Live streaming in rural areas becomes stronger

Chapter 715
Several foreigners saw that tens of thousands of people were online, and felt a little apprehensive, but they couldn't lose face, and they were the first to put their heads ahead of Gatling.

Crash... Another foreigner turned the wheel behind him, and when the wheel stopped, the foreigner pulled the trigger.

click...

Nothing came out of Gatling's muzzle. Several foreigners heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, clapped their hands in celebration, and looked at Zhang Xiaoshan proudly, as if Zhang Xiaoshan would be drenched by the mysterious liquid in the next moment. .

In fact, Zhang Xiaoshan was quite guilty. He squatted down and put his head in front of Gatling's gun. He couldn't help but sneak a look at Little Foot He, and Little Foot He gave Zhang Xiaoshan a reassuring look.

It was Song Xi'er's turn to pull the trigger this time, and this was also a rule that everyone had set.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoshan put his forehead on Gatling's gun, and a large jar of unknown liquid was next to him, fans also sweated for Zhang Xiaoshan.

"It's a pity that the foreigner escaped unharmed."

"God bless, the anchor must not be hit."

"The anchor will not be so unlucky, and the probability of being hit is only 20.00%, it will not be so memorized."

"Anchor Xiaoshan must know that he will not lose, so he played. Don't worry, everyone."

"This thing is random, how do you know? Are you overconfident?"

"It's that confident."

Song Xi'er asked, "Are you ready? I'm pulling the trigger."

Zhang Xiaoshan said: "Hurry up, it's up to you whether you win or lose, this kind of feeling of hitting your head on the muzzle of a gun is really bad."

It was not the first time he was pointed at by a gun, but Zhang Xiaoshan felt very bad when he came up to him, and the muzzle of Gatling's gun was so realistic.

Click... Song Xi'er pulled the trigger, nothing happened. The smiles of the foreigners froze on their faces, and Song Xi'er breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

And the fans cheered.

"Haha, I won."

"No trigger... that's great."

"I'm so nervous, I'm afraid that the can of green stuff will be sprayed out."

"It's like watching a horror movie, and my heart aches."

"These foreigners really dare to play."

"How else can it be a series with few people? Right?"

"Haha... If it is the rule of the revolver, the probability of the foreigner being hit has increased again."

"I always feel that the anchor is at a disadvantage. You see, the anchor has a higher probability than the other party every time. If it ends up, isn't it 100%?"

"This game can't be counted like this. If the first player is hit, he will participate one more time than the second player, and the probability is higher than the second one."

"Seems kind of plausible, but what if it doesn't get hit?"

"It's good luck not to be hit. This game is relatively fair, of course, if the foreigners don't cheat."

Several foreigners started to discuss, and this time a different person came up.

The second foreigner who came up was obviously more nervous than the first one.

Not only because of the increased probability, but also because there are more people watching. No matter at home or abroad, everyone is interested in watching the show.

After a brief exchange, the foreigner who was in charge of pulling the trigger directly pulled the trigger. There was a sound of high-pressure gas rushing out, and a smelly, strong and weird liquid sprayed from Gatling's six muzzles at the same time. It came out and sprayed the foreigner's head and face, and the front collar of his clothes was wet in a big area.

Zhang Xiaoshan and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back to avoid the foreigner, and the others also retreated one after another.

Wow... The foreigner who was washed away by the unknown liquid couldn't help but vomited out first, and he seemed to have a chain reaction, and some people in the crowd couldn't help but vomited out as well.

The foreigner's companion hurried over to pick up his companion and ran to the bathroom in the distance, apparently to wash off the dirt on his body.

Fans in the live broadcast room can smell it through the screen.

"I'm going...how stinky is this?"

"I couldn't help throwing up..."

"The anchor should stay away from them."

"It's not without reason that there are few people. I really dare to play with everything."

"Haha...have you been educated?"

"That's it? Dare to play with our anchor? Are you thinking too much?"

"it's so funny……"

"You can laugh too?"

"Don't you see a lot of things on that foreigner's face?"

"It's disgusting, don't say it..."

Just when Zhang Xiaoshan was about to leave, the remaining foreigners stopped Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Don't go."

Zhang Xiaoshan said: "What? The game is over, why don't you let people go?"

"Just playing once doesn't mean anything?"

"Yes, Jack failed and us, you must participate."

"I will compare with you..."

Originally, I wanted to make Zhang Xiaoshan feel ashamed, but Zhang Xiaoshan was fine, but I was unlucky on my side. If Zhang Xiaoshan was let go like this, then this person would be ashamed, and Zhang Xiaoshan had to be thrown along with him anyway Only talent will do.

Fans have dissuaded.

"Anchor Xiaoshan, don't play with them."

"That's right, is it mandatory? You can play with you if you want?"

"Thinking too much? If you can play with you once, you should be happy to go, isn't it over?"

"Anchor, ignore him."

"Take it when you see it, anchor, anyway, I have already recorded the screen just now, and I will send it to foreign social media for him in a while."

Zhang Xiaoshan's reaction was unexpected.

"Don't you just want to continue playing? I'll play with you, but should the scene be cleaned up?"

Although the smell is dissipating quickly, the source in front of Gatling has not been resolved yet.

"We'll clean it up right away, don't leave, play at least twice more."

"It's just to accompany you."

A few foreigners seemed to have come prepared, and they pulled out a pipe from nowhere, and flushed the unknown liquid on the ground. The water flowed down the sewer, and the smell quickly dissipated.

The scene was being cleaned up here, and the foreigner who had been washed by the unknown liquid over there was also helped out by his companions. Just looking at the way his whole body was flushed and the way he kept scratching his ears and cheeks, he knew that he was definitely not feeling well at this time.

Several people got together and talked about Zhang Xiaoshan's continued participation. Both of them smiled, obviously thinking the same way.

Hypocritically giving Zhang Xiaoshan a thumbs up, several foreigners stood beside Gatlin again.

"You come first? Or should we come first?" a foreigner asked.

Zhang Xiaoshan said with a smile: "I don't care. If you come first, I will be second. If I come first, it's okay."

Several foreigners exchanged winks and reached a consensus.

"You come first, last time we came first, it's only fair."

(End of this chapter)