Chapter 85: competitor
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"What a bunch of idiots! I can't grasp such a good opportunity!"
Seeing Wang Yang showing his power and kicking the man with the sickle, Wang Xing directly broke the teacup in his hand.
The subordinates on the side didn't dare to say anything, and it took a long time to comfort them: "Mr. Wang, this is the first one. There are five more people behind. There will be a chance!"
"hope so!"
President Wang shook his coat, snorted coldly, and sat down.
...
At the scene of the ghost building, in the darkness behind Wang Yang, a guy dressed as a death **** kicked by Wang Yang slowly got up from a corner, his eyes gleaming with hatred. Holding the sickle is the hand, the green veins violently violently.
He has never been beaten like this since he was on the mission. He was just a small anchor who had to kick him and had to flee in embarrassment. This hatred must be reported!
At this moment, behind this person, there was a slight exhalation.
The sound is not loud, but in this dark night, it is extraordinarily crippled.
"Which turtle son is behind Lao Tzu?"
The guy with the sickle thought he was his accomplice behind him, so he roared and turned around.
But the next moment, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, his legs were weak and his standing was unstable.
In front of him, a white shadow slowly rose from the ground, wandering, flying higher and higher, floating to more than two meters high, and then stopped.
Then, at the top of the white shadow, a dark head grew out, because it was too dark to see the face clearly, only to see the messy hair extending from that head slowly, and more and more It came longer and longer, and even floated in front of the guy with the sickle.
The hair was icy, getting longer and longer, as if there was no end, and a smell of carrion came over, as if the hair came from hell.
The sound of exhalation sounded again, and the voice was ethereal, as if the wandering souls were slowly waking up.
The guy with the sickle was completely frightened, "Who, who are you?"
"Ge Lao Tzu, if you are joking with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will go back and kick you off!"
The guy with the sickle used strong words to embolden himself, but the white shadow on the opposite side was unmoved.
The icy wet hair suddenly made a bend, and directly wrapped it around the sickle guy's neck, then tightened it tighter and tighter, and finally hung the guy up out of thin air.
The guy's neck was strangled and wanted to call for help. It was impossible to go. He fluttered with his hands and feet, struggling desperately, and suddenly looked up and saw a dark face faintly revealing behind the hair, suddenly peeing scared. I got a pair of trousers, and then all his hands, feet, and head fell softly, and he was scared to death.
The hair controlled the man, and it stayed for more than two minutes before it relaxed.
The heavy corpse fell to the ground, making a banging sound, but at this time Wang Yang had gone away, and he didn't hear the sound at all.
The hair was retracted, revealing a face full of scars burned by the fire, horrible and gloomy, hatred eyes flashed in the eyes, the cold voice, like a ghost from hell, "I don't want to kill, why must you You want to force me!"
...
"The ghost building has five floors. When the accident happened, Wang Xue, who committed suicide, lived on the third floor. Unfortunately, a fire burned the entire building to a terrible level. Everyone looked at the handrails of the stairs and was Only the special railings are burnt. The wooden handrails on the top have been burned out. Even this railing has been burnt and deformed in some places. Look here, here, and here, it is obviously burning. trace!"
Wang Yang went upstairs while explaining, and unknowingly came to the second floor.
At this moment, a muffled voice suddenly sounded, and a dark object rushed down the railing.
Wang Yang picked up the flashlight and swept it forward, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is the coffin?"
There was a coffin in the ghost building, and it was a moving coffin, how terrifying at this time. The audience in the live room couldn't help but screamed.
At this moment, Wang Yang suddenly put the flashlight in his hand on his head, and then yelled at the coffin, "This is not where you should be, go back to me!"
The magnetic glove in his hand was activated, and the downward speed of the coffin suddenly stopped, and then it started to retreat.
The people in the live broadcast room were taken aback. They didn't know what happened on the scene. They only saw Wang Yang's palm pushing out so gently, and then the hanging coffin immediately flew back!
"I'll rub, this anchor, is this a magic trick?"
"Such a heavy coffin, even two strong men may not be able to carry it!"
"It's amazing, this won't be the reappearance of Uncle Jiu!"
"Anchor anchor, take off your mask and let us see the true face!"
...
There was a sensation in the live broadcast room, and it burst into flames instantly.
These people didn't know at all. In fact, Wang Yang just used a new function of the magnetic glove to convert the suction force into thrust and counterattack back.
