The anchor is always slapped in the face

The girl didn't seem to be able to speak, and she kept using those eyes to communicate with Jin Jianglan—it wasn't always true, after all, it was only the girl looking at Jin Jianglan, who didn't say a word at all.

As for the eye contact... Anchor Jin said that he has not activated the advanced skills of eye communication for the time being.

Seeing that the girl was about to post it again, Jin Jianglan dodged to the side, this subconscious action immediately aroused howls in the live broadcast room——

[Anchor, you are actually hiding!open!up!Are you still a man? ! 】

[Oh, oh, girl, you are so active, you actually backed down? !Did you see the sadness in the girl's eyes?That's all your fault! 】

【...Hey, are you a demon spirit?A large number of unknown creatures have poured into Jinjiang, and the scene is out of control, so come and help! ! 】

Anchor Jin didn't care about the situation in the live broadcast room. After avoiding the girl's active touch, he turned sideways again, adjusted the camera lens of the phone to the most comprehensive shooting angle, and then directly held the girl's wrist with the other hand .

"Your hands are cold." These were the first words he said to the girl.

The girl smiled nonchalantly, and put her other hand on his grasping wrist.

Jin Jianglan only felt that the whole hand seemed to be wrapped in ice cubes. This kind of body feeling was definitely a sour feeling that ice cubes froze teeth in the winter.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have already pulled out their hands at this time, or they would be shivering from the cold, but anchor Jin pinched her wrist and praised sincerely: "It's very comfortable."

The smile on the girl's face was even brighter. She blinked at Jin Jianglan, then pulled him like this, turned and walked towards the center of the square.

Jin Jianglan cooperated with her dance steps, although not as happy as those humans and non-humans in the square, it was more or less a dance, barely meeting the minimum standard required by the clown.

[The anchor teases the ghost girl's skills to max!However, your dancing skills are too low, and you, the host, are seriously biased! (straight face)

【...The dancing ability is not only too low, it's almost impossible to light up?Upstairs, you are giving the anchor too much face! 】

[Dancing and everything else are secondary, the key is being able to flirt with girls! 】

[Don't make trouble, I think we should get back to the topic-is dancing just dancing?Then this is too simple, right?Will there be any other tricks? 】

There is indeed a follow-up move, but not now.

A long time ago, Jin Jianglan had a problem, that is, he only liked to know the final result in a simple and rough way for things he didn't know and the truth he didn't know.

In his divine logic, all things that are rubbed into ashes represent things that don't exist and don't exist, so he doesn't have to rack his brains to find out the truth.

But now... this problem is just reversed, and the result is not important, the key is to enjoy the process.Of course, this also has a lot to do with his strength, otherwise it would be difficult to save his life, who would have that time to play?

While dancing, the girl pulled Jin Jianglan to the center of the square where the clown was.

——That's right, anchor Jin has already seen the girl's goal.

"The girl you're interested in doesn't seem to be able to speak." Jin Jianglan was very dedicated to the simultaneous live broadcast, "The anchor guessed that she wanted to take the anchor to the clown. Maybe you will see soon, what exactly does the clown want?" What did you do?"

Jin Jianglan's voice was not low, but the girl acted as if she didn't hear her, and she didn't express any doubts about his sudden words. She still looked back from time to time, with a sweet smile on her face.

It's really sweet, sweet to the hearts of netizens watching the live broadcast.

Anchor Jin didn't need to look at the phone screen to know that his live broadcast room must have been flooded with all kinds of unscrupulous bullet screens.In this face-based world, as long as the face is good, it probably doesn't matter whether it's a human, a ghost or a monster.

The song on the square has ended one, and a new one has been seamlessly connected. The tune, rhythm and lyrics of this new song are all very weird. Thick and weird.

[What kind of song is this? It's so scary!No, labor and management still turn off the sound, just watch the screen qaq]

[It came suddenly in the middle of the night... I was caught off guard!Although the song is quite scary, but I still want to say, just turn down the volume, don’t turn it off, I always have a feeling that something rough is about to happen (serious face]

[... You are still so happy when you are about to do something rough?What are your intentions!Although I know it is impossible, but I still hope that it would be great if the anchor can save everyone ＿(:3」∠)＿]

save people?A strange color flashed in Jin Jianglan's eyes. If he didn't play with it, even if he was kind-hearted, how could he save someone?

Simple and innocent human beings...

Anchor Jin sighed in his heart.

But for the sake of such pitiful barrage, it is better not to die too many in the square.

In a blink of an eye, he was brought to the clown by the girl.

"Hee hee, are you here to ask me to dance?" The exaggerated grin on the clown's face was like blood, as if he had just eaten a living person.

"I'm sorry," Jin Jianglan pointed to the girl who was holding his right hand, "I already have a dance partner."

The clown's gaze swept Jin Jianglan and the girl back and forth a few times, and then stared at their handshake. After a long while, the clown finally smiled: "You have a partner, and I'm still alone. I want a dance partner too..."

...the words are quite rhythmic.

