"Is this man Fang Zhiyi's boss?"
"He must know something."
"He's really filthy-minded. He even wants his subordinates to get involved even though he knows there's a problem."
"Catch him and ask him clearly!"
"Do you think Brother Fang doesn't know? He definitely knows."
As they discussed, everything on the screen revealed a sense of depression and despair.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly laughed, and when he laughed, all the audience felt their hearts inexplicably twitch. The weird live broadcast room was filled with all kinds of meaningless exclamations.
"The devil laughed!"
"He laughed like that last time!"
"It's terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible."
“Aa ...
Fang Zhiyi quickly showed them what a bad person was.
He stood on the busy street, holding up the sign in his hand, telling the passing NPCs that there was a house over there, which was being used for a promotion because their manager's wife was celebrating her 80th birthday. Now anyone who visited the house and registered their name would have a chance to participate in the lucky draw!
Even though these people are just NPCs in the game, the game still gives them human emotions.
And the tendency to take advantage of small profits was not neglected.
The female ghost hiding in the eerie house was making strange "cough cough cough" sounds in the gap between the ceiling and the roof. Today, a target who didn't know whether to live or die broke into her home. She had just killed that guy, and the breath of death made her intoxicated.
But she was suddenly stunned. Someone else came?
No movement in this house can escape her perception. Anyone who comes in will be marked with her "mark" and then feel endless fear.
No, why is there someone coming again?
She approached the small window quickly in a contorted posture and pressed her face against the glass.
Then she was stunned. The door of her house was open and people kept coming in. Even the street outside was full of people!
Some rumors are spreading.
"Have you heard? There's an old house holding a lottery!"
"What I heard is that there is treasure in that old house."
"You're all wrong! I heard my idol is right there!"
"It is said that the owner of that house is very rich and will give money to anyone who enters the house."
All kinds of outrageous rumors spread rapidly, and Fang Zhiyi, who came to the office, simply dragged the manager's body, whose limbs were twisted and his expression was terrified, into the utility room, then sat down and happily started to make tea.
"!!!!!!!!! What kind of train of thought is this?"
"Didn't they say that anyone who enters the cave will die? Can that weirdo handle it?"
"...Fang Zhiyi is actually an expert at fabricating rumors."
"Just from what I saw, hundreds of people have entered."
"The ones upstairs were just beginning. Now more and more people are going there, and it's attracting more people to watch the fun."
In the weird live broadcast room.
"Oh my god, this guy is miserable."
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