I know a thing or two about the supernatural

"Most of the human skeletons of these companies are purchased from Bharata. The detailed information has been sent to the host's mobile phone. Please check it."

Without any hesitation, Baisaki immediately began to read the documents sent by the system. After reading the documents, Baisaki's heart was as heavy as a stone.

I really didn't expect that this matter would be so complicated.

It's just... For the time being, let's start with this Jetra.

Thinking of this, Shirasaki edited and uploaded the picture of the human bone handbag to TT and Facebook, and also attached Jetra's trading website.

Because all users of TT and Bookface were forced to follow my own account.

Soon, a large group of people appeared in the comment area.

"Wow! My youth is back! The Guide to Hell has been updated on TT!"

"This bag...is actually made of human cervical vertebrae! Oh my god! Is this the guide of hell? It's really the work of the devil!"

"Look upstairs, the guide in hell is sending an artist's work, and there is a link below to buy it, and it sells for $[-]!"

"Art? You call this art? This is just using the bones of the same kind to show your superiority! And for the sake of profit, defile the dead, what a scumbag! Anti-humanity, ghoul!"

"I'd like to know how those who donate their remains for scientific contributions will feel when they find their bones misused in this way."

"I think this handbag is very cool! Too bad I can't afford it, otherwise I decided to buy one and use it!"

The Guide to Hell has been updated on TT and Facebook!

In just a few minutes, the content about Baisaki's update on TT and Facebook was moved back to the Far East.

And when netizens clicked in, they all felt creepy without exception.

"It turned out...it was made of human bones."

"It's hard to imagine that humans, like pigs, are picked and picked by people in the slaughterhouse, and they are also placed in the exhibition hall under the name of art."

"I took a look. This Jetra is still a rich second generation? Oh! These rich people, these capitals! The owner of this spine is a poor man, right? The rich not only want to exploit you, but also take your Take out the flesh and blood!"

"Don't worry, this person is being watched by the guides of hell, he won't live for a few days!"

At the same time, things continued to ferment.

The central figure in the incident, the so-called art master Jetra, finally reacted.

I... am I on fire?

Looking at the insults from thousands of people under his account, not only did he not feel ashamed, but he also showed an excited expression.

My God, if I do these unconventional things like crazy, it's just for the sake of fire!

As a result, all hardships come to fruition!It's not easy!

Today, today is definitely going to a nightclub to celebrate!

240 Chapter Four: Are you capable of killing me? !

There was a hint of joy on Jetra's face, staring intently at his number of fans on Facebook.

Six figures, a full six figures of attention!

You know, at the beginning, he only had a few thousand followers, and half of them were bought by himself!

But now, in just a few minutes, I have hundreds of thousands of followers, and this number is still increasing rapidly with the passage of time.

I believe that it is not a problem for my attention to exceed one million within a day!I am really on fire!

If you use one sentence to describe the current state of Jietra, it is not ashamed, but proud.

As a rich second generation, in addition to eating, drinking and having fun, Jietra also hopes to become a star in the world and enjoy being sought after by others!Of course, he also knows that his level is not enough, so in order to be able to become popular, he decided to find a new way and use some gimmicks to attract people's attention, just like the current human spine handbag.

Unexpectedly, the effect was beyond his imagination!

"My thanks go to that guy called Hell's Guider. Thanks to that guy's forwarding, I was able to achieve my goal so quickly."

With a sneer, Jietra sat in front of the computer and began to browse the comments under his account. Although most of them called him a scumbag, he didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, black fans are also fans!

The more you scold me, the more popular I will be, and the more I can show everyone my art!

Moreover, it is not without people who admire my cool work!These people will turn into my loyal fans and promote my art for me!

but......

Looking at the increasingly heated comment area, Jietra still decided to reply.

Thinking of this, Jietra tapped the keyboard with both hands, and began to send his first message after becoming famous.

"Thank you for your evaluation of my work. I purchased the material of this work through a formal channel from a company in the United States of America. This company holds a business license to operate human specimens, which is completely legal. So, don't I jump to conclusions because I don’t have knowledge, thank you for your understanding and support.”

"Also, the owner of the spine came from a nine-year-old boy who died young, and made it into a handbag. Don't you think this is giving life to a dead life? It is my respect and understanding of life that have Today's work."

"Finally, I would like to thank this netizen named Hell's Guider. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get so much attention today."

Click and send!

After hitting the Enter key, Jetra leaned back on the seat and lit a cigar contentedly.

Of course he knew what it meant to send these words himself.

Arch fire!

That's right, he is fighting the fire, and he has his own rhythm.

After all, almost all the people who spray him now are angry at their actions, so if they still have such an attitude, what will these people think?It must be to spray yourself more vigorously, and even call on relatives and friends to spray yourself together!

Wouldn't he be getting hotter and hotter?

By the way, he can still taunt that guy called Hell's Guider, don't think he doesn't know what that guy wants to do!Isn't it calling on netizens all over the world to condemn themselves?

This time, I have to tell him that the incompetent and furious looks of you people are so funny!

Undoubtedly, as soon as Jietra's remarks were published, it was like sparks igniting a powder keg, and the netizens exploded all of a sudden.

"You devil! How dare you do such a thing with a child's body! Are you still human?"

"Oh my God, if you were in my face, I'd kick your ass hard, I swear!"

"I didn't expect that there would be such a transaction in the United States of America! What do the local police do for food? Why did this guy buy human specimens!"

