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I'm pretty brave; if the haunted house is still open at night, I'll go.
[Upstairs, what if a real NPC happens to be mixed in with the others at that spot?]
[That's easy, just treat it as fake.]
Yao Bin glanced at the time and said, "This haunted house is huge; it actually took us more than ten minutes to get inside."
Lai Meiqi: "If this is only second most terrifying, then how terrifying must the first one be?"
"The Ghost Tower has six floors. I heard that someone was scared to death on the last floor. I don't know if it's true. Many people don't even go past the fifth floor and dare not challenge the sixth floor." Luo Shimiao crossed his arms and said with a regretful look, "It's a pity that the Ghost Tower is not in Kyoto, otherwise I would definitely go and challenge it."
Director Zheng stroked his chin and said in a sinister tone, "Should we arrange it for you?"
Lai Meiqi took a step back and said, "Director Zheng, if we get scared to death, you'll lose all your hair."
“Yes, yes, Director Zheng, for the sake of your hair, let’s just forget about it,” Yao Bin chimed in.
“You guys…” Zheng Xiaopeng pointed at them, his lips pressed tightly together.
What sins did he commit in his past life to invite them all here, only to have them poke at his sore spots and make him pay money to suffer?
He looked at the three people staring at him with innocent eyes, then let his arms fall limply to his sides and said, "Next assessment."
The production team arranged a car for them to travel together.
Luo Shimiao gave the car keys to Lin Mai and told her to drive there herself.
Lin Mai sat in the driver's seat, gripping the steering wheel with a bewildered expression. She looked at Luo Shimiao standing outside the window and asked, "Where's the start button?"
"The lower left of the steering wheel."
She looked in the direction she was referring to, a smile spreading across her face. "I see it." Suddenly remembering something, she shrank back and said, "If I accidentally scratch it, do I have to pay for it?"
"Maybe we should hire a designated driver. If such an expensive car is damaged, I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself."
Seeing her frightened expression, Luo Shimiao laughed and said, "Don't worry, drive boldly. They won't dare to come near you."
"If you encounter a narrow road and are afraid to cross it, turn on the windshield wipers and stick your head out; they will automatically give way to you."
Lin Mai replied, half-laughing and half-crying, "My driving skills aren't that bad."
"Be careful, they're still waiting for me. I'm leaving." Luo Shimiao turned and walked towards the car parked not far away.
Seeing Yao Bin sitting in the driver's seat, he opened the back door and got in.
Lai Meiqi was touching up her makeup with a cushion foundation in her hand, and a makeup bag was on her lap.
"I was so scared that I broke out in a sweat, and all my makeup was ruined."
Luo Shimiao leaned against the car window, closed her eyes, and said lazily, "It's best not to put on makeup in the car; it's easy to cause an 'accident'."
She knew what Luo Shimiao was referring to, and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, my hand is steady."
After touching up my base makeup, I took out my lipstick from my bag and lightly swished the red lipstick across my lower lip.
"Ah!" came a gasp.
The three people inside the car leaned forward and slammed heavily against the back of their seats.
Yao Bin, still shaken, said, "This person suddenly ran out from the side, it scared me to death! If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have bumped into him."
"Waaaaah, Shi Miao, is your mouth blessed?" Lai Mei pouted, looking at her with teary eyes.
There was a streak of lipstick on her face that ran from the corner of her mouth to her cheekbone.
Luo Shimiao suppressed a laugh, pulled two tissues from the tissue box and handed them to her: "Wipe yourself."
After saying that, Yao Bin said angrily, "I didn't hit him, so what does it mean that he fell on the car?"
Luo Shimiao looked at the middle-aged man groaning as he lay on the hood of the car and said, "We might have encountered a staged accident. Let's go down and check."
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[A staged accident? I've only been driving for a few minutes and I've already encountered one. That's pretty unlucky.]
Those who stage accidents to extort money are notoriously difficult to deal with; they're shameless and unreasonable. They're in trouble this time.
When the middle-aged man saw Yao Bin get out of the car, he shouted, "How can you drive like that? I'm a grown man, and you can't even see me! My whole body aches, pay me back!"
Yao Bin stared wide-eyed, saying incredulously, "I didn't hit you! You were the one who suddenly rushed out. There's dashcam footage to prove it. You're not going to get any money from me!"
"I don't care what kind of dashcam you have. If you hit me, you have to pay me. You're not leaving today if you don't pay me." The man climbed up and lay on the hood, acting like a shameless scoundrel who wouldn't leave until he got his money.
There was a traffic jam all the way behind us, with cars honking constantly.
More and more people gathered by the roadside, pointing and whispering about them.
When Director Zheng learned that they had encountered a staged accident, he immediately got out of the car and ran over with the cameraman.
Yao Bin raised his voice in anger: "Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. Call the police and let them handle it." As he spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket, ready to call the police.
Luo Shimiao: "Calling the police is a waste of our time. You guys get in the car first."
"You're not thinking of giving him money, are you?" Lai Meiqi asked, her face covered in graffiti.
She smiled without saying a word, gesturing for them to get in the car quickly.
The two returned to their car, still confused, when the director and cameraman arrived.
"Director Zheng, what brings you here?"
Zheng Xiaopeng, slightly out of breath, said, "Could we not come? Are you all alright?"
The man who staged the accident saw Zheng Xiaopeng's Hermes belt, his eyes lit up, and he clutched his leg, shouting, "You hit someone and don't want to pay compensation? Is there no justice in this world? I'm the breadwinner of my family, and now I can't work because of a broken leg. How am I supposed to live?!"
[That's outrageous! I want to tear that mouth apart just looking at the screen!]
What is Luo Shimiao trying to do? Why won't he let me call the police?
[Is she trying to reason with him? Calling the police is clearly the best solution. How ridiculous!]
[It's just a publicity stunt. You'll see, in the end, the director will have to fix it.]
Luo Shimiao leaned against the car body and said calmly, "You have golden eyes, you can tell the leg is broken with just a glance."
The man clutched his thigh with both hands, looking pained, and said, "It must be broken if it hurts this much."
"How much money do you want?"
Hearing this, his face lit up with joy, but he quickly masked it: "I'll give you 300,000 for the full-body checkup, treatment costs, and my emotional distress."
"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, and 300,000 is already a small amount." After saying that, the man took out a QR code from his pocket and placed it on the hood of the car.
Zheng Xiaopeng's neck turned red with anger, and he pointed at him, shouting, "300,000! Are you a lion? How dare you say that!"
Luo Shimiao stopped wasting words with him, stepped forward without saying a word, grabbed his waistband with one hand, and dragged him down.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" The man lay face down, flailing his limbs.
"Garbage needs to be sorted, and so do people." Luo Shimiao walked quickly to the trash can, lifted the lid of the non-recyclable trash can with his left hand, and threw the person in.
The onlookers were so shocked that their mouths were agape.
"Holy crap, even though that guy didn't look tall or fat, he must have weighed at least 100 pounds. How did she manage to throw him into the trash can with one hand?!"
"Awesome, go lift weights, you'll definitely sweep all the awards."
After embarrassing herself, Luo Shimiao quickly ran back to the car. Just before closing the door, she said to the stunned director, "Hurry up and run, or it won't be so easy to shake you off if you keep clinging to me."
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