I buried the anchor, there is no crime!

Chapter 85 Captain, Who Are We Protecting?

Soon, Flea came to the Martyrs Cemetery with a mobile phone in hand.

Here you only need to climb over a wall, and you will go directly to the Martyrs Cemetery.

The flea is also familiar with the road, and soon found a small gap that is a little shorter that he often flips through.

Walking to this small gap, he came directly to the martyrs cemetery.

"Brothers, I have come to the cemetery of the martyrs now. I want to see the thunder button 1 on the grave, and I want to see the pissing button 2 in my cemetery."

What I have to say is that Flea has been broadcasting live for so long in a curious way.

It has also accumulated a lot of fans.

After the voice fell, soon someone frantically buckled the numbers in the live broadcast room.

In addition, the fleas called the housekeepers of many live broadcast rooms online, and also blocked many water friends from Lin Rou's live broadcast room.

This time, there were fewer and fewer barrages in the live broadcast room saying that he was going to be baked tonight.

So, the fleas began to be proud again.

Stepping on the tombstone and standing in the martyr's cemetery, fleas fixed the mobile phone on a tree branch beside it.

He took out the portable influencer from his pocket and pressed the play button on the stereo.

In an instant, the passionate and magical music began to reverberate in the originally extremely silent cemetery.

After the prelude passed, Flea also spoke to the live broadcast room familiarly.

"Jinglei's cultivation is so high that the sky is falling and the ground is falling into the purple gold hammer."

"The Xuanzhen flame of Zidian, the Nine Heavens Hanging Sword will shake the sky."

"Dark clouds gallop across the battlefield, roaring misty rain."

"Passionate since ancient times, free of hatred, holding a crescent blade."

While singing, the flea's body swayed to the rhythm of the music.

Fans of fleas in the live broadcast room also became excited at this moment.

"Brother Flea in the society, Jinglei's singing is getting more and more proficient."

"Yo yo yo, look at this little dance, don't say it, it's quite impressive."

"Shocking Thunder with a Heaven-reaching cultivation base"

"It has to be my flea brother. I won't watch the live broadcast platform without you. I hope I won't be slammed."

The live broadcast room is full of fans who are the same as fleas.

As the fleas danced more and more magically, they also started frantically swiping barrage and presents.

The number of people online is soaring at this moment.

Listening to the intense music, accompanied by the continuous swaying of the body, the adrenaline also began to soar wildly.

The flea only felt that his blood was also burning.

Especially looking at the gifts that the water friends kept sending out, the fleas began to feel hot all over.

The previous fear of Lin Rou has long been forgotten at this moment.

After the chorus was over, he started screaming at the phone screen.

"Damn, you still want to slap me? Why do you slap me?"

"What's wrong with Lin Rou? Even if Lord Yan is here today, he will always call me brother flea."

"Don't you like to dance? Tomorrow I will blast your live broadcast room. Brothers, who would like to go out with me?"

While talking, the flea's mood became more and more high.

With the messy dance on his feet, he kicked the flowers all over the ground in front of the tombstone.

A bottle of wine that was visited by someone next to him was also kicked away by him, knocking on the tombstone and breaking into pieces.

But what the fleas didn't notice was that the broken wine bottle didn't fly very far, but stood next to the tombstone after rolling a few times.

On the base of the wine bottle, there is a sharp branch more than ten centimeters long, standing upright towards the sky.

In the night, the arrows of the branches exude a chill.

"Damn it, damn it, why does this kind of person still live in the world?"

In the extremely luxurious room, Chen Shuaiwen watched the live broadcast speechlessly.

"But anyway, isn't this guy still alive and well?"

"What bullshit paid attention to being slammed, I said it was a hype, it's boring, don't watch it."

After complaining, Chen Shuaiwen turned off the TV with a look of disdain.

at the same time.

In Lin Rou's live broadcast room.

"Nimma! This guy really deserves to die."

"Sister Lin Rou, when is it going to go? Good morning for this kind of person."

"Fuck. I can't help but want to go to the martyr's cemetery and beat up this kid. There are sacrifices all over the floor. He is really unreasonable to his ancestors."

"I really want his parents to see what unworthy offspring he has given birth to."

"I feel that after his father saw it, he must have regretted not hitting the wall at that time."

"Quickly, if you don't, I won't be able to hold back the kitchen knife in my hand."

All the water friends in Lin Rou's live broadcast room were disgusted by the behavior of the fleas.

Barrages were sent out to complain about his behavior.

After seeing the barrage of the water friends, Lin Rou still looked disapproving.

He smiled helplessly at the audience, and then said, "I think it should be soon!"

at the same time.

"Captain Liu, why? Why are we here to protect this kind of thing? I can hardly bear it anymore."

The police officers hiding in the dark felt disgusted by the fleas.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, some impatient police officers really wanted to step forward and slap him twice.

Before that, they had heard that this flea was cheap, but after witnessing it with their own eyes, they still found it difficult to accept it.

Where is the Martyrs Cemetery?
It is a sacred place where the ashes of the revolutionary ancestors are buried.

Now he is trampled under the feet of this sand sculpture, trampled like this.

They all turned their heads away from the direction of the fleas. If they continued to watch, they would really be pissed off by the fleas.

It's not just the police, Liu Yun is also helping his forehead helplessly at this moment.

Not to mention these young police officers who are full of blood, even this old criminal policeman is so calm on weekdays.

At this moment, they were all overwhelmed and couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let's stop here for today. Let's take this guy back first."

Unbearable, Liu Yun spoke to the police officers through the headset.

"Okay, captain!"

After hearing the captain's order, the police officers could no longer hold back their desire to beat fleas.

The captain is speaking now, how can they hold back?
Especially seeing the dancing posture of the fleas swaying in the wind at this moment.

Immediately, they wanted to go forward and push the sand sculpture to the ground, and make a good move.

Leaving aside other things for the time being, let me express the anger in my heart first.

But right now.

Something unexpected happened.

The flea was originally dancing its own dance in front of an inferior tombstone.

But as more and more gifts appeared in the live broadcast room, he became extremely excited.

His brain began to heat up, his eyes began to blur, and his excitement was broken.

Then, the fleas climbed directly onto the tombstone, shouting frantically as they stepped on the tombstone.

"Brothers, be optimistic. Today, this difficult talent will only be shown once. If you miss it, you will have to wait until next year."

(End of this chapter)