he came from the mirror

Holding up the phone, the old cat also felt quite speechless: "You guys say, should I go to the temple to worship?"

"Bye, it happens that we have a palace to the west, just two subway stops away." The handsome Japanese guy on the right whispered: "I took pictures of the tornado and the vision in the sky just now, and I will see it later. Signal, I have to quickly post a Weibo to show off."

And the flower-armed brother on his left is also asking about the results of everyone's battle: "Has anyone photographed an angel? Didn't the hot search 10 minutes ago say that an angel appeared in Chaoyang District? Why didn't I see any of them?"

"It's a pity that I can't live broadcast now, otherwise..."

"Hey, there is a signal, hurry up, start the live broadcast!"

Behind a few "Internet addicted youths", the person in charge of the department who invited them to the event twitched, ran over and reprimanded: "I really admire you guys, this is the 37th floor, the phone will definitely be broken into pieces if it falls , How dare you stick your camera out of the window? Close the window quickly."

"That's them. I took pictures through the window. I haven't done anything bad." Lao Mao quickly abandoned his teammates and logged on to the website with his head bowed.

The person in charge murmured like a child: "Don't all of you crowd here, in case there are birds attacking outside later, it will not be safe to stay here. In my opinion, you should hurry up with me Take refuge in the office downstairs."

The place where they are staying at this time is a large leisure viewing area opened up by the website company. All the walls on the outside of the building have been converted into spacious floor-to-ceiling windows. Open.

And this is the reason why they all gathered here—the row of floor-to-ceiling windows in the viewing area is really suitable for overlooking the exterior of City B.

The old cat agreed casually: "Okay, okay, I'll shoot for a while, and I'll go down right away."

After discovering that the mobile phone signal had indeed been restored, he clicked on the live broadcast room, at the same time he shaved his hair twice, plugged in the headset, and reminded his friends on both sides: "Comrades, I'm going to start a live broadcast, you should Pay attention to the image and quickly re-concave the shape."

"It's okay, we're going too."

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing this, the person in charge couldn't say anything more, he just gave the old cat a look and asked him to at least help close the window.

Lao Mao's fans had known a few days ago that he was going to participate in an event in City B, and he would probably record a video with a few popular anchors he had befriended, so many of them were squatting in the live broadcast room, hoping to catch up by chance Shanglaomao started a live broadcast.

Therefore, although it has not been open for nearly a month, Laomao's live broadcast room still has thousands of people squatting today.

[Ha, look what I squatted on!A lazy cat! 】【Welcome the old cat back! 】

【Welcome my husband back! 】

[Surprised, the old cat actually has a girlfriend fan?No, wife fans? ! 】【Upstairs, maybe there is a cute King Kong Barbie upstairs? 】The old cat smiled at the camera with eight big white teeth: "Masters of the audience, I miss you so much."

【Bah, what the fuck, you don't even wear women's clothes for us. 】【I heard that the old cat is in city B?Isn't it raining bird droppings, which is rare in a century?Could it be that today's theme is bird poop rain? 】【Speaking of which, did you find out that several hot searches on Weibo have been withdrawn? 】【Confirmed, the old cat is going to broadcast live bird poop rain for us today. 】【I happened to be eating takeaway, may I ask if this live broadcast is a meal channel? 】【Friends, does anyone of you still remember that the old cat is actually a gourmet anchor? ] The old cat took pictures of himself for a long time, and then introduced several popular anchors around him. After interacting with each other for about ten minutes, he took the time to look at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and found that it had exceeded [-].

It seems that the momentum of his return is not bad, and the data is relatively stable.

The old cat simply returned to the window with his mobile phone. He slapped away the handsome Japanese boy who was also broadcasting the live broadcast of Bird Shit Rain, and pointed the mobile phone out of the window: "Here, you want to live broadcast the meal. You don't need to thank me, I am so kind Understandable."

[...Damn, this is a tasteful live broadcast room! 】【Silently raised my 400-meter long machete.jpg】The old cat showed a triumphant smile. Take a photo with this once-in-a-century spectacle... Well, stop making trouble, this place is actually not safe, I will take you downstairs to visit the headquarters office."

【…】

【Hey... have you found out...】

[...behind... that... person... bird... birdman...] [Old cat... old cat behind you...]

【I thought I was the only one having hallucinations...】

[My God, what is that? ? ? 】

The old cat looked at the barrage comment area strangely: "Huh? What charades are you playing?"

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--】

【Angel—Angel——! 】

[Fuck, old cat, stop being narcissistic, look behind you! ! ! ] The old cat thought of what Brother Huayi said just now, and suddenly his fingers trembled: "Angel?"

He turned around abruptly and looked up out the window.

Right in front of him, on the roof of a building with about [-] floors, a yellow-haired man with a strong figure and wings on his back landed there in embarrassment.

The man seemed to be wary of something, panting rapidly, while still looking left and right.

Because of Lao Mao's actions, other anchors also noticed the figure on the opposite building.

