The people behind him raised their guns instantly, but they didn't pull the trigger!

In front of the screen, Qiao Hefeng stood up directly.

"It's Sister Yang! I won't mistake this hand! I saw it clearly when I was beaten before!"

[Holy crap! ! ! ! !]

[That's a wall! How did you get through?!]

"Why don't you guys just shoot! Now that the paint's on her, she can't move her hand anymore!"

[I don't understand, why didn't you shoot?!]

Darren tried to pry Su Yangyang's hands open with his hands. His face turned red and he was almost suffocating.

Just a second before suffocation, the hand suddenly let go.

He reached down again and took the gun from Darren's hand!

Everyone was shocked!

That gun...

But at this moment, all they had before them was a hole in the wall.

The person has left.

Now there are no orders, no shutting down of live broadcast, and no creating chaos, so who dares to shoot?

If they opened it, it would be equivalent to telling everyone that they had tampered with the gun!

Damn it!

But the team that came up was carrying real guns!

"Chase!" Darren said in a hoarse voice and staggered to his feet.

"No need to chase." A cold voice sounded.

The next second, the muzzle of the gun was directly against Darren's head.

"I'll come in person."

Darren was shocked!

Look up.

Above the hollow muzzle of the gun were pupils that looked even colder and more sinister.

There was a bone-chilling coldness in those black eyes, staring at his face.

Everyone around immediately loaded their guns and pointed them at Su Yangyang.

Su Yangyang stood straight, not even glancing at Darren, just staring at him.

Darren was already sweating coldly.

【Why are they pointing toy guns at people? 】

[Sorry, this is a little funny... It looks like a real gun...]

[It's really no different than the real thing. If the paint hits Darren's head, Darren will be out, right? After all, mice can catch cats, so the paint gun should be the same.]

[But their expressions are really serious, right?]

"You, calm down..." Darren finished speaking and stepped forward to grab the gun!

This gun must not fall into Su Yangyang's hands!

However, there were two "clicks"!

As Su Yangyang raised her leg, she thrust her elbow downwards!

Darren's jaw was removed with one hand, and the back of his neck and lower body were hit!

Darren covered his crotch and screamed, instantly losing the ability to move and falling to the ground, wailing.

Everyone behind him gritted their teeth at the same time.

It hurts...

[Oh my god, this move is so cool! ! ! ! !]

【Oh my god, I love it! 】

[Has she practiced martial arts? I heard there's martial arts in China. Is that true?]

[It’s true, he can also do Qinggong]

Su Yangyang pointed the gun at Darren's head again.

"Pause! I want a pause!"

Darren, despite being in extreme pain, did not forget to scream, and his pupils shrank again and again.

"You forgot." Su Yangyang nodded his head with the muzzle of the gun. "Lin Yan just said that we can't pause at will."

She said, her finger on the trigger.

"Don't shoot!!!" Darren yelled like crazy.

"Oh? Why?"

Su Yangyang looked at him with the same eyes and gun muzzle as before, "Isn't it a paint gun? It's just eliminated, can't afford to play with it?"

"It's not paint..."

Darren's chest was heaving, and his mind was a little unclear due to the combination of fear and anger.

He gritted his teeth, "I'm injured and need a break!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Yangyang lifted her foot.

Roll over his vital parts!

Darren was so startled that he jumped up!

“What are you doing!”

"Aren't you injured?" She raised her eyebrows.

[I'm dying of laughter. Sister Yang's cleverness is put to good use.]

[Yangjie's license plate magic mirror, whoever it is reflected in will be exposed]

[Sister Yang: It hurts, right? Let me show you a medical miracle. In two seconds, I'll give you back all four limbs.]

Darren's face turned pale.

Su Yangyang pointed the gun and was about to shoot.

"etc!!!!"

Darren's face turned pale and he dodged everywhere.

But Su Yangyang's fingertips had already started to exert force, and even turned white!

If he doesn't say it now, he will be beaten to death!

"This gun is real..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, Su Yangyang moved very quickly!

