Horror Games: My Tips Are Scarier Than Games

"What do you think Guan will answer?"

Second Brother Ni stroked his beard and asked triumphantly.

The ghost shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

Second Brother Ni shook his head and said, "Guan said, don't worry, wait for me to kill Hua Xiong, and drink up this cup when I come back."

The ghost head has no body, otherwise it would start clapping!

This pretending is round enough!

Brother Ni started to speak with enthusiasm, and continued to talk while making gestures.

"Next, Guan went out to fight Hua Xiong, and it took only three moves to kill him."

"When you head back, the wine is still warm."

"At that time, all the princes here, with expressions like yours, were all dumbfounded!"

The ghost opened his mouth wide, showing a surprised expression.

It's so wonderful!

Go on!

"Damn it! So it can still be like this, tell the ghost about the Three Kingdoms, and make it a fan?"

"Second brother is awesome, please accept my knee!"

"Got it, this is the ultimate move to subdue ghosts!"

……

Seeing this scene, the audience cast their heads in admiration.

From top to bottom, the radio station is going crazy!

Can't there be normal adventurers?

I saw a ghost, either sleeping or "whimpering", and now there is another story meeting.

What the hell this show is!

Can't do it anymore!

Chapter 244 You're out of order! You're out of control!

"Everyone, it seems that player Ni Xiangguo only entertains himself when he sees through the illusion around him."

"If everyone is chosen as an adventurer, don't learn from him. Next, let's see how other people react."

The host gave a far-fetched explanation for Brother Ni who was following the Three Kingdoms.

The crazy radio station had no choice but to continue switching shots.

"Bullshit!"

As soon as the camera cut, a loud shout was heard.

"Come on, give me the money quickly, thirteen yuan for yourself, one hundred times."

Then, Zhao Dalei in the camera appeared in front of a mahjong table and yelled.

Beside them sat three pale ghosts.

The three ghosts have their own characteristics.

Among them, a ghost eyeball hangs down, connected by a sticky eye nerve.

There is another one that looks like the Gap Girl.

The last one is slightly better, but also blue-faced and fangs.

???

Seeing this scene, the audience was speechless for a while.

This nigger really has a big heart, dare to build the Great Wall with ghosts!

"You eyeball, why don't you give me the money, there is no father and son at the gambling table, what are you doing?"

Zhao Dalei pointed to the ghost with drooping eyes, and said loudly.

The other party opened his jacket pocket and spread his hands.

Meaning, I have no money!

"Damn, I risked my life to play with you, now you say you have no money, are you kidding me?"

Zhao Dalei immediately became unhappy!

When I entered the room, three ghosts ran over and said they wanted to play mahjong with him.

If he loses, he pays with his life.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be natural to be trembling, or simply fight the other party desperately.

But Zhao Dalei didn't, and readily agreed to this play.

Who is Lao Hei?

That's an out-and-out Huaxia fan.

As long as it is the quintessence of China, there is no one who does not love it.

Playing mahjong is the love of love.

Heads can be broken, blood can flow, and hands must be touched before death.

This is Zhao Dalei's motto!

usually……

Fatty Wang calculates and saves his wife's money every day, and never participates in gambling.

Li Yiyan doesn't know what mahjong is at all.

As for brother intentional and second brother Ni, forget it!

One engages in "research" every day, and the other reads "Spring and Autumn" every day.

This can suffocate Lao Hei!

When he came to the game today, there was a ghost playing mahjong with him.

Don't be too cool!

So, there is a scene that everyone sees in front of them.

Seeing the three ghosts, none of them could afford to gamble.

Zhao Dalei slapped the table down: "It's fine if you don't have any money, you can pledge your life, now you owe me a life, let's continue, when we win our life back, let's talk about taking my life again, come on, come on, nonsense Say less, let's do it!"

"..."

The three ghosts were relatively silent.

The outside audience was collectively speechless.

The radio station is in a hurry to give up the live broadcast.

What the hell, it's obviously a horror game, you have to let everyone watch Sparrow Saint, is that really okay?

The most unbearable thing was that Zhao Dalei sang while playing mahjong.

"Sixth Aunt, Third Grandpa, the public has opened the stage, and the noodles are like lotus paste."

"Big Xianggong, Little Xianggong... who is the big hero!"

The three ghosts looked dumbfounded.

What the hell is your cantonese song that sucks?

"Damn it, Lei Ge is mighty, he sings the BGM himself, there is no need for a soundtrack!"

"This picture is so harmonious, it looks like four ghosts playing mahjong."

"Uh... What the upstairs said makes sense, but I have no words to refute it. If Brother Lei smiles again, it will be more like it!"

"Come on, old black, the ghost who wins loses his pants!"

……

"Bullshit!"

Zhao Dalei lived up to everyone's expectations and uttered another voice.

The three ghosts all had mournful faces.

Radio station, switch the camera immediately.

This time, even the host didn't keep up with the speed of the camera.

"Okay, everyone has seen it! There are thousands of ways to deal with the game, but you must do what you can. If you can't play mahjong well, don't learn from Zhao Dalei."

Zhang Ning could only smooth things over.

"I feel a little sympathetic to the radio station and the host, and I feel like I'm about to be ruined by Brother Yi's teammates!"

"Brother Deliberately's live broadcast is always so unexpected, which shows that the radio station is not prepared enough and needs to practice more, otherwise Brother Deliberately broadcasting live will definitely be ruined."

"That's right, old fans like us are much calmer. After many baptisms, we are generally not surprised... Damn it!"

The person who typed last, before he finished typing, habitually typed exclamation words.

It turned out that a white-skinned and black-faced man appeared in the camera...

Uh, should I say a man, or a woman?

In the room, Zhen Junwei was wearing a pink nightgown, cocking his orchid fingers, making a facial mask.

There was a black mask on his face.

At first glance, I thought it was a ghost!

"What the hell is this? I'm jumping!"

"Fuck, isn't this Zhen Junmei!"

"Huh? I remember it was Zhen Junwei?"

"You think he's handsome?"

"Er...but definitely not handsome."

"By the way, why did this guy come to the game!"

"I've read the information, he's a substitute for the team on purpose."

"The Qing Dynasty is about to perish! A good spirit team, you must use a psychopath to make trouble!"

"Don't discriminate against hot-blooded teenagers with a girlish heart!"

……

In an instant, the Internet radio station refreshed the screen again.

"Huh..."

Suddenly, there was a strange sound from the radio in the room.

Zhen Junwei turned his head, looked at the radio, and complained: "What kind of hotel is this, and there are such crap things!"

Said, went up and turned off the switch.

Then, Zhen Junwei twisted his body: "I haven't done bodybuilding dance today!"

As he spoke, he took out his earphones and put them on his ears.

With the music in the earphones, I wiggled my butt.

It was... a hula dance!

"Damn it, what a hot eye!"

"I've watched a set of serious programs, you just show me this... Ugh!"