Terror broadcast

Su Bai drove the car of the person he knocked unconscious and first came to his aunt's house. On the way, Su Bai sent the fat man a WeChat message and told him that his Audi car was still parked in the parking lot of the hotel. He drove back by himself.

Su Bai just came to my aunt's house a while ago, and the monk and Gyatso also came.

The house is a small villa with its own parking space, and the surrounding greenery is also very good. It is considered a high-end residential area. Although my aunt is a widow and has retired, she has many shares in other companies, so she has , aunt and cousin, they don’t need to worry about their livelihood at all.

After all, my aunt, like my cheap mother, is the daughter of an official. She has also been in politics for a period of time. Basically, when other juniors in the family start a business, they will allocate part of the profits to dry stocks in order to obtain the real core of the family. The support of members is a natural habit and unspoken rule.

If it weren't for my cheap mother who became the audience and took a completely different path from ordinary people, maybe, if she were an ordinary person, that woman would probably be sitting here now, holding a book in her hand and beside her Put a cup of tea and live the life of a noble lady leisurely. And she and her so-called husband are also the standard marriage between two aristocratic families in the eyes of the world. Even if they don't really love each other, they are at least rich and powerful. people.

For a moment, Su Bai seemed a little dazed. If there was no broadcast, everything should develop like this.

But soon, Su Bai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it.

Turning around, he sat down on the steps in front of the villa door. On Su Bai's left hand side was a fish pond. The other surrounding villas all came with a fish pond as standard, but my aunt's house was converted into a fish pond by herself.

Su Bai still remembered that although he didn't have much contact with his aunt in the past, she used to be very imposing. However, after her uncle passed away due to illness, she also went through the formalities of early retirement and could be a leisurely woman with peace of mind. And this pond is a good proof.

Raising his head, Su Bai gritted his teeth. He didn't enter the house, and there was really no need to enter the house again, because the person he was waiting for would come back on his own, but...

"She is your biological sister. You don't need to be so cruel. You won't be so cruel either." Su Bai said to himself.

I am not your child. You can do whatever you want with me and experiment on me. But that is your biological sister. You will keep her alive, right? After you have used up her body. situation.

A taxi drove here, and Su Bai stood up slowly. He saw his aunt get out of the taxi, took out money from her bag and paid the fare. After the taxi left, her aunt took the initiative to ask Su Bai Come this way.

She walked very naturally, she walked very normally,

No matter the gaze,

Whether it is action,

In short, it's all normal.

However, Su Bai's breathing became heavier and heavier at this time, because he discovered that the woman in front of him only had a skin, and even the skin was gone soon.

At this time, she was just a wind-up toy, executing one person's last instructions, and that person was her biological sister!

The aunt smiled and walked straight past Su Bai.

But he ignored Su Bai and opened the door directly and walked into the living room from the entrance.

Su Bai turned around and walked in together.

The living room was a mess. It was obvious that the monk had encountered a lot of trouble here before, but the aunt still didn't see anything and went straight into her bedroom.

Su Bai also walked into her aunt's bedroom.

He saw his aunt slowly sitting in front of the dressing table applying makeup. The light makeup made her already very temperamental and more beautiful.

Then, the aunt walked to the bed, placed the photo of herself, her deceased husband, and their young daughter on the bedside table on her chest, and lay flat on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, my aunt's body began to rot, exuding a foul smell, and flesh maggots were climbing back and forth on her body, going in and out.

Su Bai slowly clenched his fists,

Although Su Bai's eyes were red at this time, there was still a smile on the corner of Su Bai's mouth, but this smile looked very sinister;

"You will end up exactly the same as your son."

Su Bai raised his head,

When ordinary people point to the sky, most of them mean God, and there are gods three feet above their heads. But when listeners point to the sky, they mostly mean the radio, because in the eyes of the listeners, the radio is bigger than the sky.

"Broadcasting, you must not let me down."

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When Su Bai returned to Lao Fang's house, the fat monk and Gyatso were enjoying the vegetarian meal. The monk was not only good at making tea, but also had an absolutely first-class skill in making vegetarian food.

The little guy was holding his own milk, sucking it and watching TV. Ji Xiang was crawling beside the little guy.

"Dabai, you eat... Damn it, what's the smell on you? Go and wash up. Go and wash up. You won't let anyone eat."

Su Bai's body smelled like corpse, and the fat man could naturally smell it.

