When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling also attracted the attention of other people present.

Qian Ling was born beautiful.

Usually, he is clean, like a young master, but he has never looked like this.

Others feel embarrassed when they get wet in the rain, but it feels completely opposite to Qian Ling.

The thick and curly eyelashes are covered with small drops of water. He breathes with his rosy mouth half-opened, bowing his waist, and the white air he exhales slowly dissipates in the air.

The cloth, which was wet from the heavy rain, was tightly attached to the skin, vaguely outlining his figure, and the white background under the cloth was like fine porcelain.

Like the bouquet of pure white roses in his hand.

If the strength of the opponent is far apart, the person who has the upper hand in this environment will have the instinct to tease the prey.

The boy didn't feel ashamed at all for choosing a partner who was much weaker than himself. Instead, he was complacent and approached Qianling slowly with his shoulders slumped.

"I can't run anymore? If you don't act like a baby, I'll let you go. How about it?"

The rain blurred his vision.

There was only a distance of more than one meter between the two.

Qian Ling gambled all her strength and pounced forward.

He pounced fiercely, but the other party seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and gently turned to the side to give way, and Qian Ling, whose legs and feet were already weak, lost his center of gravity.

Before falling, Qian Ling subconsciously wanted to protect his head, and then he was pulled back by a force, preventing him from falling on the lawn full of stagnant water.

Qian Ling fell into a very reliable embrace.

Dry and chilly.

Shen Linchuan's eyes were cold and calm. He held Qian Ling's wrist and squeezed it a little harder. Qian Ling regained consciousness from the pain.

"Listen to me," he lowered his voice, "Pay attention to this nursery rhyme, he needs to return to his place after singing, and I will help you block him."

"What you have to do is make sure you are standing near the empty space."

Although he heard the other party's words clearly, some of them still didn't come to their senses.

"The song is about to stop."

Qian Ling has no time to be dazed now.

He got up in a hurry, Qian Ling was covered in water, and Shen Linchuan was covered with water.

"I just fell down? So please beg me, I'm easy to talk to, if I fall on your pretty face, my brother will feel bad."

The other party took the trouble to say some provocative words.

Qian Ling showed a shy expression on the surface, but she was secretly paying attention to the positions of the two and the progress of the song.

Qianling moved forward step by step,

"If you lose, remember not to cry. It will be ugly."

"Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief... hurry, catch him, catch him, catch him, catch him, catch him."

The song has finished playing.

The man seemed to have heard some joke, and the corners of his mouth deepened presumptuously, "Hahaha, baby, what are you talking about. How could I——I'll go!"

The boy fell to the ground in embarrassment, with a distorted and painful expression, and a lot of blood gushed out from his ankle

He turned his head, and there was a knife in Shen Linchuan's hand.

The knife was stained with blood.

He was actually overshadowed by a person he never looked up to, and his anger and shame rose to the peak for a while.

But he has no time for revenge now.

The boy tried his best to stretch out his hand, and moved his body forward, only a few tens of centimeters away from his empty seat.

At this moment, a cold and soft hand rested lightly on his shoulder, speaking the most terrifying words in a soft voice——

"I caught you."

The boy's pupils constricted immediately, his face flushed and he stared at Shen Linchuan, "It was him, it was him that I lost, this game doesn't count."

There was another tooth-piercing piercing sound from the speakers on the rostrum.

"This round is over."

"Du Kangping, let's take a look at your punishment."

An old figure slowly came out from behind the rain curtain, his face was a little bit clearer, and the boy lying on the ground suddenly shouted excitedly, "Smelly old man, what are you doing here?"

"It seems you still remember him.

A year ago, you lured his underage daughter into bed, resulting in pregnancy. The young girl chose to end her life.And not only did you not receive any punishment, but you often used it as a talking point to show off everywhere. "

Boys are not convinced.

"His daughter is a biao. People outside want me to take a fancy to them. I bought so many things for her. Why doesn't she get them for me? His daughter hanged herself, so what does it have to do with me?" ?!"

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"You came here to ask for money. It's really annoying. You say the number. This is the last time. Get the money and get out."

The middle-aged man clenched his fists and stared at the boy on the ground, wishing he could eat his flesh, drink his blood, cramp his tendons, and blow his bones to ashes!

The middle-aged man took out a bundle of hemp rope from behind, approached step by step, and said in a serious tone, "No. I'm not here to ask for money, I'm here to kill you."

Vile laughter came from the speaker, "Repent for the sins you have committed."

"no no."

The boy crawled forward in a panic, his fingernails were full of dirty dirt from the lawn, he moved forward little by little, "Let me go, you can do whatever you want."