Just move the muzzle of the gun down, aim it at Darren's leg, and pull the trigger!

In an instant, blood splattered!

Screams echoed throughout the building!

"Fuck!" I heard a loud curse behind me, I was stunned!

She actually dared to shoot!

Group Building.

Z stood up from behind his desk, staring at the screen in amazement, unable to speak for a long time!

"She, she... is crazy!"

His chest heaved, and he uttered several curse words, and finally said: "Damn! This woman is so bold!!!"

Everyone rushed forward and helped Darren up.

Su Yangyang glanced at the muzzle of the gun, stepped back, and stood beside Bo Silin.

"Su Yangyang! You are dead!" Darren's face turned pale and he roared at her!

Bo Silin reached out and pulled the person behind him.

Countless guns were pointed at him in an instant.

The next second, Bo Silin's expression changed and he stared at everyone in shock.

"What's with this gun? Why is it a real gun? Isn't it a paint gun? Oh my God! Are you seriously injured?"

Darren: “…”

[I’m kneeling down watching this livestream right now. What the hell is going on?!]

[Real guns! Could it be that everyone else's are...?]

【sky……】

I can’t believe it…

【Is this a program accident? 】

[Linlin, is this how you use the Movie King Grand Slam?]

"Why are you pointing guns at me?" Bo Silin paused, then gasped, "Could it be that all these guns are..."

“Swish!”

Everyone immediately put away their guns.

"How about we investigate?" Bo Silin smiled, returning to normal, "Let's see who was so audacious as to trade a fake gun for a real one. It's a good thing nothing happened. Our ID cards belong to rats, but there are people from all over the world, and the live broadcasts are all being recorded. Is this an international incident?"

"You did it on purpose!" Darren covered his leg, furious. "I already shouted it out!"

"What did you shout out?" Bo Silin smiled coldly.

"Shout out..."

Before Darren could say anything, his mouth was covered by the person behind him.

The man was wearing a mask and a hat, so his face couldn't be seen clearly.

This action instantly woke Darren up!

Not only did he shoot on purpose, he also deliberately asked questions!

He almost fell for it!

[66666, can't you see it now, friends? ]

[This production team is really awesome! Damn!]

[It's terrifying when you think about it, it's so horrible! So insane! ! ! !]

Bo Silin took two steps forward.

When he moved, the people in front of him moved back.

Those amber eyes swept across everyone's faces and slowly settled on Darren's face.

"You provided the guns and set the rules of the game. If we follow the rules, this gun will only end up hitting us."

"My legal team will be here soon. If I have any explanation, I can give it in court."

"Also, my fiancée just got really scared..."

As he spoke, he turned and looked at Su Yangyang.

Su Yangyang immediately covered her chest symbolically.

I barely installed it.

The people behind him: "..."

Bo Silin turned around again and said, "After I go back, I will apply for an appraisal of mental damages and give it to you."

【"fiancée"】

Aa ...

[Is the fiancée this man is talking about the woman standing behind him?!]

[Shit! Mental damages?? He was really frightened?! Who was frightened anyway?!]

【It's just a scoundrel! 】

Instead of cursing, why not explain the gun issue?

[Honestly, this gun is really strange...]

Darren held his breath, shook for a while, and then fainted from anger.

"Still playing?" Su Yangyang looked at them.

If they continue to play, they can only hold real guns and cannot use them.

Darren's positioning is obviously invalid, and Su Yangyang is abnormally strong. Who else can beat him?

The crowd was demoralized.

After a while, a man came out.

"We admit defeat in this round."

Half an hour later.

The sun was shining brightly on the plane back home.

Su Yangyang was holding a card in her hand, which contained already exchanged Chinese currency, which was the prize for this period.

Each issue has about 30 million Chinese yuan.

The mouse won today, and there were 30 people left. After dividing it equally, each of them still had one million.

"Here." She stuffed it directly into Bo Silin's hand.

Bo Silin looked up

"Salary card." she said.