Su Bai nodded, and the little guy didn't mind at all and staggered towards Su Bai for a hug as usual.

"Hey, little ancestor, you are so fragrant and tender, why don't you let your dad take a bath first and then play with you?"

The fat man took the little guy away.

Su Bai entered the bathroom and washed it four times with shower gel and shampoo. The smell on his body was completely removed. When he walked out wearing a bath towel, the monk and the others had already finished eating, but He left a portion for Su Bai on the coffee table.

Su Bai was not polite, sat down on the sofa, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating.

"Damn, I knew you were an animal. Your mental quality is simply abnormal. By the way, Xie Zhen has already gone back. We were so busy that he slept for a long time, right next door to you, fuck." The fat man sat down. Next to him, he lit a cigarette.

The monk and Gyatso sat on the sofa, and the three of them watched Su Bai eating.

After Su Bai finished two bowls of rice, he put down his extra money and stretched gently.

"I'm done eating."

Immediately, Su Bai first told what he had experienced before, then took the cigarette handed over by the fat man and lit it.

"Amitabha, so, is this what you mean?" The monk said while pinching the beads in his hand, "Broadcasting, in fact, you have already known her identity through your perspective?"

Su Bai smiled and pointed at himself, "Even I can feel her true identity. Do you think the broadcaster can know?"

"Hiss..." The fat man took a breath, then stuck out his tongue and licked his lips quickly, then slapped his thigh, "Damn, awesome, this is the real awesome, Dabai, bloody Compared with your mother, the corpse is simply weak, okay, just like the comparison between the Iraqi Air Force and the U.S. Air Force.

I think back then, the Blood Corpse scared the rest of us so much that we didn't even dare to stay in Xi'an and ran away, but what was the radio's attitude toward him?

When the fat man just said the word 'Ye Zi', the broadcaster immediately confirmed the identity of the blood corpse and then pulled the blood corpse into the story world and went crazy. In the end, the broadcaster still acted like a bad cabbage. Also based on the principle of waste utilization, a story world of blood corpses is specially designed to allow other listeners to obtain the inheritance of blood corpses.

Nima, think about it now, right?

The corpse was pressed directly on the ground and rubbed on the ground, and it was the kind of rubbing back and forth. Oh, when I thought of the level of blood corpse, it was a weak chicken compared with Dabai's mother.

Life is so sad. "

The fat man sighed as he spoke.

Gyatso rolled his eyes at the fat man and said directly: "Fat man, let me correct you. Even now, we can only tremble in fear when facing the blood corpse. In the last story world, Dabai faced the blood caused by the broadcast. When the corpse was dead, if Su Bai hadn't caught the bug rule of broadcasting for 3 hours, there would have been nothing Su Bai could do when facing the bloody corpse."

"Thank you for commending me." Su Bai replied to Gyatso, saying that there is nothing you can do when facing a bloody corpse. You simply have no capital to fight. Then, Su Bai looked at the fat man and said, "Next time, you can treat that woman differently." What’s the name?”

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry." The fat man came over and hugged Su Bai, but Su Bai pushed him away.

"The current situation is that the broadcaster knows that she is back, but there is nothing he can do about her?" The monk pondered this point.

"There should still be a lot of restrictions." Gyatso said, "For example, this time we were trapped there separately. All the arrangements and techniques were actually made by the Zhen Subai. That woman, the whole process was just A bystander did not personally enter the water to take action, so this should be her limit."

Su Bai shook his head, "No, she is not a bystander, she is the planner. In other words, from her perspective at that time, her so-called real son and I were actually her two experimental subjects. She was like It’s the scholar who stands outside the glass window watching the experimental process, taking notes while observing.”

"Then what is her purpose for doing this?" Fatty asked doubtfully.

"Let's feel the stones while crossing the road." The monk sighed, "She should also be testing the rules and bottom line of broadcasting. She is even looking for bugs in broadcasting. Moreover, one thing that the poor monk can conclude is that she has mastered how to To avoid being tracked by the radio or to make the radio lose the ability to control her like it controls other listeners, it was precisely because of this foundation that she began to do further research, looking for bugs in the radio, and then..."

The monk didn't say what happened next, but everyone knew what it was.

"Eh..." Fatty suddenly said in surprise, "Fuck, we seem to have forgotten a question. Dabai, since judging from those two photos, you are a ghost, and since you are not their biological son,

and you,

What's the origin? "