Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"Boss, are you swollen, boss?"

Huang Xiaoming, who was jumping in the office, covered his injured right hand and turned in a circle. A whole row of staples was nailed to his palm, and he saw blood at that time.

"Who did this?"

The shrill shouts came out of the room, and the little secretary shrank his neck and quickly lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

Huang Xiaoming was so angry that he gritted his teeth and pulled out the staples, and the blood couldn't stop, rushing out.

"Get me a Bundy now!"

The boss said, we have to do it, the little secretary responded and hurriedly asked the employees, "Do you have Bundy?"

"I don't," said a close employee.

"Me neither." Another employee shook his head.

"Who brings this to work?"

The little secretary had no choice, his heart was stunned, he took a package from under the counter, and ran in under Huang Xiaoming's dissatisfied urging.As soon as he opened his mouth, Sect Master Huang swallowed half to death.

"Boss, little Bundy is gone, is Big Bundy okay?"

Hahaha……

The employees outside the door all laughed.

Sect Master Huang looked at the big Bundy sent by the little secretary. He didn't pick it up, and he didn't pick it up either. His face was blue and red, and he immediately turned green.

The little secretary was very considerate, "Boss, you should pay for it. The effect is very good, preventing side leakage."

Hahaha……

Fifteen employees all laughed.

Sect Master Huang looked at this cute girl who was personally selected in front of her, and almost didn't make her angry. You think this is the big aunt, and you still prevent leaks?

But no matter how you say it, it is important to stop the bleeding, and you can't take care of that much, so hurry up and cover it!Immediately take one out and cover it in your hand.

The little secretary's eyes were very good, and he grabbed his hand, "Boss, you're wrapping it wrong, it's wrong, there's tape over there."

puff……

The employees outside the door all laughed miserably.

"Xiao Zhao, this secretary really wants it."

Looking at the face of Cult Master Huang again, it was very colorful.

"Boss, I'll pack it for you."

Master Huang wrapped his palms and was supported by the little secretary downstairs.Seeing him come out, the paparazzi with the cat downstairs raised their cameras one after another.

You said it happened by chance, maybe it was hypoxia caused by blood loss, or maybe it was nerve weakness caused by too much anger. When Master Huang walked to the gate, he slammed into it, just to reveal the injured person. right hand.

The paparazzi's eyes lit up.

"what is that?"

"Red, bloody!"

"What do I think of that thing, kind of like Big Bundy?"

Seeing this, the paparazzi who can make an accident out of nothing, are there any good things? All the bad water is coming out, and the headlines are vying to show up, and their eyes are all turned into banknotes.

fuck him!

Chapter 916 Huang Xiaoming's Crazy Journey

The person who writes the news is not human.

The major media who received the news of the paparazzi were all excited, and as soon as they turned their heads, they made up various headlines, and showed all the skills of chasing the wind and watching the air.

For a time, the leader of Huang saw blood in the early morning, and Xiaosan unexpectedly appeared; BOSS Huangmen shot in front of the door and accidentally caught the little secret Bundy and other topics one after another broadcast, followed by all kinds of conjectures.

"I think he is holding back." President Liu said on Weibo: "Baby is pregnant, Xiao Ming is dying, everyone can understand."

"Understanding is understanding, how did you get Bundy out?" Some netizens left a message below.

President Liu replied very quickly, "I don't understand this? A special hobby! For example, I like to collect girls' internal libraries. It is understandable that Master Huang likes to collect Big Bondi."

puff……

Seeing President Liu who would rather self-defilement but also pull down the leader Huang, all the big and small stars were dumbfounded.

"This is killing me!"

asshole!

A tea jar slammed into the door, and the little secretary said weakly, "Boss. You tap, it's bleeding again."

Record it, record it.

Two paparazzi disguised as doctors stood outside the door and slapped the leader of the Yellow Sect on the table in a fit of rage, "The surnamed Liu, I'll stop with you."

"I don't agree with you." Mr. Liu Dachang, who was far away in Hong Kong, sneered with provocative words.

The right hand was injured, and the left hand was the leader Huang, his fingers were trembling and micro-pulsing, and everyone was watching jokes.

Pinch, pinch to death.