Master Fu's metaphysical wife is out of the circle

Looking at the woman who was smiling evilly in front of him, the male anchor named 'Professional Sugar Sprinkler' backed away in fright, and the dull pain from his lower back hitting the sharp corner of the table made him cry out in pain.

He really didn't understand why the gentle girl in the past became so terrifying.

Zhaozhao, she is obviously very obedient and easy to handle.

Even if she couldn't bear the insult, she still gritted her teeth and accepted it, never thinking of confronting him.

Because he is the boss who takes her to make money.

"Zhao Zhao, let's have a good talk. You are an adult, and I am broadcasting live here. Many people are watching. Do you think if you hurt me, can you escape?"

"Be obedient, be good, put the curling iron aside first, if this thing burns me and leaves scars on my body, I can sue you for any scars, and you are so poor that you can't take responsibility, you You don’t want to go to jail because of impulse, do you?”

Yan Zhen sneered in front of the camera.

Remind him: "Don't talk nonsense, one scar is not enough to go to jail, unless there are countless, very serious burns."

"No, Zhao Zhao is such an obedient child, he wouldn't treat me like this."

However, just as the words of "professional sugar sprinkler" fell, the hot curling iron in Zhao Zhao's hand hit his face fiercely.

"Ah!" The man hissed in pain.

The two-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-degree curling iron scalded his skin, creating a blister in an instant.

Just as he was about to escape, Zhaozhao slammed his head down on the computer desk, only to hear a 'bang', no matter how much the man struggled, he couldn't escape.

The barrage in the live broadcast room went crazy.

It's more exciting than watching a horror movie.

[My God, is this still a weak girl? 】

[She held down Boss Tang with one hand! 】

[Is this really the girl who can't even unscrew the bottle cap? 】

[Obviously!Zhao Zhao is possessed by something, how can a normal girl have such great strength to control an adult man? 】

There are different opinions in the live broadcast room.

It's not a big deal to watch the fun one by one.

But at this moment, there are only two people, Zhao Zhao and Boss Tang, in Boss Tang's work studio in an entertainment company.

Zhao Zhao firmly pressed Boss Tang's head on the computer desk, and the curling iron in his hand severely burned the man's face.

She listened to the man's screams, showing an excited and satisfied expression.

She smiled and said, "Boss Tang, is it painful? Just bear the pain! Because I may have to play for a long time!"

madman!

Pure madness.

[It hurts to look at it. 】

[Just now you said that the script writer stood up, how is your script written like this? 】

[Is there anyone in charge?terrible! 】

The live broadcast room was chaotic, and countless viewers were terrified.

Boss Tang's face was distorted in pain, and he cried out for help, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Zhao Zhao directly inserted the curling iron into Boss Tang's mouth.

She frowned in disdain and said, "Boss Tang, you are really noisy! Although the screaming is ugly, it is really exciting!"

Here in Taoyuan Village.

The guests standing in front of the camera were dumbfounded!

Especially those female guests!
Curling irons are really the most familiar thing to them.

Greetings to hair almost every day.

Now they can no longer look straight at the curling iron!

Everyone stood in front of the camera, looking at the woman named Zhao Zhao, unscrupulously, like crazy, burning the [-]-degree curling iron on the male anchor's body, even sticking it into his clothes.

The man's face was bloody.

You can almost smell the meat being burnt through the screen.

Zhang Mengya remembered the barbecue that she had just eaten last night, she covered her mouth and ran to the side to vomit.

The director didn't expect such a bloody scene to be encountered in the live broadcast of fortune-telling. He was afraid of ruining the reputation of the station, so he quickly hung up the video.

However, the phone seemed to be stuck, and it couldn't be hung up no matter what.

The director wiped the sweat off his forehead, and hurriedly called the staff, "Hurry up, cut off the internet, cut off the power!"

It didn't work at all.

Everyone was in a hurry, and finally they were forced to watch the live broadcast.

One by one, the 'professional sugar sprinklers' were fried with curling irons until the skin was cooked.

And the man fainted in pain.

Waking up from the pain again.

And so on and on.

They looked at Zhao Zhao and went crazy.

After playing like this for more than half an hour, the police finally rushed to the address after hearing the news.

When they rushed in, Zhao Zhao directly grabbed the man's arm and pulled it hard, one arm was removed in full view of everyone.

The police were terrified and drew their guns.

Zhao Zhao didn't seem to be afraid at all, she laughed excitedly and pulled out the man's other hand.

There was a 'bang' sound as the gunshot approached, and the man fell to the ground, being treated as a meat pad by Zhao Zhao.

[I wipe!Am I wrong? 】

[Boss Tang died under the gun of the police? 】

[Both arms were removed, it really deserves it. 】

[Mom, I'm scared to death, the phone can't be turned off, why do you force me to watch such a scary picture? 】

[It's so cool!Evil is rewarded with evil, and the wicked should end up like this. 】

Yan Zhen stared at Zhao Zhao, who was surrounded by the police in the video.

She said: "Don't hurt innocent people. It is their duty to protect every citizen. Please don't shoot the police uncles first. She is not Zhao Zhao, she is possessed by something."

Liang Yuanzhou immediately said to the policemen in the video: "I am a criminal policeman from the Special Investigation Division. I have called someone to come over just now. This case is handed over to us. Please protect the scene and don't hurt her or Let her escape!"

"I don't want to escape!"

Zhao Zhao was not afraid at all of being pointed at by so many guns.

She even sat down at the computer desk.

She leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the audience and said: "That woman is right, I am indeed not Zhao Zhao, I am her sister, Zhao Ling, an evil spirit."

"I was only 16 years old when I died. On the way home from school, I kindly took a lost girl to take a taxi, and then she tricked me into an abandoned warehouse. Those people locked me up for a whole week, every day. Someone insulted me, insulted endlessly, hehe!"

Zhao Ling said Xie Mei and smiled.

Her lips were blood red, "Do you know what it's like to have a soul floating in the air, watching those men defile my body? I don't think you will ever know."

"But some people should still remember the tragedy ten years ago!"

"That's right, those men who touched me! Every one of them died a terrible death, except for their death, their parents did not escape..."

When Zhaoling died, before her soul was involved in the path of reincarnation, she met a worldly expert.

Knowing that she died pitifully, the expert said he would find a way to avenge her and asked her if she would.

Of course she is willing.