This principle is actually very simple. The magnetic glove itself uses the principle of magnetism, and besides attracting each other, magnetism can also repel each other.
Wang Yang wanted to understand this truth, and then figured out how to use it.
Unexpectedly, using it here at the moment, the effect is surprisingly good.
And as the coffin retreated, I heard a sudden exclamation from the coffin, and then saw the huge coffin burst through the window and flew out of the building, and then there was a muffled noise.
Wang Yang smiled and said: "Everyone heard it? Just now, someone was exclaiming, indicating that all this was deliberately messing up. Let us continue to see who it is, tirelessly trying to stop me. Could it be that this? Is there really any hidden secret in the ghost building?"
Wang Yang said lightly, but the people in the live broadcast room didn't think so.
The timid is already sending out a barrage, "Someone's voice may not necessarily be a person, what if there is a dead person in the coffin?"
As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed.
"I wipe it, don't scare me!"
"I live alone, you make me sleepless!"
"I can't think about this!"
"I wipe, I want to turn off the computer!"
"My phone is thrown away!"
Just as everyone exclaimed, on the live broadcast platform, another anchor began to broadcast, "My audience, I am the adventure anchor A Yong. A game anchor said that he would come to the ghost building to explore. I thought about it. This is a rush. Our job, you said that you don't make good games, you come to explore, how do you let us live?"
"So, now, I have also come to the scene of the ghost building, to see me come to reveal what deceptive tricks the game anchor has created in this ghost building!"
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"What a bunch of idiots! I can't grasp such a good opportunity!"
Seeing Wang Yang showing his power and kicking the man with the sickle, Wang Xing directly broke the teacup in his hand.
The subordinates on the side didn't dare to say anything, and it took a long time to comfort them: "Mr. Wang, this is the first one. There are five more people behind. There will be a chance!"
"hope so!"
President Wang shook his coat, snorted coldly, and sat down.
...
At the scene of the ghost building, in the darkness behind Wang Yang, a guy dressed as a death **** kicked by Wang Yang slowly got up from a corner, his eyes gleaming with hatred. Holding the sickle is the hand, the green veins violently violently.
He has never been beaten like this since he was on the mission. He was just a small anchor who had to kick him and had to flee in embarrassment. This hatred must be reported!
At this moment, behind this person, there was a slight exhalation.
The sound is not loud, but in this dark night, it is extraordinarily crippled.
"Which turtle son is behind Lao Tzu?"
The guy with the sickle thought he was his accomplice behind him, so he roared and turned around.
But the next moment, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, his legs were weak and his standing was unstable.
In front of him, a white shadow slowly rose from the ground, wandering, flying higher and higher, floating to more than two meters high, and then stopped.
Then, at the top of the white shadow, a dark head grew out, because it was too dark to see the face clearly, only to see the messy hair extending from that head slowly, and more and more It came longer and longer, and even floated in front of the guy with the sickle.
The hair was icy, getting longer and longer, as if there was no end, and a smell of carrion came over, as if the hair came from hell.
The sound of exhalation sounded again, and the voice was ethereal, as if the wandering souls were slowly waking up.
The guy with the sickle was completely frightened, "Who, who are you?"
"Ge Lao Tzu, if you are joking with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will go back and kick you off!"
The guy with the sickle used strong words to embolden himself, but the white shadow on the opposite side was unmoved.
The icy wet hair suddenly made a bend, and directly wrapped it around the sickle guy's neck, then tightened it tighter and tighter, and finally hung the guy up out of thin air.
The guy's neck was strangled and wanted to call for help. It was impossible to go. He fluttered with his hands and feet, struggling desperately, and suddenly looked up and saw a dark face faintly revealing behind the hair, suddenly peeing scared. I got a pair of trousers, and then all his hands, feet, and head fell softly, and he was scared to death.
The hair controlled the man, and it stayed for more than two minutes before it relaxed.
The heavy corpse fell to the ground, making a banging sound, but at this time Wang Yang had gone away, and he didn't hear the sound at all.
The hair was retracted, revealing a face full of scars burned by the fire, horrible and gloomy, hatred eyes flashed in the eyes, the cold voice, like a ghost from hell, "I don't want to kill, why must you You want to force me!"
...
