MTL - Live Broadcast of Eating Melons and Being Read, I Landed!-Chapter 128 It's like a different person

Chapter 128 It’s like a different person

Most netizens hate scumbags like Sun Qinghai who have no bottom line. After seeing this barrage and liking it, they thought that evil people should be punished by evil people. Let’s work together to directly compare #孙清海狠死# and The entry #support bosses in collecting debts from Sun Qinghai has become a hot search topic.

Not to mention the power of the Internet, when those big bosses saw these hot searches, they realized that this boy Sun Qinghai actually dared to default on debts and plan to fake his own death in some fashionable way. They really thought this was the world of a novel.

Except for people in the entertainment industry, those bosses in casinos are not simple. They gave orders one after another, and it was just as Sun Qinghai wished to secure all his property. Now Sun Qinghai can't even take a plane or a high-speed rail. no.

As Sun Qinghai's hot searches increased one by one, Shao Ziyu's fans could foresee that this ex-husband was about to die. Fans were sending out red envelopes to celebrate. Rich fans were angry after years of depression and even bought many big-name cosmetics bags. Bags and other things to share the joy.

 The guests on the Internet did not know that after Shao Ziyu calmed down, he and Jiang Ning went to the haunted house closest to the amusement park to see if other guests needed help.

The scenery in the haunted house is strangely realistic, and there is a spooky feeling everywhere, especially as soon as they enter, they bump into the patrolling staff who act as shady.

In the staff, there is a rule that no living person can enter the haunted house. As soon as the two of them were bumped into, they were chased by the evil spirits holding the soul lock and the mourning stick.

 “Keep away from the living people of the underworld, and don’t run away!”

Jiang Ning and Shao Ziyu, who were being chased, instinctively ran away.

After running for a while, Jiang Ning pulled Shao Ziyu, who was almost out of strength, into a dark place to hide. The staff who were chasing people walked straight past them and didn't even squint at the mineral water bottle Jiang Ning put in front of him. .

After the staff left, Jiang Ning and Shao Ziyu walked out. Jiang Ning picked up the water and put it back in her bag. Looking at the backs of the shady staff, she wanted to join them.

Chasing people is like a cat chasing a mouse, it feels fun.

"Where are we going now?" Shao Ziyu asked after taking a sip of water and catching his breath.

Jiang Ning handed her a wet tissue and asked Shao Ziyu to wipe the sweat on her face. She whispered.

“I have observed that Fairy Tale Town is not officially open to receive tourists yet, and there are not many staff.”

“We have less than ten guests, and they probably won’t let too many staff members affect our experience. The only staff in this haunted house who pretend to be shady are the few people just now.”

“If you want to find other guests, of course you should follow the staff who can locate tourists.”

This operation was so smooth, Shao Ziyu really never thought about using the staff to find companions.

Seeing that the staff had walked a certain distance, Jiang Ning was worried that she would not be able to keep up with them, so she grabbed Shao Ziyu and hurried after them.

On the other side, Jiang Qing found a piece of paper in a wooden box. Looking back, he saw Sun Qinghai standing there like a wooden stake. He really thought of himself as a boss and did nothing.

Jiang Qing glanced at him and said nothing. He pretended that the person did not exist and turned to look for Zhuo Guanglan.

Jiang Qing pushed open a door on the other side. When the door opened, she saw a bright red area inside. It was obviously a festive wedding room, which filled her with an aura of terror, especially since there was a coffin in the middle of the room. She could hear fingernails scratching on the coffin. The loud voice can scare you to faint if you have to be timid.

 Jiang Qing, who was very courageous, was not frightened. He checked the whole room, and when he didn't see Zhuo Guanglan's figure, he thought of something and turned to look at the coffin that made the noise.

She approached the coffin with very light steps. When the sound of grabbing the coffin board sounded again, Jiang Qing put her hand on the edge of the board and lifted it. The person lying inside immediately looked over. There was a looping grabbing board next to him. sound radio.

 And isn’t that person Zhuo Guanglan?

“You are so brave, you dare to lie down here.” Jiang Qing held her hands and lowered her head to look at the person in the coffin.

Jiang Qing felt that she was brave enough, but asking her to lie here and close the coffin lid made Jiang Qing feel claustrophobic just thinking about it.

“I can’t help it. The words written on the coffin board can only be seen clearly if you lie inside.” Zhuo Guanglan said helplessly with a smile. Seeing that he was in such good condition and was no longer silent, Jiang Qing glanced at Zhuo Guanglan one more time before squatting down to the coffin board to read the words written on it.

The words seemed to have been written in the coffin, and they were written in "blood". The words on the top could drip to the bottom, and some of them were smeared together, making it difficult to read clearly.

"What's written on it?" Jiang Qing looked at it for a long time, only recognized a few words, and asked helplessly.

Zhuo Guanglan didn’t hide anything, climbed out of the coffin and said.

 “It’s an intersection, just over there at Yangcun.”

 After saying that, Zhuo Guanglan came out of the coffin sluggishly and walked up to her to pull her up.

Jiang Qing looked at him strangely, then stood up and said.

"You seem to be different from before. You didn't talk much before and you didn't have unnecessary contact with us. Now you actually take the initiative to pick people up."

“I’m a slow person. Seeing that everyone is so nice and doesn’t care about my things, of course I slowly let go of my guard.” Zhuo Guanglan said with a wry smile.

Jiang Qing still felt that something was wrong, just saying that Zhuo Guanglan's movement out of the coffin just now was too clumsy.

Yesterday, Zhuo Guanglan was not tired helping the female guest carry the suitcase with both hands. His arm strength was very good, but just now it looked like his muscles were made of paper.

Moreover, Zhuo Guanglan had been silent for a day, taking the initiative to distance himself from the guests, and never mentioned his dirty information. Why did he suddenly mention it now?

  Anyway, I feel that there seems to be a subtle difference between the Zhuo Guanglan before and him now.

Jiang Qing’s eyes were on Zhuo Guanglan, who was still the same person, and even the scratch marks on the outside of his hand from the previous filming were still there.

Jiang Qing shook her head in her heart. She had really watched too many suspense and detective movies, and she thought about everything in a suspenseful direction.

 “It’s a good thing to relax. It’s so tiring to be so nervous all the time.”

Zhuo Guanglan nodded in agreement, his eyes softened, and he looked at Jiang Qing intently and said.

“I know, thank you, Miss Jiang, you are still the only person who has expressed kindness to me these days. It’s great to meet you here.”

These words made Jiang Qinggang feel wrong again.

How come the words "the only one" and "you are so kind" sound so much like what her brother said when she ordered milk dog green tea at the club?

Zhuo Guanglan was expressing his good feelings between men and women to her?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Qing felt even more baffled. Didn't these words coincide with what he had just said?

“Others have not shown any ill will toward you, and they still care about you. Didn’t you see that?”

“Also, I am a single woman, so please stop saying these misleading words, otherwise I will suspect that your intentions are not pure.”

Jiang Qing put down these two sentences, took a mobile phone given by the program crew that could only take pictures, took a picture of the coffin board with the address written on it, and walked out, ignoring Zhuo Guanglan.

 Zhuo Guanglan, who was left behind, stood there for a while, accurately found the camera, and made a sad and bitter expression.

“Should I not have said those words? But I haven’t met anyone who cares about me for a long time..."

 (End of this chapter)