Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 186 Starlight honey love, flirting with the sick actor (67)
Because in the camera, a group of uninvited guests appeared.

A group of masked young men and women suddenly flashed in.

And just a second ago.

The crazy Mo Sisi waved her arms crazily, and then bravely threw off the media and ran a few movies.

Seeing that there is hope of escape...

The group of people rushed out abruptly.

"Bitch, go to hell!"

An angry shout sounded.

The burly man in the lead, with red eyes, raised the black bucket in his hand and splashed it hard.

At that moment, the rest of the people were also holding something, and they all followed suit.

Suddenly, there was only a "wow--" sound.

A stench immediately spread out.

The group of people who had completed the attack turned around and fled, and disappeared from the camera after a while.

The reporters on the spot and netizens online stared with wide eyes. After taking a closer look, they almost vomited.

Seeing that Mo Sisi was doused upright, her whole body seemed to be like a dyeing workshop, colorful.

Red paint mixed with raw egg whites slid from her cheeks.

Rotten Tomatoes blossomed on top of its head.

However, the most disgusting thing was the... stinky filth sticking to her body.

That is……

Almost at the same moment, everyone who was stunned suddenly came back to their senses.

However, before they could react——

Mo Sisi, who finally figured out what happened to her, was the first to attack.

A tearing scream pierced the silence.

She subconsciously screamed.

I didn't want to, just opened my mouth, and there was dirt falling through the tip of the nose, right between the tongue.

An indescribable stench instantly filled the air.

Mo Sisi's eyes widened, and her mind instantly went blank.

Do not! ! ! ! ! ! !
The disgusting emotions were instantly extinguished.

The next moment, she couldn't hold it anymore, tilted her head, and vomited earth-shatteringly....

"vomit--"

The flash is connected.

The media, who were also disgusted, pinched their noses and pressed the shutter dedicatedly, freezing all the ugliness of this "lucky girl" in disgust.

Until Mo Sisi was overwhelmed and fell into the dirt...

The reporter who saw her unconscious called 120 "humanely".

Not long after, the ambulance that arrived rushed away with people roaring away, and the farce just came to an end.

The reporters all went back to write reports happily.

On the Internet, the disgusting and dispirited eaters took turns on Weibo, angrily denouncing that they deserved it, while guessing the identity of the assailant.

Gee.

Yan Wu curved her lips into a smile, her eyes flickered as she read these comments.

Who else could it be?

Isn't it the "missing" she encountered when she came to this small world?

It's just that at the beginning, these mortals taught her a lesson in order to protect Mosi's thinking, but now they attack the former idol because they turned black...

It's also ridiculous.

Thinking about it, the girl Lord God played with her slanted ponytail, smiled more and more charmingly, and settled down to feel again.

16%...it's almost done.

The value has dropped to this level, and there is no other support, and after a while, Mo Sisi's luck rate will inevitably drop to 10%.

In other words, from now on, she only needs to wait silently for the harvest day...

Yan Wu blinked her eyes, and she had quickly calculated the plan for the rest of her time in this small world.

Restorative sleep, sweet tofu.

Well.

It’s just that there is still the social relationship of this body, how to properly handle it...

The sun was just right, and the girl leaned against the window, resting her chin.

A perfect plan was constructed in his mind, and it was about to take shape...

The phone rang suddenly.

!! ?
Yan Wu, whose thinking was disturbed, moved her long eyelashes, looked at the contact page quietly, and after a moment of silence, she still picked it up.

"Mo Yingdi, I don't know what to do?"

Anyway, she is leaving this world.

Even if the seniors want to do something, so what?

The girl thought, her smile became more and more charming.

On the other end, the man leaning in front of the easel gave a low laugh, and only opened his mouth when he started to fill in the last stroke of his painting.

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PS.
Yan Yan: I want to leave this world...

Senior: Dreaming.

(End of this chapter)