Delivery woman dressed in women's clothes, the whole network begs me not to work hard!

Luo Lan continued to stay in the toilet and had to listen to other people's noises.

He simply walked out without giving him any paper.

Scolding can be said to be a relief, but this time the system task is really panic.

2 yuan.

She said that this kind of person is simply not qualified to let herself lose such a big loss.

"Comrades have a quiz with a prize. May I ask the anchor to throw the paper in for him now, how likely is it to get a five-star praise?"

Luo Lan carefully watched the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Maybe her chance to ask for help outside the court is still useful.

As a result, this group of netizens answered more ruthlessly than the other.

"There is no chance of answering the anchor, this is already the result."

"I want to know what the anchor's reward is, is it too late for me to bring someone there?"

"I'll wipe it, the boss of the black society upstairs, kneel down for the boss for 2 minutes."

"The anchor can sell his hue, maybe there is a chance."

"What do you mean upstairs? Is the anchor such a superficial person? Although I want to watch it too."

Sell ​​out your hue.

Luo Lan looked at this comment, her beautiful eyebrows twitched.

Forget it, take the initiative to give up the chance to ask for help outside the court.

The IQ of this group of netizens seems impossible to be as smart as her.

Luo Lan was ready to give up.

He was about to walk to his little tram.

She inadvertently saw a white switch hanging on the wall.

Where is this power switch?
Luo Lan glanced at the light in the toilet.

He reached out and pressed it curiously.

The light in the toilet went out instantly, and it was completely dark inside.

Then came the man's exclamation and abuse.

But the sound gradually turned into silence in the darkness.

The only man in the whole public toilet is the man who goes to the toilet without paper.

Luo Lan was a little taken aback.

Somehow she came up with a brilliant idea.

"I, Luo Lan, am a ceiling-level delivery guy. It's impossible for me not to get good reviews."

Luo Lan put down his harsh words and decided that the order must be taken.

There are not many system-triggered system tasks.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was a little dazed.

It is completely impossible to get five-star praise when the customer's favorability is zero.

But everyone has forgotten that Luo Lan is the best at tidying up.

She is no ordinary takeaway.

"The anchor's perseverance is commendable, but it must be sent."

"Haha, the anchor is the most persistent takeaway I have ever seen with five-star praise."

"Wait, I don't know why, I have a bad feeling that the anchor may have to work hard."

Everyone is curious about what new tricks the anchor will do this time.

However, the next operation made everyone's complexion change even more.

Luo Lan directly played horror music on his mobile phone, and the sound was turned up to the maximum.

On this big night, hearing this low, scary music is the scariest thing.

Especially when hiding in the small quilt, I always feel that there is someone under the bed.

At this time, the light in the toilet flickered on and off.

It's like playing a rhythm with weird music.

There was still silence in the toilet, and there was no movement at all.

Which means the man inside is absolutely terrified.

Then, if the audience in the live broadcast room did not see the music, it would be played on their mobile phones.

The light is also controlled by the anchor pressing the switch.

Their barrage at this time is probably about Lin Zhengying catching ghosts or something.

Luo Lan's soft lips rose.

Everything is in her plan.

At this moment, the man squatting on the toilet pit looked at the flickering lights.

The weird music is even more torturing the soul back and forth in the brain.

His body was shaking, and his back was full of sweat.

It can't be a ghost.

It's over, it's over, I heard some time ago that someone dismembered a corpse in the toilet.

He wouldn't be so unlucky, he could run into something as evil as a ghost.

The man was silently chanting a Buddhist mantra, and the chrysanthemum was even tighter and refused to let go.

Don't come to me, don't come to me, I don't want to die yet.

Once a person has an idea in his mind, the less he thinks about it, the more he can think of it.

The whole body and mind are those bloody ugly things that appear on TV.

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door panel.

The voice was right in front of his eyes.

There was something outside, and there was a knock on the door again and again.

The sound is huge and shocking.

The man was trembling all over, sweating profusely.

At this time, he could see the strange green light coming through the crack of the door.

In the next second, the man's pupils suddenly contracted, as if he saw something incredible.

I saw two pale hands sticking out from under the crack of the door.

In the palm of one hand is a piece of red paper.

In the other palm was a piece of green paper.

Resentful.

These words appeared in the man's mind at once.

The female ghost haunting the toilet is a very famous ghost story.

Female ghosts usually hold two colors of toilet paper and ask people whether they want to choose red toilet paper or green paper.

If you choose green toilet paper, you will die in three days.

If you choose red toilet paper, you will die within seven days.

No matter which ending you choose, you will die.

But if you don't choose for a long time, the female ghost will keep forcing you to choose.

Until she has no patience, the female ghost will directly kill you.

"Do you want to choose red toilet paper or green toilet paper?"

A terrifying roar sounded instantly, as low as a female corpse that had lived for thousands of years.

The man screamed in fright, and almost knelt on the ground without squatting firmly.

"Please, I don't want to die. I have a younger brother and an older brother. Big sister, please let me die."

He clasped his hands together and bowed frantically, crying bitterly on his face.

"Do you want red toilet paper or green toilet paper?"

The female ghost still repeated this sentence, asking people to choose a color of toilet paper.

And it was accompanied by a hellishly terrifying bad laugh.

The plot is exactly the same as in the ghost story.

The man's legs went limp, and he managed to avoid falling into the pit by leaning on the wall with his arms.

"No, I won't choose. I don't want red or green. I really don't want to die."

"Didn't you place an order for me to deliver the paper? Why don't you want it?"

Luo Lan spoke very slowly, and the voice that came out was really unique.

It really sounds like a female ghost under the 18th floor of hell.

Onomatopoeia is a really useful skill.

As for the toilet paper in my hand, it was painted with a marker pen bought in a nearby supermarket.