"The ghost building has five floors. When the accident happened, Wang Xue, who committed suicide, lived on the third floor. Unfortunately, a fire burned the entire building to a terrible level. Everyone looked at the handrails of the stairs and was Only the special railings are burnt. The wooden handrails on the top have been burned out. Even this railing has been burnt and deformed in some places. Look here, here, and here, it is obviously burning. trace!"
Wang Yang went upstairs while explaining, and unknowingly came to the second floor.
At this moment, a muffled voice suddenly sounded, and a dark object rushed down the railing.
Wang Yang picked up the flashlight and swept it forward, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is the coffin?"
There was a coffin in the ghost building, and it was a moving coffin, how terrifying at this time. The audience in the live room couldn't help but screamed.
At this moment, Wang Yang suddenly put the flashlight in his hand on his head, and then yelled at the coffin, "This is not where you should be, go back to me!"
The magnetic glove in his hand was activated, and the downward speed of the coffin suddenly stopped, and then it started to retreat.
The people in the live broadcast room were taken aback. They didn't know what happened on the scene. They only saw Wang Yang's palm pushing out so gently, and then the hanging coffin immediately flew back!
"I'll rub, this anchor, is this a magic trick?"
"Such a heavy coffin, even two strong men may not be able to carry it!"
"It's amazing, this won't be the reappearance of Uncle Jiu!"
"Anchor anchor, take off your mask and let us see the true face!"
...
There was a sensation in the live broadcast room, and it burst into flames instantly.
These people didn't know at all. In fact, Wang Yang just used a new function of the magnetic glove to convert the suction force into thrust and counterattack back.
This principle is actually very simple. The magnetic glove itself uses the principle of magnetism, and besides attracting each other, magnetism can also repel each other.
Wang Yang wanted to understand this truth, and then figured out how to use it.
Unexpectedly, using it here at the moment, the effect is surprisingly good.
And as the coffin retreated, I heard a sudden exclamation from the coffin, and then saw the huge coffin burst through the window and flew out of the building, and then there was a muffled noise.
Wang Yang smiled and said: "Everyone heard it? Just now, someone was exclaiming, indicating that all this was deliberately messing up. Let us continue to see who it is, tirelessly trying to stop me. Could it be that this? Is there really any hidden secret in the ghost building?"
Wang Yang said lightly, but the people in the live broadcast room didn't think so.
The timid is already sending out a barrage, "Someone's voice may not necessarily be a person, what if there is a dead person in the coffin?"
As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed.
"I wipe it, don't scare me!"
"I live alone, you make me sleepless!"
"I can't think about this!"
"I wipe, I want to turn off the computer!"
"My phone is thrown away!"
Just as everyone exclaimed, on the live broadcast platform, another anchor began to broadcast, "My audience, I am the adventure anchor A Yong. A game anchor said that he would come to the ghost building to explore. I thought about it. This is a rush. Our job, you said that you don't make good games, you come to explore, how do you let us live?"
"So, now, I have also come to the scene of the ghost building, to see me come to reveal what deceptive tricks the game anchor has created in this ghost building!"
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"What a bunch of idiots! I can't grasp such a good opportunity!"Seeing Wang Yang showing his power and kicking the man with the sickle, Wang Xing directly broke the teacup in his hand.The subordinates on the side didn't dare to say anything, and it took a long time to comfort them: "Mr. Wang, this is the first one. There are five more people behind. There will be a chance!""hope so!"President Wang shook his coat, snorted coldly, and sat down....At the scene of the ghost building, in the darkness behind Wang Yang, a guy dressed as a death **** kicked by Wang Yang slowly got up from a corner, his eyes gleaming with hatred. Holding the sickle is the hand, the green veins violently violently.He has never been beaten like this since he was on the mission. He was just a small anchor who had to kick him and had to flee in embarrassment. This hatred must be reported!At this moment, behind this person, there was a slight exhalation.The sound is not loud, but in this dark night, it is extraordinarily crippled."Which turtle son is behind Lao Tzu?"The guy with the sickle thought he was his accomplice behind him, so he roared and turned around.But the next moment, he was frightened by the scene in front of him, his legs were weak and his standing was unstable.In front of him, a white shadow slowly rose from the ground, wandering, flying higher and higher, floating to more than two meters high, and then stopped.Then, at the top of the white shadow, a dark head grew out, because it was too dark to see the face clearly, only to see the messy hair extending from that head slowly, and more and more It came longer and longer, and even floated in front of the guy with the