"I am a body donor. After my death, my body will be used as a specimen to contribute to mankind. But now, I have to think carefully about whether to cancel the donation. After all, I don't want to use it as a material after death. , and become a tool for the rich to show off."

"Just do it. You are a foreigner. As a person from the Far East, I want to tell you in advance. You probably don't know what it means to be targeted by the guides of hell?"

Ok?

Jetra's eyebrows furrowed at the last comment.

What does it mean?Could it be that this hell guide can eat himself?

Geralt smiled contemptuously, and continued to tap on the keyboard.

"What? Can the guide of hell still kill me? The guide of hell is from the Far East, right? But I am in the thousand island country, in the most heavily guarded manor. If the guide of hell dares to come, my Bodyguards are not vegetarians!"

Geralt was telling the truth.

As the only son of a food tycoon in the Thousand Islands, Geralt's father doted on Geralt very much. He not only hired a large number of servants and bodyguards, but also hired mercenaries to guard the manor.

So, Geralt didn't care about being targeted at all.

Provocative, very provocative.

Almost everyone can read the disdainful emotion from Geralt's words.

"Ahhhh, this scumbag is so stubborn when he is about to die, it really pissed me off!"

In an ordinary Internet cafe in a certain province within the territory of the Far Eastern Union, there was a sudden roar.

This made many people turn their heads and look at the young man who made the sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm playing games!"

Showing a little apology to the people who looked over, the young man looked at the computer and began to log into Zhalang Weibo.

As a die-hard fan of the guide of hell, he wants to find the guide of hell, and tell the guide of hell not to wait any longer, and get rid of this hateful guy quickly.

I don't know who has this idea. Although this time, Bai Qi didn't update the matter on Zhalang Weibo, a large number of netizens still gathered in the comment area, hoping to get a reply from the guide of hell.

"It's so annoying! That guy is still mocking us on Facebook!"

"The most magical thing is that what he did is completely legal according to the local laws of the United States of America. I just don't know what to say! Is this the beacon of mankind? I love it."

"So, when will the guide of hell be able to make a move? Let him know that if he doesn't die, he won't die?"

Unexpectedly, I deliberately didn't update this matter on Zhalang Weibo, and it was even on the trending list.

Looking at the appeals of the netizens, Shirasaki felt a little funny, but Shirasaki still stretched out her slender fingers, ready to respond to the appeals of the netizens.

240 Chapter Five: The kid you ordered has arrived, please check it!

"I'm sorry, although this Geralt is morally corrupt, he has never killed anyone, so there will be no ghosts seeking revenge from him."

After reading the reply from the guide of hell, the netizens were almost stunned.

They never thought that Geralt had never killed anyone, let alone that the guide of hell would not make a move this time.

Could it be that everyone can only be ridiculed by such scum?

All of a sudden, some netizens broke their defenses.

"Wow, it's so uncomfortable. Seeing this guy named Geralt jumping and mocking us like this, I really want to cry."

"Don't cry, don't cry, mom loves you!"

"Go away, don't want a male mother!"

"I can understand the guides of hell. After all, the guides of hell have always let the souls of the dead take revenge, which also laid the foundation for the guides of hell's justice. But this guy named Geralt, and the dead Death really has nothing to do with it, so the guides in hell can't do anything about it."

"Yeah, even if his behavior is in our far east, it is at most a crime of insulting a corpse, and the maximum will not exceed three years, and the crime is not death."

"God's crime is not a crime of death. This kind of behavior of using other people's corpses as handbag materials is not a crime of insulting corpses at all, but a complete anti-human behavior! He didn't treat these poor people as human beings at all! "

"The guide of Hell also posted this news on Facebook and TT. Did you know that Geralt saw this news and even mocked us, saying that we are so cowardly that we can only type on the keyboard!"

"Damn it, you just dare to hide in the villa and never come out, yet you are so embarrassed to call us cowards! If he comes to the extreme east, I promise to let him understand why flowers are so popular!"

There is nothing more uncomfortable than making you feel angry but helpless. Looking at the comments from fans in the comment area, Shirasaki gently raised her chin and nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems that the effect is not bad! At least, everyone's emotions have been aroused, so it's time to send the next message."

Squinting his eyes, Shirasaki looked at the phone screen, and on the phone screen was Geralt's Facebook account.

It's time to teach this guy a lesson.

......

"Hehehe, a group of inferior people, how could they have the face to talk to me."

Looking at the guides of hell, and the latest reply that he would not make a move, Geralt curled his lips in disdain, and extinguished his finished cigar: "And the guides of hell, look at how powerful these people are! , I didn't expect to be a coward, and I can only deal with some upstarts and old hats."

Having said that, Geralt stretched lazily and walked towards the bathroom.

Just now he has been on line with netizens, and now he can't help but want to go to the bathroom.

crunch.

He pushed open the bathroom door, but after opening the door, he couldn't help but feel a bit of coolness.

What's going on, why is it so cold?Obviously didn't open the window?

Shivering, Geralt didn't think about it, went straight to the toilet, and untied his belt.

"Yeah, cool!"

Feeling the relief of urination, Geralt narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Just at this moment, there was a bang sound, which made him quickly shrink back his urine, and opened his eyes again.

what sound?

Following the sound, he found that it was the hand sanitizer above the sink. For some reason, the bottle containing the hand sanitizer fell heavily to the ground.

I was really taken aback... It seems that I have been too sensitive recently.

Shaking his head, Geralt pulled up his pants and came to the sink.After picking up the hand sanitizer and putting it back in place, Geralt turned on the tap and prepared to wash his hands.