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Brother Hong's words were like a cold joke. The two fans didn't react at all, but the little master who committed suicide and that Kangkang were still quite good.

Kangkang immediately screamed a little and said timidly: "Brother Hong, don't scare me. It's annoying!"

The little master of suicide patted Kangkang, then patted the scene outside the car window, and commented solemnly: "Desolate and inaccessible, it is very suitable for killing people and abandoning corpses. Kangkang, let's bury you here."

Kangkang let out a sigh of relief.

The three of them are very active and playful, and the atmosphere of the live broadcast is quite good.

On the barrage, many people sent gifts, most of them were given to Kangkang by name, and some were given to Brother Hong and the little expert who committed suicide, either to encourage them to give Kangkang to him, or to invite them. They hold their hands high and don't scare Kangkang anymore. Two fans were also named by a rich man, which comforted them who had no sense of presence.

The little expert who commits suicide is quite talented in hosting. Maybe he saw the reward from the rich man, so he gave two little transparent fans a little shot and chatted with them about the adventure of committing suicide.

Xiaoye was more excited and gushed: "I really like your show, Brother Zuo! I will go to those haunted houses you go to during my holidays. I have already visited the old locust tree yard in the capital!" That locust tree is more scary when you see it with your own eyes than on the screen.”

The little trickster laughed, "Right! That locust tree really looks like a ghost. The trunk and branches look like this." As he spoke, he posed in front of the camera.

Kangkang also smiled when he saw it, "Let's do this action together!"

After she suggested it, everyone except Brother Hong who was driving the car followed suit.

Thales was a little stiff, Xiaoye stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes. Kangkang was also very cute when he made funny moves. As for the little master of committing suicide, he was ugly.

The content of the live broadcast was hilarious, but the atmosphere of terror was not that strong.

I couldn't help laughing just looking at it.

Later, they shared some content from the previous live broadcasts of the little master who committed suicide.

That Xiao Ye was talking about the famous work "The Little Master Who Makes Death", and when he talked about that kind of terrifying face, he also made an exaggerated and terrifying expression. The car suddenly rushed forward for a short distance, then turned off and stopped.

"Oh my God!" Xiaoye was still dancing, and he rushed forward, almost turning over.

Kangkang had a worried and frightened expression on his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

The camera turned to Brother Hong.

Brother Hong frowned and turned the car key.

The engine made a coughing sound like that of an old smoker, but even after coughing for a long time, it could not be relieved.

"There's still plenty of oil... maybe there's something wrong with the car's engine." Brother Hong unbuckled his seat belt and took out the flashlight from the storage compartment next to him, "I'll go take a look."

"Brother Hong, be careful." Kangkang said.

What flew around on the barrage were either barrage protection, high-energy early warnings, screams of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", or disdain and contempt.

"It's so fake!"

"How could it break down by such a coincidence?"

"Isn't this just Xiaozhu's fixed routine?"

"I thought that with Brother Hong and Kangkang here, this live broadcast would be more sincere and less clichéd!"

The little expert who commits suicide seems not to pay attention to the content of the barrage.

He followed Brother Hong out of the car and reached the front of the car.

The car's engine appears in the shot.

Brother Hong tinkered with it for a while and then motioned to the little master of death-making to start it and have a look.

An expert on the barrage made an analysis, and it seems like there is nothing wrong with the car's engine.

After the little master of committing suicide got in the car and turned the key, the car still made the same breathless coughing sound as an old smoker.

The little expert who committed suicide looked at the screen helplessly, "Is there any master who knows how to repair cars, come and show us?"

He ran out of the car again and focused the camera on the interior of the car.

Various analyzes were flying around on the barrage, instructing them to repair the car.

Some people joked that this has turned into a live car repair tutorial.

However, after doing this for more than ten minutes, everyone in the car got out of the car to get some fresh air, and came over to come up with random ideas, but the car was still not repaired.

"This won't work. I'll call a tow truck. Let's go back when the people arrive." Brother Hong made up his mind.

The little master of committing suicide was a little disappointed, but he agreed and apologized to the audience during the live broadcast.

There were barrages flying around, asking for compensation.

Kangkang is now lively and says he wants to perform for everyone.

A group of people cheered.

So, in front of the car lights, four men waved flashlights, sang to Kangkang and watched Kangkang dance.

"...Sweetheart, honey~ you are my big sweetheart~..."

Kangkang made a playful gesture of blowing a kiss.

Someone was yelling on the barrage.

“Dancing outdoors at night is so exciting!”

"Let's get something more exciting!"

"Four men and one woman are playing outdoors!"

That Xiaoye was very outgoing and jumped out to dance with Kangkang.

The little master of committing suicide turned the camera to Thales.

"How about you guys come together?" He said this with a smile.

Thales was absent-minded, holding up a flashlight and looking elsewhere.

"What's wrong?" The little master of suicide pointed the camera at where Thales was looking and zoomed in on the screen.

The weeds were blown by the wind and swayed.

This scene gave me goosebumps.

Thales hesitated and said: "Just now... I seem to have seen something..."

Kangkang screamed.

"Friend, you have a lot of dramas, you have a bright future!" Brother Hong praised, "We haven't reached the labor camp yet, so the ghosts are not here."

The little expert in committing suicide explained: "We should be still one kilometer away from the labor camp."

He turned the camera and gave everyone directions.

"What Thales saw might be some kind of little rabbit or bird. This is a suburban wilderness, there should be some small animals."

"Scared me to death." Kangkang breathed out.

The barrages are also very disrespectful. They all say things like "please" and "drama queen".

Brother Hong's cell phone rang at this time.

"It's from the towing company." Brother Hong waved his cell phone in front of the camera and answered the call, "Hello? Yes, I called you just now. It's in the western suburbs. There used to be a labor camp here. Did you know that? Now An open space. Why can’t you tell me clearly on a small road here?”

Brother Hong frowned, a little unhappy, "You go from Jingxi Road and keep driving. You pass a small road. I forgot its name, but there is a house at the intersection with a steel sign. Just turn in that way. On the navigation There are all of them. If you search for Minqing Labor Camp, you can find the route. Just drive here...Hey, okay, I'll wait for you to come."

Brother Hong hung up the phone, spread his hands and said, "I don't know the way."

"How long do we have to wait?" Kangkang asked, rubbing his legs.

"I don't know. He is still on Jingxi Road now. It will take at least half an hour to get here. I don't know if they can find him." Brother Hong put down his mobile phone.

"In this case, why don't we go a little further?" the little master of suicide suggested.

Kangkang was a little scared and turned to look at the straight path.

"Okay." Brother Hong agreed.

Neither Xiaoye nor Thales objected.

Kangkang could only say: "You must protect me."

"Haha, it's okay." Brother Hong said boldly, holding a flashlight and walking at the front.

"Xiao Zuo, let me introduce you to the labor camp now." Xiao Zuo, the little expert, followed Brother Hong and started telling stories with a smile.