Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 103 "I'm afraid you will resist"

"What?"

Liu Li rubbed her eyes, made sure she read it correctly, and exclaimed again: "Is it so fast?"

She glanced at her phone, and it was just over an hour before she paid attention to Fang Lang.

How come "the client is dead"?
"Although normally speaking, there is no more than 24 hours,

But you are too fast. "

"Break the record!"

"what happened?"

"I really want to know!"

Liu Li's heart was scratching like a cat's paw or a dog's paw. It was extremely itchy.

She skipped the system prompt related to "souvenir" first,

Focus on the "Classic Playback".

Then, Liu Li saw...

"Replay generation..."

She could hardly believe her eyes.

"Still generating?"

"What's wrong with the system? Is the traffic not enough?"

"Why don't I apply for an IoT card for you? I heard that Tianjitong is good. 24000G is 600 yuan a year. Do you want it?"

Liu Li complained frantically, but even if she complained, she didn't dare to use data.

After all, she is now burdened with a monthly expenditure of at least 200 million.

After venting her dissatisfaction, Liu Li could only wait. The system ignored her. Finally, she calmed down and looked at the reminder related to "souvenir" with revived expectations.

"Life does not bring it, and death does not bring it."

"Draw a souvenir..."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, the extraction was successful, and the item was obtained: the bracelet in the dream."

Bracelets?

Liu Li's expression suddenly became a little weird.

All that popped up in her mind were those Yiwu wholesalers for a few yuan a piece, and those scenes in a foreign country where they were picked up from the wrist and given away to others.

Fang Lang has cheated countless guns with this trick.

The issue is……

Liu Li didn't have such a need.

She prayed for the system to be more powerful, and turned her gaze to the comment below.

"Props: The bracelet in the dream (proof that a certain wave went wrong)

"The bracelet in the dream originated from Fang Lang's dream.

Fang Lang has a secret that he has never told anyone. As long as he can remember, whenever he has a fever or is drunk, he will have the same dream.

In the dream, he was an old monk with half of his shoulders exposed and wearing a red cassock.

The old monk walked barefoot through the Gobi Desert and the wilderness, from a young monk to a hundred-year-old monk.

Wherever he walked, there were always believers kneeling on the ground and worshiping.

At this time, the old monk would take a bead from the bracelet and give it to the believers.

At this time, believers would cry bitterly, and some people were even so excited that they kissed the old monk's instep.

After Fang Lang grew up, he inexplicably sensed that as long as the old monk gave the bracelets he had worn for 100 years, beads one by one, to those who were destined, he would become a Buddha if the beads on the bracelets were gone.

When there were only three beads left, the old monk let out a long sigh and passed away sitting on the ground.

The old monk did not become a Buddha in the end.

Fang Lang didn't know whether what he saw in his dream was real or not. He only knew that as long as he gave a bracelet to the opposite sex, he would always get inexplicable favor and trust from the opposite sex.

Psychological effect?maybe! "

"Special Effect 1: Gift!
When the host pulls out a bead and gives it to others, as long as others accept it, they will be grateful and willing to dedicate everything that belongs to them.

The duration is random. "

"Special effect 2: Destined person.

When the host sends out the beads, he must call it "Jie Yuan", and the other party must accept it sincerely, so that special effect 1 can take effect.

As the saying goes - give willingly, receive willingly. "

"Special Effect 3: Buddha's Fate.

Those who hold props in the dream of bracelets will lose a hundred hairs every day until they are gone.

You, born to be a monk! "

"Note: Alas, there is one less eminent monk in the world, and one more bastard. Resurrection is to let you disperse the last three beads, not to make you commit crimes, cheat, and cheat. Fang Lang, you are in the wrong place." okay."

Liu Li looked back and forth three times, completely speechless.

God Nima's fate!

Are you just saying that being bald is not good?
One hundred a day...

Liu Li was heartbroken: "Don't think I know, losing 100 hairs a day is called hair loss."

"I'm going bald?!"

Liu Li was terrified.

If it wasn't for the thought of the first ring task that might come at any time,
She had the urge to rush out of the small building immediately, catch three random people on the way and give the beads away.