Jin Jianglan could tell that the clown was about to make a fuss.But he didn't want to be the main contestant to be tossed by the clown, so...he glanced at the few living people who were still dancing, silently set up the phone camera, and prepared to start the live broadcast of the climax.

"I want a dance partner too..." After groaning in a strange tone for a while, the clown finally picked up the microphone placed aside and let out a strange cry. The decibel was far louder than the weird dance music, and it almost shook the entire open-air square. They were all shaken.

All the men and women dancing in the square stopped, including the seven living people trapped in the resort.

"What's going on?" Ma Lu looked vigilantly at the "crowd" who suddenly stopped all around, and their uniform movements towards the center of the square did not look like normal humans.

"... Something is going to happen." Zhao Qianmo whispered, "Don't move."

While she was talking, Ma Lu had already moved two steps towards her, and when she heard her words, she stopped quickly.

However...it was too late.

"Lady over there, do you want to be my dance partner?" The clown's exaggerated voice sounded again, and its eyes were fixed on Maru.

Apparently, the clown noticed her when she was just moving.

As soon as the clown said the words, all the humanoid objects in the open-air square "swiped" and looked at Ma Lu in unison.

"..." Startled, Ma Lu subconsciously took a small step back.

The current position is that Ma Lu and Zhao Qianmo are relatively close, and the other four ordinary people are scattered around them. Before they know it, they are already very close to the center of the square. Until now, they are surrounded by non-human beings. They suddenly realized.

Apart from Jin Jianglan who voluntarily was dragged to the center of the square by the non-human lady, only Yin Lerong noticed—there was a problem with the rhythm of the dance!

So Jin Jianglan simply stepped on the beat randomly, and was ridiculed by netizens for not being able to dance; while Yin Lerong used a peculiar step that belonged to him, which was a bit weird to look at carefully, but on the whole, it was not noticeable at all. What a difference.

Jin Jianglan's gaze stayed on Yin Lerong for a few seconds, and studied his steps, then covered the strange look in his eyes, and turned to look at the clown again.

The clown jumped towards Malu step by step, his tongue rolling in his split mouth.

"Will you be my dance partner?"

it asked again.

The clown's thick and exaggerated big face was almost close to Ma Lu's, and she took another step back involuntarily.

"You don't want to?" The clown's voice suddenly rose, "You don't want to be my dance partner?"

—Of course not!

The words of refusal almost blurted out, but in the next moment, Ma Lu remembered the fate of the female doctor who refused the waiter in the service hall, and the words immediately changed into: "I am willing!"

Hearing the satisfactory answer, the clown chuckled twice, and then asked, "Where's your name, my lovely...ma'am?"

Ma Lu opened her mouth, took a peek at Zhao Qianmo, and finally said her name after the latter nodded slightly without attracting the attention of others...

A little farther away from the clown, anchor Jin is also lowering his voice for a simultaneous live broadcast.

"As you can see, the clown is choosing a dance partner at random, and Ms. Ma Lu...is unfortunately selected." Jin Jianglan explained in a calm tone, "Fortunately, the host already has a beautiful unknown lady as a dance partner. , The clown's face is really... unbearable to look at."

"What will happen next, the anchor has got too few clues, so I can't deduce it for the time being..."

As soon as Jin Jianglan said this, he heard a scream, and immediately

I saw Ma Lu's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, as if she was watching something unbelievable, the fear in her pupils was frozen forever before it could dissipate.

She has a tongue stuck in her mouth, a tongue from a clown.

The protruding part of the tongue was three feet long, and after it passed through Marlowe's mouth and penetrated the back of her head, there was still enough length to tie a knot.

Maru's blood spilled all over the floor.

The second dead is born.

"...What a disgusting tongue." Jin Jianglan commented expressionlessly.

[Fuck, I'm dead again! Nima is so disgusting! ! ! 】

【Help the anchor, don't die anymore! !Kuaiai let Xiao Hei come out and swallow those ghosts, anchor qaq]

[That's right, close the door and let Xiao Hei go, anchor!That clown is too scary, please destroy it quickly and humanely! ! 】

[The clown is scary 1, but I think that before knowing the true strength of the clown, all the anchor has to do is to protect himself, blind action will only scare the enemy, or lose himself. 】

【Totally agree with the above point of view, haven't you seen that the expert Yin Xiaoge is making decisions before moving?If you have the ability, do it yourself, if you don't have the ability, don't let the anchor do it blindly!despise.jpg]

Jin Jianglan didn't care about the barrage at all.

He has basically released the hypnotic effect now, and everything on the barrage is the thoughts of the audience watching the live broadcast.It may be that they have accepted the fact that too many living people died when they were hypnotized before, or it may be that watching through the screen is different from experiencing it personally. Many people did not have much reaction to the death in the resort.

"I like obedient ladies the most."

Said the clown.

At this moment, except for Yin Lerong, the six ordinary people suddenly discovered that their bodies were out of control!

They watched helplessly as their bodies moved towards the "people" beside them, who were their dance partners, with strange dance steps.

What made them even more horrified was that those "dance partners" asked in unison the sentence that killed Ma Lu——

"What's your name, my lovely... sir/ma'am?"