Chapter 163: Category 10 Typhoon, 453 Lives Lost
Who says only the living can vote? Meng Fuling and Shi Ba's fans connect the human world and the underworld.
Everyone was stunned, their three views were completely refreshed.
Anyone who wants to compete with them for the first place must be dead. If you provoke them, they will get angry and throw you down.
Even Wu Peipei, who had just arrogantly demanded an explanation, was now too embarrassed to speak and looked over with resentment and fear in her eyes.
The director's face turned pale as he looked at the mother and son, sweating coldly: "Oh my god, this is something I've never seen before!"
What kind of people did this variety show invite? Two death gods are with them.
Huang Yuyan quickly pulled her daughter aside and whispered, "Lulu, stay out of the company of Eighteen in the future."
"Why, Mom?" Lulu pouted unhappily, "I really like Eighteen."
Sun Teng and his wife were also a little reluctant, but Tangtang insisted on following Shiba and they had no choice.
The scene was instantly silent, and the atmosphere was so cold that it made people feel a chill down their spines.
"Hahaha!" The host quickly broke the atmosphere: "Well, congratulations to Meng Fuling and Shi Ba for winning first place in popularity."
"This group will have priority in choosing the house they will stay in tonight." The host took out four keys.
"The crew arranged a top-floor sea view room in a luxury villa, a small wooden house next to it, a stone house and an economic double room."
The deluxe villa sea view room is naturally the best, followed by the economy double room.
There are wooden houses and stone houses. Living in such a place must be very simple in this weather.
Just by looking at the expressions of several people, you can guess that they all want this sea view room. After all, who doesn’t want to live in a villa and look at the sea?
Meng Fuling shook her head: "Tonight, we will all stay in the villa."
"Because of the typhoon, no one can go out tonight!" Her words made everyone unbelievable.
"Are you crazy?" the staff member said angrily, "It's just a little rain, and you're saying there's a typhoon."
Wu Peipei angrily scolded: "Exactly, if there was a typhoon, the weather forecast would have said it long ago."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, mixed with heavy rain, and the curtains on the window were blown away.
Strong winds poured into the living room through the window, making a shrill whistling sound that sounded more like the crying of an evil spirit.
"Ah!" Many people were frightened by the strong wind, and the staff hurried to check the balcony and living room windows.
Through the dark window, I couldn't see anything outside and could only hear the whistling sound.
"It's so scary outside!" The staff couldn't help but shiver. It was pitch black as if they were swallowed by the night.
'Ding Dong! Ding Dong!'
Everyone's cell phones started ringing and text message alerts popped up on the screen.
#Recent typhoon warning: South Wind Island will usher in a Category 7 typhoon. #
#This year's strongest typhoon may hit, and the Nanfeng Island Resort has been urgently closed. #
#Beware of disasters. The strongest typhoon will arrive in three days, possibly reaching level 10. #
"A category 10 typhoon?" Director Wang Qing felt something was wrong as he watched the news.
"No way, we checked the weather forecast before we came here, and the weather on this island has been sunny in the past few days."
She quickly calmed him down: "Even if a typhoon comes, it will be over in a day or two."
[Oh my god, I saw the news too. I heard that Nanfeng Island is going to be closed.]
[It's expected to reach a Category 10 typhoon. What a concept! Wouldn't that put people on the island in great danger?]
[This is truly horrific. Not only is the island closed, but sailing is also prohibited, and all ships are ordered to return immediately.]
What's the point of this weather station? They don't issue typhoon forecasts in advance. Isn't that a disregard for human life?
[The master of complaints was slapped in the face. He warned everyone that trouble was going to happen on the island and that they should leave. It really came true.]
[My master was right. Do you fools believe it now?]
After going through so much hardship and difficulty, we finally arrived at the island, but unexpectedly, a super typhoon hit us on the first day.
God really didn't even give her a chance. How is the filming going to go on now?
"Don't worry, even if the weather is bad, we can still shoot indoors!"
Meng Fuling looked at the dark night outside and couldn't help but look gloomy: "Here they come, 453 lives!"
Eighteen pulled her sleeve and said that cause and effect are cyclical, life and death are determined by fate. Even if one knows it, there is nothing one can do.
The first day of filming ended in a storm. Due to the weather, everyone stayed in the villa.
Fortunately, the luxurious villa at the highest point of the island is quite large and can accommodate all people.
The two of them came to the largest sea view room on the third floor, which was considered the largest and most spacious house in the villa.
There were two double rooms opposite, and as soon as I arrived I heard a quarrel coming from the other side.
"What do you mean? How can three families live in two rooms?" The voice sounded like Wu Peipei.
"Even if we're not first, second place means we get to choose our room first."
Jin Cheng was also angry: "This double room is already crowded enough for our family of four, and you gave us the smallest room."
Fang Bowen, a tall man, blocked the door to the main room and said, "We are two families living together."
"What's wrong with your family living in a small room? Our two families will live in a big room. This is the director's arrangement."
Huang Yuyan naturally didn't want to give in: "The first and second floors are full. Everyone lives with a few people, but you are the most pampered?"
Sun Teng was very annoyed after a whole day of tossing and turning: "Don't waste time talking to them, let's go in and live first."
Seeing that Fang Bowen and Sun Teng had reached an agreement, they all brought their children to rush ahead.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Jincheng was caught by two men, and Huang Yuyan and Lisa rushed into the room with the children.
The surveillance video in the corridor inside the villa was still broadcast live, and the three parties threw all their dignity aside and started fighting for a room.
"Stop fighting!" Meng Fuling looked at the ugly crowd and said, "How about you just live here?"
She offered to let Tangtang and her family of three move in: "My place is more spacious!"
She opened the door to the room, which was spacious and had floor-to-ceiling windows. There was also a large bed in the study inside.
"The room inside is for Tangtang to live in!" Shi Ba pulled him and went straight into the room.
"Thank you!" Although Sun Teng didn't want to be with Meng Fuling, it was much better than two families squeezing into one small room.
With her concession, the accommodation problem was solved, and Wu Peipei's family of four lived in a large room.
Huang Yuyan's family of three lived in the double room next door, while Meng Fuling and Sun Teng's family lived in the sea view room.
"Hmph!" Jincheng snorted coldly and walked into the room proudly with the child.
Meng Fu glanced over and found that the corners of Wu Peipei's eyes were getting darker.
A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her lips, and she slowly closed the door wearing her red embroidered shoes.
"Tell everyone, don't go out casually tonight!"
Huang Yuyan next to her glanced at her coldly, turned around and went back to her room without any concern.
"Squeak, squeak!" The light in the room flickered, and Jincheng, who was taking a shower in the bathroom, raised his head irritably.
"What's going on?" He frowned and muttered, "What a lousy place this is."
Suddenly, the cold touch made his back shiver, and he quickly opened his eyes and looked.
A pair of hands with red nails slowly moved up his back, slid over his shoulders and hooked his neck.
"Who is it?" he exclaimed, and when he looked closely he found it was Wu Peipei.
"Wife!" He smiled and pulled her arms, "What are you doing? The children are still outside."
She smiled charmingly and pressed herself against him wetly, staring at his body greedily: "What does it matter?"
Not yet satisfied, she began to seduce boldly, and soon a muffled sound came from the indoor shower.
On the foggy glass mirror, a woman with long black hair and scarlet eyes was faintly reflected.
The pair of red embroidered shoes were placed at the bathroom door.
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