Chapter 451 Dad is here, the live broadcast begins? ! !



Chapter 451 Dad is here, the live broadcast begins? ! !

Feng Ju stood in place. The shield in front of him had been bent and deformed by the rats, making a "crunching" sound.

He clenched his teeth and held the mechanical arm tightly against the metal plate. His ears were filled with the crazy screams of mice and the dense collision sounds.

After a while, the pressure on the shield suddenly eased, eased, and eased again...

“Hohoho——”

Feng Ju let out a laugh from his throat, a laugh that seemed to have survived a disaster. His voice was somewhat cheerful, yet so distorted that it made people tremble.

"A bunch of stinky rats, get out of the way!"

He suddenly growled as if to vent his anger, crushed a few mice that came out of the gap with the soles of his shoes, and then swung the shield to the side with force.

Snap——

A large number of mice clinging to the shields were blown away, and those that were not blown away crashed into the pipe wall next to them along with the shields, and were instantly squeezed into sandwich meat sauce with juice flowing out.

Feng Ju glanced at the gradually receding tide of rats. Although there was still a layer of rats on the ground, he still had to be on guard against their sneak attacks to avoid having his "balls" eaten away. But the remaining number was not enough to eat him.

After all, his robotic arm is not a vegetarian.

Feng Ju pushed the shield forward, killing another group of rats. The rats that were not hit dodged, screaming "squeak squeak squeak".

Rats, as creatures, actually share some common characteristics with humans. They both bully the weak and fear the strong.

When they gather in huge numbers, they dare to put the giants on the menu; but when their numbers drop sharply, they will tremble and avoid the giants' feet, for fear of being crushed into meat paste by the big feet that fall from the sky.

Feng Ju shook his shoulders. His neck felt so sore and swollen that it seemed like it was going to break. The high temperature of the robotic arm burned the nearby skin. A layer of skin on his neck had already fallen off, revealing red and swollen flesh.

He breathed heavily, and after relaxing, he scratched his itchy crotch, then slowly glanced towards the slanted shaft.

The shaft was empty and Dong Ping was no longer visible.

In the sewage, some black plastic sheets were tightly entangled by moss.

Feng Ju frowned, walked over with heavy steps, slowly squatted down, and reached out to pick up the broken pieces one by one.

He looked at it carefully for two seconds and recognized that it was a fragment of a walkie-talkie.

"It must be because I knocked him to the ground just now, and the walkie-talkie broke into pieces and accidentally fell out of his pocket." Feng Ju thought to himself.

He stood up and threw the broken pieces of the walkie-talkie back into the sewage. The broken pieces splashed a little and quickly disappeared into the filth.

Then, he stared into the depths of the pipe again. His gaze stayed there for two seconds. A hint of cruelty flashed across his eyes. He muttered to himself, "Dong Ping, that fellow, probably can't outrun the surging tide of rats. Maybe by now, he has been eaten clean by the rats.

If it wasn't for saving Yu Huai, I wouldn't... Alas, Dong Ping is still a father after all, and when he dies, he will surely understand me."

Feng Ju still has some feelings for Dong Ping.

His blood was warm, and he was not a cold-blooded monster. He stood there with his head down and observed a moment of silence for Dong Ping for three seconds.

Then he turned and walked quickly towards another pipeline.

Suddenly, a rapid cry came from deep in the pipe. It was a woman's voice, which sounded frightened and hoarse, and almost out of tune.

Feng Ju's heart suddenly jerked, as if it was being grasped by an invisible hand.

The blood connection between father and daughter made him instantly recognize that the voice seemed to be Feng Yuhuai's.

"Yuhuai, it's okay. Just hold on a little longer. Dad will be here soon..."

Feng Ju's lips trembled and he whispered to himself, as if he was comforting himself, or as if he was encouraging his daughter in front of him.

His pace quickened unconsciously, and he almost ran in the pipe.

However, he could no longer go any faster - visibility in the pipe was extremely low, the sewage was slippery and difficult to walk through, and the rat in front of him that "overtook" him made it difficult for him to move.

Suddenly, Feng Ju's feet slipped and he fell heavily to the ground.

The two mice that ran a little slower were crushed by his chest, and the dirty blood instantly splashed onto his face, with a pungent smell.

A serious rear-end collision!

"Pooh!"

Feng Ju anxiously spat out the dirty blood in his mouth and quickly got up from the ground, but his right arm, which was supporting himself, stiffened for a moment.

About forty or fifty meters ahead, a faint light appeared.

Feng Ju's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously stretched his neck, squinted his eyes and looked forward.

Soon, he confirmed that the light did not come from Feng Yuhuai, but from three sneaky figures.

Feng Ju squinted his eyes and tried to identify what was in the blurry light. After confirming that they were three human figures and not monsters, he got up from the ground again and continued to run towards the light.

"Two men and one woman, carrying what appear to be cameras on their shoulders... Are they reporters from some TV station?"

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Feng Ju immediately switched to detective mode and quickly deduced in his mind: "Going into the sewer to film monsters? Are TV reporters working so hard for ratings now? Maybe they have filmed Yu Huai?"

Ren Xuan and Tang An have already focused their cameras on Zuo Bai. The viewfinder is filled with the latter's cool figure swinging his bone snake, and a powerful scientific aura is overwhelming.

At the same time, Feng Yuhuai was running away desperately, like a female mouse who had lost her mate, making distorted and strange noises from her mouth.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was only a matter of time before she was caught again.

Just like the little white mice in the laboratory, they can never escape the clutches of scientists. This is an unchangeable fate.

Therefore, Ren Xuan and Tang An did not give Feng Yuhuai too many shots.

It is not out of stinginess, but on this "stage" in the sewer, Feng Yuhuai's "status" has dropped too quickly. Now her status is only one level higher than that of the "Beautiful Spider" and she is not worthy of occupying the center of the camera at all.

"Wait a minute, did you hear any strange noises? Like a mouse squeaking?" Ren Xuan suddenly asked.

Tang An answered without hesitation: "It's normal to have rats in the sewers."

Ren Xuan frowned and turned his head to look behind him.

The next second, his neck froze instantly, as if frozen, and his voice began to tremble: "But what if it's not just one or two, but many, many...?"

At this time, Tang An also heard the movement behind him. The sound became clearer, louder, and closer.

He turned his head slowly, and caught a glimpse of the flashing green network signal light on Deng Jiajia's camera. He was delighted and was about to say, "The network has a signal, we can connect back to the direct..."

Before he could finish his words, a mouse crawling out from the pipe wall leaped into the air and ran straight into his mouth, blocking the remaining half of his words back in his throat.

It's not a metaphor, but a real physical blockage in the throat.

Not only did Tang An's voice get blocked in his throat, he felt as if his heart was blocked, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.

He was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed the mouse's long tail in horror and pulled it out with force, while a strange snoring sound came from his throat.

"Is there a network signal?"

Deng Jia Jia, who was concentrating on the task, immediately received the reminder from her companion and a look of great joy appeared on her face.

Her body reacted faster than her brain, almost like a reflex. Her fingers moved quickly on the device, successfully connecting to the channel signal of Prism TV and switching back to the live broadcast mode... (End of this chapter)

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