"Heh, what is Lin Yang anyway?"
"I told you he was a charlatan, but there are still fools who believe him."
"Lin Yang, weren't you shouting quite loudly just now? Keep shouting."
As soon as someone spoke, the previously noisy chatter quieted down once again, and everyone turned to look at Lin Yang with curiosity.
I want to see what else he has to say.
Lin Yang merely smiled mockingly, then suddenly stretched out his hand and began counting down: "Ten, nine..."
What are you doing?
His countdown left everyone present, including those watching the live broadcast, stunned.
Is he crazy?
Why are you starting to count?
But his counting made me feel inexplicably anxious and uneasy. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I just felt a little uncomfortable.
Liu Baohua shouted, "Lin Yang, are you crazy? What are you counting nonsense for?"
Lin Yang ignored him completely and just counted the words one by one.
The entire scene fell silent instantly, as if he had stirred up the atmosphere; the silence was eerily quiet.
"one!"
As soon as Lin Yang counted to one, the uncle, who had been smiling, suddenly turned bright red, then clutched his chest and sat down on the ground with a thud.
Liu Baohua was startled: "You... what's wrong with you?"
"I feel so hot, like I'm on fire, no...no..."
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he finished speaking, and his body began to convulse violently, turning increasingly red as if it were on fire.
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