sickle.The hair was icy, getting longer and longer, as if there was no end, and a smell of carrion came over, as if the hair came from hell.The sound of exhalation sounded again, and the voice was ethereal, as if the wandering souls were slowly waking up.The guy with the sickle was completely frightened, "Who, who are you?""Ge Lao Tzu, if you are joking with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will go back and kick you off!"The guy with the sickle used strong words to embolden himself, but the white shadow on the opposite side was unmoved.The icy wet hair suddenly made a bend, and directly wrapped it around the sickle guy's neck, then tightened it tighter and tighter, and finally hung the guy up out of thin air.The guy's neck was strangled and wanted to call for help. It was impossible to go. He fluttered with his hands and feet, struggling desperately, and suddenly looked up and saw a dark face faintly revealing behind the hair, suddenly peeing scared. I got a pair of trousers, and then all his hands, feet, and head fell softly, and he was scared to death.The hair controlled the man, and it stayed for more than two minutes before it relaxed.The heavy corpse fell to the ground, making a banging sound, but at this time Wang Yang had gone away, and he didn't hear the sound at all.The hair was retracted, revealing a face full of scars burned by the fire, horrible and gloomy, hatred eyes flashed in the eyes, the cold voice, like a ghost from hell, "I don't want to kill, why must you You want to force me!"..."The ghost building has five floors. When the accident happened, Wang Xue, who committed suicide, lived on the third floor. Unfortunately, a fire burned the entire building to a terrible level. Everyone looked at the handrails of the stairs and was Only the special railings are burnt. The wooden handrails on the top have been burned out. Even this railing has been burnt and deformed in some places. Look here, here, and here, it is obviously burning. trace!"Wang Yang went upstairs while explaining, and unknowingly came to the second floor.At this moment, a muffled voice suddenly sounded, and a dark object rushed down the railing.Wang Yang picked up the flashlight and swept it forward, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is the coffin?"There was a coffin in the ghost building, and it was a moving coffin, how terrifying at this time. The audience in the live room couldn't help but screamed.At this moment, Wang Yang suddenly put the flashlight in his hand on his head, and then yelled at the coffin, "This is not where you should be, go back to me!"The magnetic glove in his hand was activated, and the downward speed of the coffin suddenly stopped, and then it started to retreat.The people in the live broadcast room were taken aback. They didn't know what happened on the scene. They only saw Wang Yang's palm pushing out so gently, and then the hanging coffin immediately flew back!"I'll rub, this anchor, is this a magic trick?""Such a heavy coffin, even two strong men may not be able to carry it!""It's amazing, this won't be the reappearance of Uncle Jiu!""Anchor anchor, take off your mask and let us see the true face!"...There was a sensation in the live broadcast room, and it burst into flames instantly.These people didn't know at all. In fact, Wang Yang just used a new function of the magnetic glove to convert the suction force into thrust and counterattack back.This principle is actually very simple. The magnetic glove itself uses the principle of magnetism, and besides attracting each other, magnetism can also repel each other.Wang Yang wanted to understand this truth, and then figured out how to use it.Unexpectedly, using it here at the moment, the effect is surprisingly good.And as the coffin retreated, I heard a sudden exclamation from the coffin, and then saw the huge coffin burst through the window and flew out of the building, and then there was a muffled noise.Wang Yang smiled and said: "Everyone heard it? Just now, someone was exclaiming, indicating that all this was deliberately messing up. Let us continue to see who it is, tirelessly trying to stop me. Could it be that this? Is there really any hidden secret in the ghost building?"Wang Yang said lightly, but the people in the live broadcast room didn't think so.The timid is already sending out a barrage, "Someone's voice may not necessarily be a person, what if there is a dead person in the coffin?"As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room suddenly exclaimed."I wipe it, don't scare me!""I live alone, you make me sleepless!""I can't think about this!""I wipe, I want to turn off the computer!""My phone is thrown away!"Just as everyone exclaimed, on the live broadcast platform, another anchor began to broadcast, "My audience, I am the adventure anchor A Yong. A game anchor said that he would come to the ghost building to explore. I thought about it. This is a rush. Our job, you said that you don't make good games, you come to explore, how do you let us live?""So, now, I have also come to the scene of the ghost building, to see me come to reveal what deceptive tricks the game anchor has created in this ghost building!"I like God-level system: Invincible starts with a courtyard house. Please collect it: novelhall.com God-level system: Invincible starts from a courtyard house, and the literature updates are the fastest.
