The live broadcast room was flooded with comments like a tide, with the screen full of "playing is real" and sporadic "rest in peace!"
And all kinds of gift special effects are interwoven into one, from the 1-cent "little heart" to the 3,000-yuan "Jia Ge Hua", all flashing on the screen.
Gradually, the special effects of "Jia Ge Hua" continued.
Everyone seemed to have realized that cash money was just a piece of waste paper.
Why not spend it all now and put the craziest end to this thrilling live broadcast?
Golden fireworks bloomed in the live broadcast room, gorgeous fireworks rose into the sky, and the entire screen was covered in dazzling light.
It seemed to have become a memorial service.
However, the dynamic music of 'Jia Gehua' filled the entire live broadcast room with a strange atmosphere of joy and festivity.
Ye Lang also sent a barrage of comments, and exchanged his remaining 99 diamonds for a pair of "sunglasses" and gave it away.
It can also be regarded as a farewell to the most courageous Zhang Dabing.
The live broadcast room is still closed.
The camera showed Zhang Dabing's fat body lying in a pool of blood, but it was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The next second, a huge buzzing sound was deafening, and a black mist rose from the green tide, rushing towards Zhang Dadan's body at an extremely fast speed.
The live broadcast room screen instantly turned pitch black, with only the strange buzzing and the dull sound of the mouthparts piercing flesh echoing in the darkness.
At this time, the number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 100,000, but they were all silent.
It was as if the audience in front of the screen were holding their breath, fearing that the strange black fog would spread along the network cable to their side.
I don't know how long it took,
HUA: Is that a mosquito?
As soon as the first barrage came out, it was like cold water splashing into hot oil, and the live broadcast room instantly exploded.
"Impossible! How can a mosquito be the size of a football?"
"It's a mosquito. I can see it clearly. Its mouthparts are as long as chopsticks. Zizizi."
"Don't be ridiculous, how much blood would that suck?"
"How much more is there? Just suck the adults dry."
A Ula said: "I've seen this kind of mosquito before. The day before yesterday, my girlfriend was bitten on the abdomen and passed out on the spot. When she woke up, the wound was swollen to the size of a steamed bun."
User 597546966: "@一只乌拉, then your girlfriend must have three steamed buns, hahaha."
A Ula: "@㳎户597546966, she died from festering wounds."
User 597546966: "@一只乌拉, ...sorry, no more chatting, I'm going to jump off the building."
"Hahaha, the big brother upstairs wanted to get up and slap himself at night. Damn it."
"Haha, brother 966 went downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and didn't take the stairs or the elevator!"
......
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room did not become heavy because of the strange swarm of mosquitoes, but instead set off a wave of black humor.
No one knows how long we have left to live, so why not have a blast online?
After all, this is also a way to vent the fear and despair in your heart.
After a while, with a buzzing sound, the black fog dissipated and the light in the live broadcast room returned.
But where is Zhang Dadan's plump figure?
All that remains in the picture is a dry skeleton covered with transparent skin like rags.
Even the bloodstains on the ground disappeared.
Ye Lang quietly exited the live broadcast room, rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, and took a breath of cold air.
bite!
"Fuck!"
Ye Lang was startled by the sudden sound of a small reminder.
I raised my phone and looked at it.
Building 3, Room 1006, Bi Jin: [Pictures, pictures, pictures, Ye Lang, I'm willing to do anything as long as you promise to take me and my mom in. Really, please!]
Ye Lang's eyes lit up when he saw Bi Jin in the photo with her hair draped over her shoulders and wearing only a small black camisole. One of the camisole had slipped down to her arm, and one of her hands was pressing down the lace edge of the camisole, intentionally or unintentionally.
She was wearing a pair of washed blue short jeans, and her pair of legs as white as jade were particularly eye-catching under the dim light.
Her eyes were full of pleading and helplessness, and she looked as aggrieved as a little wild cat, which made Ye Lang furious.
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