Crazy! This anchor is simply the king of hell on the Internet! Jiang Yuan Lin Yu

Fatty Song was reluctantly pulled into the room.

He really wanted to say something, he couldn't sweeten the strong melon!

The door was closed.

Song Fat didn't know that the perspective in the live broadcast room had shifted to him.

3000 million people are watching from his perspective.

In the darkness, he shivered and his bladder exploded.

Half pushing, half sitting on the bed.

"Grandma, when do you usually have dinner?"

The old lady took the basin and didn't know what to do in the dark. "My dear grandson, what are you talking about? My mother-in-law can't understand."

"No, I mean, aren't you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, but my mother-in-law still has peanuts to eat."

All of a sudden it was dead silent.

Fatty Song still wanted to talk. When he spoke, at least he felt a little safe and could know the location of the old lady through her voice.

Otherwise, how can I fix it if I suddenly go up to his waist in vain?

"My dear grandson, stop talking."

The old lady coughed lowly and said, "You can go to bed after my mother-in-law puts the basin next to the bed."

Accompanied by the sound of things colliding.

"squeak"

"squeak"

"squeak"

It was the sound of something rubbing together.

"Why do you need a wooden basin? What's the sound? What are you doing?" Fatty Song had already stood up and wanted to sprint towards the door.

"Nothing, just move the basin over." The old lady chuckled, "The road outside is slippery and it's very unsafe at night!"

"If you want to pee, just pee in the basin and don't go out!"

"There are unclean things over there in the toilet. Don't blame your mother-in-law for not telling you..."

There was a low warning in its voice.

Song Fatty thought to himself, you are the unclean thing!

Could there be other dirty things here? Are you fooling him into thinking he is a three-year-old?

And in the live broadcast room screen,

The angle of view is much more terrifying.

As soon as the old lady came in, she locked the door.

Then he excitedly went to get a large wooden basin and rubbed his hands, seeming very eager to give it a try.

Then he took out a knife from under the table, rubbed it on the whetstone, and sharpened it.

After that, he put the knife in the tub and pushed it under the bed.

[Ah ah ah ah, fat man, run quickly! ! ! 】

[Did Fatty Song ever see someone sharpening a knife? If you don’t walk, you will be killed]

[I suspect it is preparing to kill the pig in the middle of the night]

【Really scared! 】

[Why is the live broadcast hosted here by Song Fatty? I am scared】

[Brother Jiang, come and take care of it, otherwise Fatty Song will really be eaten]

[Help, what on earth is this thing? It doesn’t look weird]

[I don’t know, I really don’t know]

[I am a female, and I urgently need a boy with 180cm and 6-pack abs to come to my bed and watch the live broadcast with me]

[Brothers, have you seen it? Men should protect themselves when they go out, otherwise they will be easily missed by bad women! 】

in the hall.

Jiang Yuan was sitting on a stool, holding his mobile phone in his hand and watching the live broadcast over there.

He thought for a while, "This thing has a sense of ritual. I probably won't kill people so quickly."

"But...it shouldn't be easy to kill, right?"

He took out the butcher's knife he had obtained from the previous round from the system.

This knife has Yin Qi on it and can cause damage to Weirdness, but the damage points are not too high. After all, it's just the material reward column, not a higher level reward.

Then, it’s time to think about it.

"What a waste of brains!"

"Oh, forget it, let's sharpen the knife first!"

Jiang Yuan picked up the butcher's knife and went to the kitchen to sharpen it.

"creak, creak"

While sharpening the knife, he also boiled the water.

Tonight's main feature is a flowing water table.

house.

Fatty Song huddled in bed. He had never slept on such a smelly quilt in his life.

He couldn't hold it back, "Grandma, don't you like to be clean? This quilt of yours... yuck..."

"vomit……"

Song Pang felt that the bedding was all wet, and he didn't know what was mixed with it.

It's fishy and smelly.

Can't tell.

There is also a smell of old mold.

"You can't smell it when you're asleep." The old lady said, groping to the edge of the bed, "My dear grandson, close your eyes and go to sleep."

"If you don't close your eyes, your mother-in-law will put you to sleep."

"click click"

"Grandma, what are you eating? Peanuts?"

"Oh! Yes, my mother-in-law eats peanuts, but she can't give them to you because she only has a little and there's not enough for you."

"Then you eat first..." Fatty Song was still beating himself to death, "Are you...are you sleepy? I'm not sleepy."

"Tell me a story from the past?"

"I can see at a glance that you are kind and kind,"

【Dangerous】

【It’s really dangerous】

【What does it eat? It’s not peanuts, it’s big and red, it’s what was in the basket before]

[Damn it, what can I eat? Definitely is……】

【vomited, vomited】

[This thing seems to be a cannibal even if it’s not weird.]

[Help, what is Brother Jiang doing? ],

【Just take care of it! 】

The old lady just sneered.

Fatty Song didn't answer the question at all.

Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to touch Fatty Song's arm.

The cold swish of nails has already stuck to them.

Song Pang's heartbeat accelerated, feeling that his fate was over!

suddenly,

Fatty Song heard a sound behind the house and the smell of firewood.

There was also a "squeaking" sound at the back door.

It's a bit similar to the sound the old lady fumbled out in the dark just now.

It’s not just Fatty Song,

The old lady was also stunned.

Song Fatty was the first to react, and his desire to survive was turning wildly.

"Grandma, why don't you go see what Brother Jiang is doing?"

"I feel like... he's about to set a fire."

"Are you sure you're here with me? Both of us, with the door locked, could burn to death."

Song Fatty could already feel that the old lady was hesitating.

"Grandma, he is prone to losing his temper easily. Go and have a look!"

The old lady was very confused.

It's very tangled.

One side was about to start bleeding, but the other side was lighting a fire to sharpen the knife for some unknown reason.

It really can't stand it anymore. How can a normal person do this?

Its eyes rolled around, and there was extreme hatred in its big soybean eyes.

He decisively picked up the knife and walked towards the door.

The door reopened.

Song Pang felt relieved and said, "Brother Jiang is still ruthless. He manipulates his mentality, not only my mentality, but also his weird mentality... Phew, I was really almost scared to death!"

[Brother Jiang is awesome]

[The dirty guy chose to go out and do something while the meal was being served and the banquet was being served]

[I was laughing so hard, Fatty Song, hurry up, I want to see the view! 】

[Brother Jiang is lighting a fire? I’m convinced, 6]

[I feel like this dirty thing is about to break through]

[If this continues, it will really drive you crazy]

[What does Brother Jiang want to do? 】