Chapter 412 shei—shei—
Ren Xuan, Tang An and Deng Jiajia were ordered to carry a camera, and each of them left the office with a tough bullet as if carrying an explosive bag.
Tang An twisted his fat butt, sweating all over his head, and his steps were as heavy as if he was trekking in the mud.
He whispered while walking: "This is not to shoot news, this is to take his own photos..."
Ren Xuan's face was gloomy and gloomy. He gritted his teeth, forced a smile that was even worse than crying, and walked in the middle.
Although Deng Jiajia was afraid of death, when she passed by the corridor, she saw the "Golden Microphone" trophy displayed in the glass window, and her eyes suddenly became firm.
The scene of herself standing on the podium appeared in her mind, a hint of ruthlessness appeared on her face, and she rushed forward with the camera.
At the entrance of the corridor, Wang Cong carried another big gourd and made way for the young man rushing to the future.
There was an elusive smile on his face, and he looked at the backs of the three young people, as if he could see his own shadow from different stages in the backs of the three people.
As the representative of the warden Qian Huan, he just went to Guangming Group to express his sincere gratitude to General Manager Lu Chenjia.
Afterwards, under the careful guidance and enthusiastic introduction of Secretary Lu, he came to Guangling TV to seek cooperation.
Originally, according to the instructions of warden Qian Huan, he needed to communicate with the other three TV stations while contacting Guangling TV station, so that through comprehensive comparison, he could select the most ideal partner.
But now, Wang Cong feels it is unnecessary.
"The young people at Guangling TV station are very brave, the director has excellent aesthetic taste, and the director has great courage. In short, the temperament exudes by this TV station is extremely co-starring with our Second Superintendent and the [Octagonal Cage Fighting Beast] plan."
Wang Cong is a person who is very interested in fate. He fell in love with Guangling TV at one glance.
…….
In front of the TV sets of thousands of households, countless viewers had already been waiting before the live broadcast, or hurriedly switched the channel to Guangling TV station.
They were all focused, staring at the blood mist that filled the screen without blinking, as if waiting for a thrilling unveiling.
Because it is live broadcast, there is no post-edited mosaic, nor does it have the filter for [Adult Protection Mode]. The blood in the picture is not carefully processed light spot particles, and the broken limbs and arms do not turn into green blur.
Everything is so rough, raw, full of disgusting realism.
But countless viewers held their breath and focused their minds, their eyes wide open, fearing that they would miss out on even a second of the details.
Some people even swallowed the vomiting in their mouths back to their throats, as if they would miss something earth-shaking when they went to the toilet.
This may be the best interpretation of the whole process without "drip points".
It seemed as if the TV station had heard the voices of thousands of viewers, and the picture suddenly slight shaking.
Immediately afterwards, the camera began to slowly advance, and the blood mist was gradually pushed away - it should be that a drone rushed in "fearlessly" just to bring a shocking perspective to the audience.
Drone: "...." Guangling TV owes me a "golden microphone"!
The drone dived down, and the moment the camera swept past, it also pulled the background around the blood mist.
Although the chaotic scene just flashed away, Wang Xiuli still covered her mouth in disbelief and her heart tightened.
She seemed to have seen the familiar figure of her son.
"Not only my daughter, my son, but my son is also on the scene?!!"
Wang Xiuli subconsciously grabbed the remote control with her fingers tightly, as if she could pull a pair of children out of the TV.
Her mind was terrified: "Where are everyone else in the family on TV except me?"
Wang Xiuli didn't dare to call her daughter because her daughter was being chased by a monster, and the phone ringing would frighten the monster;
She called Feng Ju several times, but they were all blind voices, not knowing whether it was death or life. In a panic, Wang Xiuli seemed to have picked up a life-saving straw, and her palm trembled and dialed Feng Mu's phone number.
Her fingers could hardly press the screen, and she was so anxious that she spoke:
"Assist the phone, answer the phone quickly..."
Unlike Feng Ju who puts career first, Feng Mu is a real filial son of the Gu family, and he will never fail to answer his mother's call.
The surroundings were in chaos and crowds pushed and trampled. Even the teachers and students of the key martial arts classes were fleeing in panic at this moment, making people wonder where their martial arts skills were practiced.
"Do it all!" A roar rang out.
I saw a burly student as big as an iron lump rushed forward like a crazy bull, knocking several thin juniors to the ground.
Then, he rushed towards Feng Mu's position without any bias.
Feng Mu stood there, calmly looking, slowly taking out his vibrating cell phone from his pocket.
Guan Chong tightly protected Feng Mu's side, holding a pistol hidden where he was hiding and avoiding security check in his hand. Without hesitation, he raised the gun and aimed at it.
Before the police could pull the trigger, Gong Qi was already blocking the front like a ghost.
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He tapped the ground with one foot, and his figure flashed to the side of the student who was as strong as iron.
With the brutal force that came from the other party, Gong Qi's hands were like two poisonous snakes ready to go, suddenly emerged from the cuff hole, wrapping the student's arms greasyly.
Click—
A crisp sound of fracture sounded through the air, and the student's arms were instantly broken under Gong Qi's skill, like two fragile branches hanging weakly on both sides of his body.
There was still a look of astonishment on his face, as if he hadn't reacted to what had happened.
Guan Chong showed a playful look on his face, his toes straightened, and he kicked the opponent's chin.
The student suddenly soared into the air, and drew a graceful parabola on his body, throwing it towards a monster not far away like an embroidered ball.
The monster was covered in blood and had a lot of fun.
Suddenly, it turned around suddenly as if it had eyes behind it, and its hideous arms, thick with iron lumps, grabbed the student's waist, and steadily caught it.
Although I don't know who threw this "gift" for me, the monster grinned politely at the surroundings and muttered in disbelief:
"shei—shei—" (ps: thank you~)
Before the student could scream, his waist was broken. Then, the monster's huge mouth suddenly bit, breaking his neck and shoulders.
Blood surging out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the monster's scales red.
The crowd around was just about running for life. In the chaos, no one noticed the vague "Thank you" of the monster.
However, Gong Qi seemed to understand, his eyes blinked slightly, and an extremely excited smile appeared on his face:
"You're welcome!"
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at Guan Chong, who was slightly slow, and smiled proudly:
"Want to steal my head? Hehehe--I am faster than the bullet outside of seven steps; within seven steps, I am faster than the trigger!"
Guan Chong's face was still calm, but his fingers holding the gun were involuntarily exerting more force, and he made up his mind.
Feng Mu answered his mother's phone call without being disturbed and said gently:
"Hey, mom--"
(This chapter ends)