Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"I'll kick you to death!" Li Chen kicked Wang Baoqiang a big split.

He is really a monk who burns the forest, he said he would split.

"Do I want to come here?" Wang Likun, who was chewing pure xylose in his mouth, lay down on the electric board. This multi-purpose device used to practice handstands and sit-ups is indescribable. He stood up and sang, who is this? Thought-of?

The game starts, the music is played...  

A familiar tune that spread all over the country came from the loudspeaker, and the red team players all swayed.

Shaoqing, three screams comparable to killing a pig spread throughout the Hanok Village, and then resounded through the hand at a flying speed.

hot!sister!son!hot! ,hot!sister!son!hot! ,hot!sister!son!Since childhood!Don't be afraid!hot! ...

Break a handful of chili peppers... red!mouth!Bar!

"Are they singing?"

"Are they howling?"

Wang Likun, who didn't dare to speak again after hearing the first sound, lay on the electric board Mengmeng and looked at her three teammates with extremely dull eyes.

The big black cow who is doing pull-ups, do one, shout, do one, shout, except spicy characters, there is nothing else.

The burning forest warrior monk Wang Baoqiang sang correctly, and the words were correct, but the hometown dialect full of sweet potato flavor can really make Zuoying cry to death.

Not to mention the last Wang Zulan, who knows what it sounds like to sing "Spice Girl" in Cantonese, just look at the onlookers, they are all there.

"How many points?"

Chapter 89 Legendary singing score, 0 points!

"Eighty, definitely eighty." Wang Baoqiang shouted, feeling good about himself.

"I also think there should be eighty." The big black bull who got off the horizontal bar nodded, he also felt that he sang very well just now.

"So what's the score?"

When Lu Hao turned the tablet, all four of the Red Team collapsed.Wang Likun covered her little face and turned her head, no longer wanting to look at those three lynx beasts.

"Hahaha, eighty?" Deng Chao pointed at the big black bull with schadenfreude, "Didn't you say eighty?"

"No, director, that's not right..." Wang Baoqiang's urgent words were unreasonable. "How could it be 40? It's almost the same as two times. We sang well."

"Yeah, one Cantonese, one Hebei dialect, and a big black cow, you've got a lot of forty points." Deng Chao imitated Li Chen's shouting and picked up the microphone, "Spicy! Spicy! Spicy... except for you. What else can you sing?"

"Get out of here!" The big black bull kicked him angrily.

"Next, the Orange team is invited to play."

Zheng Da, Chen Chichi, Jia Ling, Lin Genxin, four warriors, three men and one woman, chose fitness equipment.

"I think I should take this." Zheng Dai squatted in front of Yaling and showed off his muscles.

The failed big black cow took Brother Baolan to sit behind him, and in the early morning, this place was backlit.

As a result, as soon as Zheng Ying pouted, they all regretted it, and Ou Di, who was drinking water, spit it out all at once.

puff……

"Yaoyao!"

God knows how collapsed the people sitting behind Zheng Dai are at this moment.

"You and Chen Chichi are enough. Yesterday it was him, today it's you, why don't you just play a game? Just say what you want to win, do you need to beat us up?"

Li Chen was lying on the ground dizzy, and Wang Baoqiang fell on top of him in a hypoxia.

Baby was lying in Wu Li's arms, her small shoulders shrugged.

The picture was so beautiful that she dared not look at it.

"Zheng Da, you are invincible." Deng Chao rolled around with a smile, "As expected of four years' roommate and brother, this time I can see the two of you clearly."

Odie fled for his life and hid in the northeast corner, pointed at Zheng Da and Chen Chichi and shouted, "You two are just assholes."

"I really didn't do it on purpose." Zheng Dai raised the dumbbell with a flushed face, embarrassed and wanted to find a crack to get in.

The people in the show group were all laughing like crazy.

In the live broadcast room, countless netizens began to leave messages, "I thought that with Chen Chichi's performance, this scene would not be staged today. I didn't expect it, ah I didn't expect it, Kaikai still let it go."

"The wheel of history is rolling forward, and Zheng Da's stinky farts have been passed down for two generations."

"Poor big black cow, poor Wang Baoqiang."

Wu Li put his arms around the baby and looked at the fitness equipment: "We are challenging the limits of the human body, and they are challenging the limits of human beings."

puff……

As soon as the words blurted out, the big guy laughed again.

Lu Hao wiped his tears and raised the microphone, announcing the start of the game with uncontrollable laughter.

"Jia Ling, are you sure you want to come here?" Wang Baoqiang, who woke up from the hypoxic state, asked her worriedly, "It's okay to be like baby and Wang Likun. Be careful with your size."

"Get out of here!" Jia Ling gave him a hard look, the two elephants' legs were divided, and a one-word horse came, "Who is Little Fatty afraid of?"

"Jia Ling, you are too smart!" Chen Chichi, who was hanging on the horizontal bar, almost fell down without fright.