How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

The terrifying atmosphere in the live broadcast room was pushed to its peak, with the screen filled with sounds of "ah ah ah" mixed with the occasional "wailing".

There were also many genuine questions and comments: "The anchor is awesome, he can do this kind of live broadcast, but what is in the suitcase? Is it a prank like an inflatable doll?"

"I've been squatting here for two hours. I don't believe this is a staged photo! This must be real!"

"I have called the police. I don't think it's an act either. We are just waiting for the man to open the suitcase."

"I also called the police. I was just worried about the safety of the anchor. What if he really encountered a murder and burial incident? Wouldn't that implicate him as well?"

"I don't dare to watch it anymore, my friends, please remember to let me know the follow-up!"

"Tell me to add one more later. Please kick the suitcase after you open it."

Except for a few timid ones, more and more people poured into the live broadcast room, and the barrage of comments became so blurry that the live broadcast screen could hardly be seen clearly.

Many people chose to watch with a clear screen, and some even held their breath, just to see clearly what was in the suitcase.

Jiang Luo also quietly approached with his cell phone and aimed the camera at the suitcase.

Lin Songbai was seen looking at the suitcase nervously, and slowly trying to pull the zipper of the suitcase. However, the zipper was rusted because it had been buried underground for a whole year and had been corroded by decaying human tissue.

He obviously didn't have the patience to slowly open the zipper, so he pulled up the ordnance shovel and shoveled hard into the gap of the suitcase.

The quality of the suitcase was obviously not very good, and it was broken into pieces in just a few strokes.

Then a stench of corpse spread out, and Jiang Luo and Yuan Haokun both covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves.

Lin Songbai suddenly opened the lid of the suitcase, and a highly decomposed corpse appeared in the suitcase.

The live broadcast room was almost boiling with excitement. The number of people increased from a few hundred at the beginning to nearly a hundred thousand, almost causing Jiang Luo's phone card to go offline.

Many people started calling 110 to report the incident, and many people also contacted Jiang Luo privately, asking him to run away quickly to avoid unnecessary harm.

Jiang Luo did not run away, because the moment the suitcase was opened, he finally saw the ghost of Sun Leyao.

Sun Leyao was seen wearing a red dress floating not far from the suitcase, looking at Lin Songbai with resentment. She was holding an erhu in her hand and playing a piece of music called Erquan Yingyue.

Jiang Luo was listening to the song "Erquan Yingyue". As the music sounded, a layer of light mist appeared on Lin Songbai's body.

The mist dissipated from his body like water vapor. After it dissipated, Lin Songbai actually aged a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a few white hairs could be seen on his forehead.

Jiang Luo understood that if he sacrificed these pregnant girls to the Virgin Mary, the Virgin Mary would give him protection.

Now that he had dug the girl out with his own hands, the protection the Virgin Mary had given him gradually disappeared.

Lin Songbai's expression became crazy. He looked at the suitcase with excitement and said, "Sun Leyao, aren't you dead? If you are dead, why would someone come to find me? No... someone found out? Who? Who found out?"

Lin Songbai's sudden reaction startled Jiang Luo. He abruptly took back his phone, but accidentally dropped it to the ground.

With a click, Lin Songbai suddenly turned around and looked over here. Jiang Luo picked up the phone and wanted to leave, but it was too late.

Lin Songbai picked up the military shovel and shoveled towards them. Fortunately, Yuan Haokun was smart and had some kung fu skills. He turned over and pulled Jiang Luo behind the tree trunk.

The ordnance shovel hit the tree trunk and with a clang, it shoveled off a piece of bark.

Jiang Luo pointed the phone at Lin Songbai and said, "Lin Songbai, just surrender! You have killed so many girls, it's time to pay the price!"

Lin Songbai did not stop, and said in a deep voice: "It's you? You guys? You took away Su Qiong's body? I was wondering why I've been so unlucky recently! What grudge do I have against you? Why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"

Jiang Luo dodged another wave of Lin Songbai's attacks and sneered, "Ruin your good deeds? If you don't do evil, no one will ruin your good deeds. Do you feel at ease climbing up by stepping on other people's corpses?"

