Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

The netizens in the live broadcast room were all laughing crazy.

The netizens are crazy, and the Baolan brothers are also crazy. The poor person who sent Xiaobao to punch and paddle is stunned, "Brother Ma Han, do your best, let me win once."

rock-paper-scissors!

I give scissors, you give cloth!

Brother, didn't you say that you are the one who made the cloth, and you took out the stone to do the magic horse?

In the small theater on the other side, Lan Lan, who is also a fallen man from Tianya, stretched out his legs with straight eyes, and the turban on his head showed his prickly head. At a glance, it was a second courtyard running out. of patients.

Directly opposite, the aunt who even gestured and sang looked at him strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

"I made you sing like crazy."

Abstain, we abstain, this game cannot be played, poisonous.

The seven running men reunited, and when they learned that Chen Chichi stole the gong from the Baolan brothers, Mengmeng's eyes widened.

"He took the gong and ran away?"

"Yes." Deng Chao replied very depressed.

"really?"

"Really, the pig is still on it." The baby also held back his anger.

"Hahaha, this is really great." Brother Baolan snickered, thinking that we were weak in the first place, but now it's good, we are on the same starting line again, Chen Chichi, you are a hero, a big hero!

After speaking, Wu Li and Zheng Dai came back, one with a hammer and the other with two nails in their mouths.

"Where did you get this?"

"Come on, let's nail the stairs to him."

Can't you run away with a gong, can't you hide to the fourth floor and seal the door?

You can seal, we can nail.

The pig's head that knocked the gong on the mountain was lying on the window with hilarious laughter up to the sky. For the first time, he found that he was so hi-po, excited, too excited.

I am Illidan Stormrage!

I am Kael'thas!

"hammer."

Give.

"Door handle."

At this.

"nail."

Take it.

Knock, knock, you don't have to come down today.

The muffled sound of ding ding ding came into his ears, and Chen Chichi stopped his laughter in surprise. What are these people doing?

The two eyebrows were twisted up and down into an S-shaped pig head, and he lay on the ground with a dignified expression. The more he listened, the more wrong he felt.

The ancient door handle was firmly nailed with four nails, and Wu Li made two long ropes, one end was tied to the nailed handle, and the other was tied to the middle of the stairs.

The runners on the sidelines all burst into laughter.

"Chen Chichi, bye bye."

"Drum white, bye bye."

"Sprinkle the oil, let's go."

The sound of Deng Deng Deng's distant footsteps reached the fourth floor, and Chen Chichi stood up sneeringly, "If you want to lie to me, they must want to lie to me, can a genius like me be fooled by them? Genius."

"Geniuses won't be fooled. Come, eat a piece of watermelon and chill it."

The watermelon knife placed on the coffee table was raised high, Chen Chichi looked at the camera triumphantly, two eyebrows that made people want to hammer his eyebrows, twisted them over and danced.

"Well, this watermelon is so delicious, would you like a piece?"

The follower standing by the window raised his earphones, and he was stunned by a single sentence.

"You still eat, they are all gone."

What?

The watermelon that fell to the ground smashed into pieces, Chen Chichi stood up abruptly, "What did you just say?"

"I said they were all gone."

The sports car that whizzed away threw out two lines of exhaust and ran into the distance, and the runners before getting in the car raised their middle fingers one after another.

"They don't want to shrink the brand name anymore?" Chen Chichi raised the gong stupidly.

The shoulder-on-camera follow-up gave him a heartbroken answer, "It's been an hour, your gong is useless."

Ah!

"We don't play like this."