"Damn it, what is that?"

"...is it really an angel?!"

The old cat instinctively raised the phone, focused the lens on the figure, and at the same time babbled nonsense into the headset: "It seems to be a foreigner. What is he doing there? No, it's too far away, I can't see his face clearly." The face... But it doesn't look very good... It's strange, shouldn't angels be all handsome and beautiful?"

In the shot, the yellow-haired angel raised its wings, seemingly preparing to take off again.

Right now.

A white shadow suddenly flew out from among the tall buildings, and before the yellow-haired angel could react, it suddenly rushed in front of him!

boom--

boom!

The huge impact hit the yellow-haired angel and fell hard on the concrete floor. The white shadow seemed to grab his neck. The two of them slid on the ground at a high speed, slipped out of the roof in the blink of an eye, and then, due to inertia, went straight Falling down 30 meters.

The yellow-haired angel seemed to come back to his senses at this time, he roared, twisted his body, flapped his wings, and fought with the comer in the air!

From the time the angel landed on the roof, to being attacked, to the fierce battle, less than ten seconds had passed.

The old cat opened its mouth wide and murmured with a dull expression: "Damn, ok, ok, ok... what is that... that seems to be an angel too?"

Are you kidding me?

Two angels—on it!In front of him!Vicious fights!

Is he still awake? ? ?

In a trance, the old cat felt as if he had returned to a month ago. When he faced the "slender ghost" more than two meters high, he seemed to have experienced this kind of worldview shattered in an instant.

Well, it was the same at that time, tens of thousands of people accompanied him to lose the three views.

The old cat was still in a trance, when someone grabbed his arm suddenly, and ran back with all his strength.

"Fuck, I'm calling!"

"Why are you still standing there, run!"

boom--!

Something slammed in from the window, and the object rolled and hit the sofa in the lounge area, and then made a loud noise, shaking the floor and ceiling at the same time.

Old cat: "!!!"

The anchors were all scared and hid at the base of the wall. The old cat thanked the big brother for pulling his flower arm, and once again held up the phone very professionally.

The buddy was panting and said in shock, "Damn it, are you still broadcasting live?"

Old Cat: "...well, I'm used to it."

While they were talking, the person buried under the sofa and coffee table moved suddenly.

The old cat heard someone gasping in a low voice: "Damn it, angels are so fucking ugly."

A muscular man with yellow hair crawled out of the ruins.

He shook his head, his wings were hanging down freely, as if he heard someone talking about him in a low voice, the strong man looked over here with sinister eyes.

Everyone froze and pressed their bodies against the wall at the same time.

The old cat patted the angel openly, while brainstorming quickly: what to do, the corridor leading to the stairwell is 20 meters ahead on the left, this birdman doesn’t look very friendly, now he is running towards the corridor, is it possible? Was directly flattened by his wings?

Just as he was thinking wildly, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a broken floor-to-ceiling window in the distance, and it seemed that another figure flashed in, and he couldn't help being slightly startled.

The visitor jumped into the hall nimbly, and when he landed, there was no sound, and he didn't make any movement.

From the position and angle of the old cat, you can clearly see every movement of the opponent.

He looks to be in his 20s, with a strange clown mask covering his face. His limbs are slender and powerful, with a wasp waist and a slashed back. He has a solitary and unrestrained temperament when he walks, but he also reveals a little laziness and carelessness. Meaning, the combination of the two may seem contradictory, but it is still eye-catching.

Not only that, the young man also carried a pair of pure white wings on his back, and they were slightly larger than the yellow-haired ones, making them look even more majestic and sacred.

The old cat stared at the man, looked at it, and suddenly felt a little heartbeat.

The young man stepped on the broken glass on the ground, making a crisp creaking sound, and slowly said: "I didn't expect that you could escape."

Vladimir narrowed his eyes slightly, looking fiercely at him—the pair of wings behind him.

"A blasphemer." He squeezed out a ferocious smile, "Let me guess, the spiritual power in your body must be running low."

Fang Ziming took a few steps forward, stood between him and the young people in the corner, and jokingly said, "What a coincidence, I guess you must be dying soon."

The handsome Japanese man who knew English on the right of the old cat quickly covered his mouth and suppressed the laughter that was about to blurt.

The old cat quietly moved the phone. He tried to calm his heartbeat, and moved the camera from the yellow hair to the young angel wearing a mask.

At the same time, he glanced at the comment area, and found that the number of people online had surpassed the 50 mark.

The author has something to say:

Damn, I was so busy with the plot, I forgot to let them fall in love _(:з"∠)_

Wait... When I let Xiaoshou finish pretending, I will arrange for him to fall in love! ! !

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The handsome Japanese internet celebrity [touches his face]: "Oh, it turns out that the angel is not as good-looking as I am~"

Vladimir [raises a hand]: "Justice from heaven!"

Internet celebrity anchors: Pawn.

Vladimir [proudly akimbo]: "Hmph, now I'm the prettiest."