No one noticed when a bracelet appeared on Liu Li's left wrist.

There are three beads of different materials on the bracelet, and it is not clear whether they are cutin, stone, or other beads.

The bead was passed through by a brown string, which looked simple and elegant, and it looked pretty nice on Liu Li's wrist.

At least, that's what Liu Li thought before seeing the special effect: Buddha's Fate.

Now, she can't wait to chop off her wrist, if the bracelet can't be taken off.

Bald, it is absolutely impossible to be bald.

"calm down!"

"Anyway, it's a prop. It might work at a critical moment."

"Three days, if you don't need it within three days, you will resolutely find someone to give it to you."

Losing three hundred hairs was the death line that Liu Li had drawn for herself.

Not even one more!

After Liu Li made his decision, he heard a "ding", and then saw that the classic playback was finally generated.

She couldn't wait to open it.

Three points are curious about how Fang Lang died, and how could he die so quickly?
Seven points is strange. The system has been tossing for a long time, as if it needs to be buffered. What the hell is it doing?

Liu Li closed her eyes, and selected the replay that belonged to Fang Lang in her mind.

like a movie,

immersive experience,

The environment in front of Liu Li changed, it was no longer in a small building, but in a room full of exotic decorations.

"It looks familiar."

"Oh, isn't it the room where Fang Lang was live broadcasting?"

"Is this Thailand?"

Liu Li preconceived that she was in Thailand, until she glanced out the window.

... what did I see?
……Oriental Pearl Tower?

...Damn, you big fool!

Liu Li was stunned. She realized that she was too young and naive to believe that this guy was in Thailand.

"That's even more strange. Why are people still dead in the devil's capital?"

Liu Li's question was quickly answered.

The door of the bathroom was opened, and Fang Lang walked out holding the wall, looking dull and numb, stumbling and moving slowly, walked to the camera and sat down.

Coming out of the bathroom behind him was the Tammy Lisa.

When seeing Lisa, Liu Li understood why the system took so long to generate.

Lisa was completely naked, but she didn't show her beauty at all, and all the important parts were mosaiced.

Liu Li complained wildly in her stomach: "You were born to play mosaics for a long time?"

"They're all women, so what?"

The system does not answer.

Liu Li quickly attracted attention to the scene in front of her.

In front of the camera, Fang Lang first took out the script and read it silently a few times, and then he said something under Lisa's mirror.

The general idea is that there has been no update in the past seven days,

It was because he was not feeling well, he was having a stream of nails, nothing happened, and he was not injured, he was alive and kicking, but he was a little weak.

It disappointed the fans of Magic City Liuli and Liulichang.

He rested for two more days, regained his vitality, and was ready to fly back to Shanghai.

Let everyone not believe in rumors, don't spread rumors,

Everything is fine with Fang Lang.

After Liu Li watched the whole process, he already understood what Fang Lang was doing.

Later, Fang Lang's explanation to Lisa also proved her guess: "Lisa, this video is easy to post in seven days, then you will log in to the trumpet to follow the rhythm as we discussed before, and just say this needle eye, this injury .”

Fang Lang pointed to an obvious, freshly pricked needle hole on the collarbone, as well as bruises and scars that were looming under the cover of clothes after putting on makeup.

Lisa nodded with a smile, ended the shooting, and walked towards Fang Lang.

Fang Lang shrank instinctively, and waved his hands again and again: "I won't come, I won't come, I can't afford it, I can't afford it."

The movement of his waving hands seemed to involve pain. Fang Lang rubbed the needle hole at the collarbone with his hand and complained:

"Draw one and put it up. You still have to really prick me. It hurts."

Lisa smiled and snuggled up, stroked the eye of the needle with her little hand, and asked, "Lang, what else do you feel besides pain?"

"Feel?
"Well, it feels."

"Don't tell me, it's really a little bit. I'm a little dizzy, getting dizzy, and I still can't control my hands and feet."

"I'm relieved now?"

"Huh? Don't worry, what do you mean?"

"Reassuring means that the effect of the needle is good, just dizzy.

If you don't get dizzy, I'm afraid you will resist..."

(End of this chapter)