After seeing that the other party had paid the money, Qi Ling sent him a video call invitation.
After the video was connected, a person wearing a "Sun Wukong" mask quickly appeared in the upper right corner?
The man's entire face was covered by a mask, making it impossible to see his true appearance or expression.
Qi Ling and everyone in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment, and then barrages of comments came flooding in like a tide.
[Cool! Are you cosplaying Goku from Dragon Ball? It's so realistic!]
[Yes, yes, yes, he looks exactly like Son Goku, and his figure is similar. Where did you buy the mask? Do you have any other ones? I want one too. I love Gohan so much!!!]
[Hey buddy, you're wearing a mask on a livestream? Are you really that shameful?]
…
Seeing these comments, Ouyang Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Is it really cool? I paid for it with my life, do you still want it?"
[What the hell? Are you trying to be funny? You're going to risk your life for a mask?]
[Yeah! If you don't want to say it, forget it. There's really no need to make such a joke.]
[That's right, stingy guy, a little bit]
…
Qi Ling's focus was different from that of other netizens. She glanced at the thick resentment and gloom on the mask that almost overflowed the screen, and couldn't help but frown.
But she didn't say it directly. Instead, she asked, "Excuse me, what do you want to calculate?"
Ouyang Jing patted his mask in distress, "Master Qi, to be honest, I want you to help me take off the mask!"
[Take off the mask? You don't have hands? Why do you need Master Qi to help you take it off? Are you some old pervert?]
[Wait, everyone, don't get angry. No one would make such a joke, right? Is it possible that he can't take off his mask?]
How is that possible? There's no way the mask is connected to the face, right? Hahahaha.
…
When Ouyang Jing heard that everyone misunderstood him as an old pervert, he instantly became anxious.
He waved his hands quickly, his neck turning red with anxiety.
"No... that's not the case. How could I possibly be a pervert? How could I possibly covet Master Qi? I can't even begin to admire her enough!"
He gritted his teeth and put his hand on the mask, "If you don't believe me, just look, I really can't take it off."
He placed the phone on the stand and began to feel for the mask.
He grabbed the mask hard, trying to pull it out and tear it apart.
Everyone in the live broadcast room stared at this scene without blinking, looking forward to what might happen in the next second!
With Ouyang Jing's violent movements, the mask was indeed pulled, but there seemed to be countless transparent filaments in the middle of the mask, connecting his face and the mask together.
Although the mask was pulled farther and farther away from the face, it did not break.
Moreover, his face under the mask was already bloody and mangled, making people scream.
“Ah! Hiss…”
Ouyang Jing couldn't help but scream in pain from under the mask. But he gritted his teeth and continued to pull the mask out desperately.
Seeing that he was still pulling the mask out, he even wanted to cut the thread in the middle with scissors.
After realizing what he wanted to do
Qi Ling frowned: "Enough, stop!"
Ouyang Jing was stunned for a moment but finally stopped obediently.
He stopped pulling at the mask.
“Snap…”
Without any external obstruction, the mask in mid-air quickly bounced back onto his face.
The face instantly made a loud popping sound due to the elasticity.
Ouyang Jing felt the pain on his face and couldn't help but cover his face and scream, "Master Qi..."
Qi Ling raised her hand to interrupt him: "No need to say more, I know what you want to ask."
After she finished speaking, she first looked towards the live broadcast room, "This mask of his really can't be removed. Even if you forcibly cut it in the middle, it will grow back again."
She turned to look at Ouyang Jing, "I think you have tried it?"
Ouyang Jing nodded happily: "That's right, that's what you said"
[Oh my god! There's actually something so bizarre going on! It looks terrifying.]
What are those white threads? They look like countless moving maggots, and they're surprisingly stretchy. So disgusting.
Where did you buy this mask? Is this a prank?
…
Seeing this barrage, Ouyang Jing lowered his head in pain, "I didn't buy it, someone sent it to my home."
"I don't know who that person was. I only knew my name was written on it. I thought it was a gift from a friend so I opened it without any precautions."
"I was delighted to see the Son Goku mask inside, because I really like watching the Dragon Ball anime and I also like the character of Son Goku."
"So I put it on right away, and when I realized I couldn't take it off, I belatedly asked my friends if it was a gift from them. I thought they were playing a prank on me."
“Who would have thought that no one would admit it? I knew it was bad.”
He closed his eyes in pain as he said this: "If I had known this would happen, I would never have opened this unknown package."
[Fuck, man, what can I say about you? There's been so much anti-fraud propaganda lately, saying don't accept unsolicited packages. How dare you accept one?]
[It's really a bit tragic. Others might get scammed when opening unfamiliar packages, but this is truly fatal!]
[Tsk… I’ll never open a package from someone I don’t know about again! Who knows what it might be? There are so many twisted and perverted people these days!]
…
Ouyang Jing looked at everyone's screens in agony, and he also hated himself for being so itchy.
Qi Ling looked at her carefully for a while, then frowned at him as if she had suddenly discovered something: "How many times have you cut masks?"
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