified by Huang Dali's crazy appearance.

But he still mustered up his courage and stood beside Lu Chen.

"Brother! I'll help you!"

"Okay! You come!"

"Eh??? Σ(°△°|||)︴【Shocked.jpg】"

The photographer didn't expect that Lu Chen would sell himself so decisively.

"I'm just talking."

The photographer scratched his head in embarrassment, and took a step back calmly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Huang Dali suddenly became violent.

Holding the switchblade in his hand, he stabbed straight at the photographer.

The photographer watched the flickering cold light approaching him, his legs seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and no matter how hard he tried to control himself, he couldn't move a little bit.

"Bang!" A dull voice came from mid-air.

Lu Chen kicked Huang Dali, his bloated body flew sideways, hit the back of his head heavily on the table, and fainted immediately.

"It's said that you wear so much, the speed is too slow!"

Lu Chen looked at Huang Dali who had fainted, found a bundle of ropes from the corner of the security room, and threw it in front of the photographer.

The photographer held the rope and tied Huang Dali while complaining:

"Brother, you didn't tell me in advance that you are eliminating harm for the people, so I thought you were going to be a drug dealer!"

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't go if you are told to eat, if you get in the way here, my uniform will be sacrificed!"

Lu Chen rolled his eyes at the photographer, squatted on the ground and tied Huang Dali together with the photographer.

Just then, two policemen rushed into the security room.

"Don't move, all hands up!"

Lu Chen, photographer: ╰(*°▽°*)╯! !

Police Officer Xiao Zhao and Lin Yu recognized Lu Chen in front of them at once, and they were a little dazed.

At this time, shouldn't Lu Chen be fighting Huang Dali?

"Where's Huang Dali?"

Officer Xiao Zhao at the side looked at Lu Chen with some doubts.

Lu Chen and the photographer pointed to Huang Dali who was tied up like a rice dumpling behind him in a tacit understanding.

A "?" was played slowly over the heads of the two police officers.

Officer Xiao Zhao couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, a little afraid to say:
"You... solved him yourself?"

She was chasing Huang Dali, and his skills and danger were no less than those on the wanted list.

Was it solved so easily by the two of them?
Officer Xiao Zhao suddenly felt a little dizzy.

I have been following for three months, seeing the credit of my hand, it is gone!

On the other hand, Lin Yu was not so surprised. He took a careful look at Huang Dali who was tied into rice dumplings, and said with a light "tsk":

"Tortoise shell binding?"

Then he showed a look that a man knows how to look towards Lu Chen and the photographer.

"Pooh!"

Officer Xiao Zhao's pretty face flushed, and he let out a pee.

At this moment, Lu Chen is also in a hurry to draw a line with the photographer.

"Dirty! I told you to watch less action movies!"

The photographer wants to cry but has no tears.

"Brother! Didn't you tie this up?"

Lu Chen: "..."

"I am sworn to death with evil!"

(End of this chapter)