If Lin Songbai was a person who could listen to reason, he would not have killed so many people.

And it can be seen that he has some kung fu skills and can actually force Yuan Haokun to retreat.

He waved the ordnance shovel, still trying to tempt Jiang Luo: "You are students of H University, right? Tell me what you want, a scholarship? Or an excellent grade? Or the best internship unit for you! As long as it is something I can do, as long as you ask for it, I can satisfy you. Or do you want money? As long as you keep your mouth shut, I will consider any amount of money you want."

Jiang Luo sneered, "It's too late. We are broadcasting live tonight. In other words, the footage of you digging up the corpse just now has been seen by more than 100,000 netizens."

Lin Songbai's face changed drastically and he turned around to run away because he knew that it might be too late if he was any later.

There was no way Jiang Luo would let him escape. He said to Yuan Haokun, "Stop him quickly!"

A person who commits such heinous crimes must pay the price for his actions.

Yuan Haokun stepped forward to stop him, but Lin Songbai might have been forced into a desperate situation, and when he went crazy, he didn’t care about having two more lives on his hands.

He swung the ordnance shovel vigorously and hit Yuan Haokun's arm directly.

It is summer now, and Yuan Haokun is wearing a short-sleeved shirt. His arm was hit by the shovel, and a hideous wound appeared immediately.

Jiang Luo was startled and shouted, "Xiao Yuan! How are you?"

Yuan Haokun covered his arm in pain and gritted his teeth, "Boss, I'm fine, just a superficial wound! Lin Songbai is crazy, run!"

How could Jiang Luo leave Yuan Haokun alone? He protected Yuan Haokun behind him and said to Lin Songbai, "Lin Songbai, stop struggling. There is only death waiting for you! Why bother to create more karma for yourself?"

Lin Songbai didn't care about all that. He grinned and said, "I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well take two more companions with me on my way to the underworld!"

As he said that, he swung the shovel again and shoveled directly at Jiang Luo's head.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the live broadcast room were going crazy. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot: "Ahhh, what should I do? What should I do? Broadcasters, please run away if you can! Don't ask the Calabash Brothers to save Grandpa!"

"Have you called the police? Have you called the police? I have already called the police! Call them a few more times, and the police will probably come faster!"

"I have reported it several times. They said they have already rushed over! They said they will arrive in ten minutes! But I am so scared that the madman will kill two people in ten minutes!"

"Not at all, it's just a shovel, the host will be fine!"

"Oh my god, I really didn't expect that the anchor would actually do it for real!"

"One anchor has been injured, with a huge bloody streak! If this is fake, I will never watch live broadcasts again in my life!"

At this time, no one in the live broadcast room doubted Jiang Luo and Yuan Haokun anymore. They were just worried together, fearing that they would also be killed.

Jiang Luo was also very anxious. Seeing that Lin Songbai's military shovel was about to fall, a figure suddenly jumped out from the bushes and kicked Lin Songbai to the ground.

It started to rain at some point. Jiang Luo wiped the rain off his face and saw an extremely handsome face. He couldn't help but shout, "Huo Yancheng?"

Huo Yancheng protected him behind him and ordered the bodyguards who came with him: "What are you still standing there for? Tie him up!"

Lin Songbai, who had been tied up, could no longer break free and allowed Huo Yancheng's bodyguards to tie him up like a dumpling.

Huo Yancheng glanced at the female corpse in the suitcase, then at Jiang Luo, whose face was pale, and frowned, "Why are you messing around again? Can you let me know before you do anything in the future? If my men hadn't seen you on the live broadcast, I wouldn't have known you were taking risks here again!"

Jiang Luo felt guilty, and he whispered, "I won't do this again next time."

At this time, sirens were heard from Shuangjing Lake and the police arrived.

Jiang Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Yuan Haokun, "Go bandage the wound on your arm first!"

Yuan Haokun, however, was full of excitement: "No need, Boss. It's just a minor injury! Look, we have 500,000 fans in our live broadcast room! 500,000! 500,000 in the first live broadcast! Boss, we have become Internet celebrities!"