The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao lowered his head to press Mung Doudou's head and said seriously:

"Doudou, remember, when the time comes, you can hide in the toilet and stay far away from your sister. This bomb can only blow up two or three square meters.

If someone doesn't let you hide and lets you be killed along with your sister, then remember that it was him who killed you.

Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner. My sister will take you to become a ghost together, seek his life, and make him die a miserable death! "

Mung Doudou looked at Tang Jiao with his big black eyes.

He half understood and half didn't understand.

But her sister holds her and will heal her injuries. She is the most powerful.

Under Tang Jiao's firm eyes, the child nodded heavily.

Bai Sheng's face twitched and twisted.

low level.

A person who always prides himself on being elegant and independent from the world is ridiculed as inferior.

He walked back and forth manically in the huge basement, raising his head and waving his hands, "What are you so proud of? Do you really think you won't die?"

"Or do you think he will show up to save you in an emergency? Don't be naive, little girl. I installed a shielding device here. Even if your mobile phone has a location, he can't find it."

"Even if he finds it miraculously, will he be able to come over? After he comes over, will he hold a bomb with you and blow up to death? Hahahaha! Naive!"

Tang Jiao sneered coldly: "Isn't that just what you want? Why are you angry?"

Bai Sheng made a move.

There was silence in the empty basement.

Only the lotus birthday lantern is still saying "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you" as if it were heartless, very cheerful.

At the moment, it sounds ridiculous.

Bai Sheng's face showed twisted hatred, and his tone was erratic and hoarse:

"Birthday? Birthdays are the beginning of suffering..."

As he spoke, he strode over, and in the guarded eyes of Tang Jiao and Mung Doudou, he crushed the lotus lantern with his foot.

Click.

The petals of the lotus were torn apart, and all the simulated candles were broken and extinguished.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you..."

But it still sang the joyful birthday song tirelessly.

Bai Sheng's feet crushed this thing that kept screaming.

Looking down at Mung Doudou, he said with impatience in the coldness: "Kid, turn it off."

Mung Doudou shrank and looked up at Tang Jiao.

Tang Jiao hugged him comfortingly and nodded slightly.

Mung Doudou breathed tightly, timidly moved over and squatted at Bai Sheng's feet.

Seeing him singing happily, I didn't dare to move under my shoes.

Bai Sheng probably always likes to maintain some inexplicable gentleman's elegant and high-end behavior in front of others. When he is not here, he would embarrassedly humiliate the child, lift his legs and move his feet.

All that was left of the lamp was a tattered lotus base. Although the body was disabled and the mind was strong, the volume did not weaken at all.

Mung Doudou took out a finger-long wooden stick from his coat pocket, not much thicker than a toothpick.

He turned the lotus base over and tried to stuff the small wooden stick into a gap, but it was deformed by Bai Sheng's step.

Mung Doudou's breathing suddenly became rapid.

He worked hard with his slightly swollen hands for a while, then raised his head with fear and looked at Bai Sheng, who was extremely tall for him.

"Bad, broken..."

Meaning, it would have been closed originally, but you stepped on it and couldn't close it.

Tang Jiao made this complaint at the wrong time.

It is worthy of being the birthday lotus lantern that was once popular all over the country and is extremely tenacious and frightening.

No matter you step on it, smash it, drop it, flood it or burn it, as long as the earth does not explode, it will continue to sing until the end of time, until the battery is exhausted.

On Xiao Jingchuan's birthday, Tang Jiaotu bought it for fun, which made Pudding almost cover his ears and run away from home.

Finally, it was Xiao Jingchuan who found the closing method on the Internet.

There is a record inside the lotus lantern that makes sound. You can turn it off by picking up the small iron piece next to the record with a small stick such as a toothpick.

"waste."

Bai Sheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he kicked Mung Doudou on the shoulder.

"You're crazy! He's still a kid!"

Tang Jiao quickly stood up to catch Mung Doudou who fell in front of him, raised his head and angrily scolded this fickle lunatic.

Mung Doudou was obviously used to being beaten, so he just curled up without making a sound, for fear of making any noise and making the man angry and hitting him again.

Tang Jiao was extremely angry.

My fingers were so stretched that they turned white, but the anesthesia was still on my body, so I couldn't do anything.

Bai Sheng tilted his head and looked at Tang Jiao, who was extremely angry and helpless, and finally felt better again.

He raised his foot and kicked away the half-broken noisy lotus lantern and walked back to the camera.

"There are still 50 minutes left, the game should officially start."

Tang Jiao immediately looked at his ankle.

49 minutes 48 seconds.

Her heart couldn't stop beating heavily, she turned her head and pursed her lips, staring at Bai Sheng stubbornly.

Bai Sheng smiled evilly and adjusted the viewing range of the camera lens to focus on Tang Jiao's upper body to ensure that the bomb at his feet would not be photographed.

Then press the switch of the camera, and the red light will turn on.

"Remember not to say the wrong thing later, good girl."

The white glove pointed at Tang Jiao's right ankle, picked up the phone and shook it, saying half threatening and half seductively:

"You know what will happen if you say the wrong thing."

He took a few steps forward and walked to the center, facing the camera lens.

Tang Jiao didn't know what else he wanted to do, so he raised his phone and pressed it.

"Dip. Sent successfully."

A female mechanical announcement came from the mobile phone.

"What did you post!"

Tang Jiao's eyes widened and he stood up holding on to the wall.

"Shh-"

Bai Sheng turned his back to Tang Jiao and raised his index finger.

After a while, the mechanical female voice sounded again.

"The visitor entered the live broadcast room saying "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Visitors enter the live broadcast room with blue sky and white clouds."

"Visitor: "I am your father", enter the live broadcast room."

……

live streaming……

He actually started a live broadcast!

Tang Jiao felt cold all over and stared at Bai Sheng's thin back.

Mung Doudou didn't know what was happening. He opened his big eyes and hugged Tang Jiao's legs in fear.

The mechanical female voice that kept announcing the same format of entry notice suddenly changed its content and made no sound after that.

Tang Jiao's face suddenly turned pale.

Xiao Jingchuan.

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1 minutes ago.

At the Jingzhou City Police Station, everyone inside and outside was working with seriousness and urgency.

Suddenly, a message similar to a software notification popped up on everyone's phone.

The title is: "Sacrifice" live broadcast has been started, please enter now.

Someone frowned and clicked in casually, their eyes widening immediately.

"Hey Jingchuan! My cousin has already opened it for me. Is this Tang Jiao's position?! It's just that the marking range is a bit -"

Before Qi Dongyang could finish speaking on his mobile phone, the door of the surveillance room banged open and was knocked open by a round-faced policeman.

He hurried in.