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

"Brother Zhan! Dongyang! Look at this!"

He came back with a cold sweat on his face, holding up his mobile phone, and handed the screen to Zhan Hao and Qi Dongyang to see.

The picture shows a very empty cement blank space.

In the center of the camera, a thin and pale man wearing black clothes stood quietly.

"Bai Sheng!"

Qi Dongyang screamed.

Several policemen in the house came over.

The round-faced policeman said nervously:

"We all just received this pop-up message on our mobile phones. When we came in, we were in this live broadcast room. He stood silent the whole time and only the audience came in to play the announcement."

Zhan Hao stared solemnly and immediately took out his mobile phone. He also saw this notification and clicked on it, "Notify the Internet Police to follow it immediately!"

"Yes!"

The round-faced policeman ran away in a hurry again.

Qi Dongyang's face turned extremely ugly. He glanced at the cell phone that was still on the call, "Jingchuan——"

"Well, I'm in."

As soon as Xiao Jingchuan's cold voice finished, the content of the mechanical broadcast on Zhan Hao's mobile phone changed.

"The special guest has entered the live broadcast room."

And after that, the broadcast stopped.

Bai Sheng, who had been standing expressionless like a sculpture, suddenly looked straight at the camera and smiled elegantly.

"Welcome to Bai's live broadcast room."

He slowly raised his hands as if he were standing on the stage of a drama.

The hoarse and weird sound made everyone who entered the live broadcast room feel intuitively uncomfortable.

"We meet again, my friend."

"Five years ago, you directly rejected the gifts I painstakingly collected."

"I have been thinking about it for a long time. This gift will be unforgettable for you."

As he spoke, he took a step sideways and stretched his arms back in a show-off manner.

The person in the camera is clearly Tang Jiao!

And a child!

In the police station, all the police officers looked extremely sad.

Provocative, outright provocative.

Tang Jiao stood frozen against the cold concrete wall, his eyes fell on the dark lens, and he quickly looked away with a sullen face.

He put one hand on Mung Doudou's shoulder at his feet, and his fingers were so hard that it almost hurt.

The child kept silent and held Tang Jiao's thigh tightly with both hands.

He lowered his head and stared directly at the flashing red screen at Tang Jiao's feet.

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The entire basement echoed with Bai Sheng's excited, high-pitched, hoarse "speech" and the background sound of the joyful electronic singing of "Happy Birthday to You."

All this was displayed in real time on the screen of the live broadcast room through the lens of the camera, which was extremely weird.

Let the number of viewers displayed in the upper right corner skyrocket.

"This gift, I call it a sacrifice."

Bai Shengwu took a selfie and clapped his hands, staring excitedly at the camera, as if he was talking to someone.

"A great love sacrifice, do you like it?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to congratulate you on your happy wedding first. It's so enviable——"

Bai Sheng faced the camera and pointed his arm at Tang Jiao.

"Congratulations to your newlywed wife for choosing the former between your future and her own life. It's really touching..."

"Bai Sheng!"

Tang Jiao couldn't bear it and stopped him loudly, gritting his teeth to the extreme.

Bai Sheng turned around and glanced at Tang Jiao.

The pleasure on the face is getting bigger and bigger, and the thin lips are involved in a perverted and terrifying arc.

He looked at the camera again and said calmly:

"Some people have too many temptations, and they are never able to walk willingly on their destined path. As a guide, I should do this."

"Tonight, she will die in front of you as a sacrifice for you to find your 'true self'."

Bai Sheng stretched out his hands and called to the sky:

"Come to hell! Hahahahaha!"

Crazy laughter echoed in the empty basement.

Like a terminally ill cultist.

In the online live broadcast room, thousands of barrages passed by quickly.

"Fuck! What kind of lunacy is this!"

"Live broadcasters, do they pretend to be too fake? Hype, or performance art?"

"Did your family members all receive push links?"

"Hey, sightseeing card."

"The host lady is so pretty! Why are there such dirty children?"

"Who is this talking about? Is there anyone out there?"

"You are arrogant and arrogant to open up a new channel for live streaming. The online knifeman has offended the Internet police. The life and death of your account is uncertain."

"Awesome! I think it's true. All my friends have received it. Just because this live broadcast hasn't been banned, there's something in it."

"Can you see me? Why can't I post my comments, family members!"

"QQ Star, did you use a sensitive word? Did you say Shark Man?"

Bai Sheng retracted his hand in a relaxed mood and turned to look at Tang Jiao.

He rubbed the edge of his white gloves with his fingertips, took two steps with interest, and asked:

"How about it, do you regret it?"

"Your choice is to let him watch you die with his own eyes."

The little red light in front of the camera stays on.

Tang Jiao was breathing rapidly and clenched his nails into his palms, using the stinging pain of flesh and blood to force himself to stay calm.

She knew it all.

No matter how she chooses, Bai Sheng's purpose is to drive Xiao Jingchuan crazy.

She chose to protect herself.

Xiao Jingchuan will fully experience the betrayal of his lover, being criticized and feared by people all over the world, his career will collapse, and he will have nothing.

Even if everything is explained clearly, the bloody cruelty deliberately highlighted in those pictures and videos will be deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

She chose to keep Xiao Jingchuan's secret and start a bomb countdown.

Bai Sheng would let Xiao Jingchuan watch her die with his own eyes, causing him to completely collapse and live in guilt and pain for the rest of his life.

Even no matter what she chooses, it will be easy for Bai Sheng to kill her in this place where she doesn't know where she is.

He has gone completely insane.

Is Tang Jiao afraid?

Afraid, how could I not be afraid!

But she couldn't show it, she couldn't let herself and Xiao Jingchuan lose to this kind of person's calculations.

Even if she dies in the end, she must first tear off a layer of skin from such a person.

Let his ugliness and jealousy be seen at a glance, and he will be completely defeated!

Tang Jiao's palms were numb with pain, and blood dripped drop by drop along the clenched fingers, swimming into the gray cement floor, and was absorbed in an instant.

"You are pitiful."

"what?"

Tang Jiao looked at him coldly: "I say, you are so pitiful."

The smile on Bai Sheng's face paused, "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you asking why and what he has that deserves others to follow him?"

A smile appeared on Tang Jiao's face, which was white from the cold.

For the first time, she looked directly at the camera without hiding. Her eyes were gentle but firm.

"There will be so many people who love him because he deserves it."

"He has a family, a lover, friends and brothers. Everyone likes him and loves him because he deserves it. He is a wonderful, wonderful person."

After Tang Jiao finished speaking, his eyes turned cold, and he turned to Bai Sheng, who couldn't control his jealous expression, with a look of contempt.