"Too late."

The middle-aged man put the rope around the boy's neck and exerted all his strength.

The boy struggled violently, his eyes protruding.

"I will never forgive you, you are a scum, poor my daughter but never come back."

Time passed little by little.

The sound of the rain around seemed to be getting louder. Everyone lowered their heads and did not make a sound. In the deadly silence, the boy choked.

The middle-aged man who was like a murderous god just now lost his strength in an instant and fell to the ground. The rain had already wet his half-worn clothes, and he covered his face and cried bitterly like a child.

"Niu Niu, I will avenge you..."

The raindrops hadn't fallen on him for a long time, the middle-aged man raised his head in a daze, and in front of him was a young man who was so handsome that he didn't really exist, holding an umbrella.

Qian Ling held a bouquet of pure white roses in his arms, and he took out one of the most beautiful roses and handed it over.

"Take this news to your daughter, I think she will like the flowers."

The middle-aged man looked at him blankly.

Qian Ling knelt down, put the white rose into his palm, and when he turned to leave, the middle-aged man suddenly said, "Thank you."

"I killed someone, I will turn myself in, I don't want Niuniu to see his father and become that kind of scum."

Qianling suddenly felt a soreness at the tip of his nose, he pressed his lips hard, and his eyes still turned red quietly.

The thin and desolate middle-aged man held the flower, turned around and approached the rain curtain, his figure gradually disappeared.

In addition to the smell of mud in the air, there is also the smell of blood washed by the rain.

At this time, the speaker rang again.

"The punishment is over."

"If you don't want to die, just play the game well. After all, you have done so many bad things. There should be many people who want you to die."

The surrounding atmosphere became more silent.

Among them, a few boys who usually do all kinds of crimes are pale, but their bodies are obviously strong, but they are trembling.

Relying on the power of their family, they usually did too many stupid things to count.

"Okay, let's start the game again."

The sweet nursery rhyme sounded again on the stereo, and it fell on everyone's ears like a nightmare that could not be shaken off.

Qianling held the bouquet of flowers and walked around the circle aimlessly.

He didn't know who to give the flowers to.

Almost all the physical strength and energy were consumed just now, and the clothes were already soaked. No matter who was present, he had a better chance of winning than him.

The other people present were also very aware of this, so compared to the sense of oppression in the previous round, everyone's reaction this time was obviously more relaxed.

The raindrops are cool.

The wet clothes were sticking to his body, and every step he took felt like stepping in water.

"Shallow Spirit."

A voice suddenly stopped him, "Put the flowers here. I won't chase you."

Qian Ling's footsteps paused.

"Anyway, I said I would protect you." Ji Jiayu stretched out his hand to him, "Come on, give it to me."

Qian Ling tightly held Hua's hand.

"Do not……"

Although I don't know the punishment for not being able to catch someone, it is very likely that it will not be so comfortable, otherwise this game will be difficult to continue.

"I want to do it myself."

Qian Ling closed his eyes, gave the chance to fate, walked around the circle, and stopped after the singing was over.

Qian Ling opened his eyes.

He stood behind Shen Linchuan.

Qianling: "..."

This was something he never imagined.

Qian Ling was about to pick up the bouquet of flowers again, but Shen Linchuan picked up the flowers one step ahead of him, stood up, and the black umbrella fell into the circle.

"Are you still running?"

Qian Ling took a step back.

Stepping into a small pool of muddy water, the clean uppers were stained.

Shen Linchuan approached slowly, and the rain wetted his black-rimmed glasses. He simply reached out and took off the glasses, revealing a pair of eyes that were cooler than the rain, "Only one of us can survive."

"You can't outrun me."

Qian Ling's eyelashes trembled, drops of water fell on his cheeks, and his fair and delicate skin showed through the thin school uniform. He said, "I know, so I have no intention of leaving."

Shen Linchuan helped him just now, even if he paid off the debt, he just couldn't complete the copy this time.

"Den."

Shen Linchuan threw the knife just now on the ground, right in front of Qianling's feet.

"I'll give you a chance to come back."

"You can pick it up and attack me."

Qian Ling looked at the blood-stained dagger, and his nerves, which had been dulled by the rain, reacted for a few seconds before he understood Shen Linchuan's meaning.

"I won't take it."

"If you want to lose from the beginning, it's actually quite acceptable to lose in your hands." Qian Ling smiled, showing her neat little white teeth, "After all, you are really good."

"Whether it is academics or sports, he is very good, and every time I don't understand, although he has a cold face, he often helps me,"

"So, I've always known,"

"Behind your indifference, you have always been kind, but you are afraid of being hurt again, so you hide him."

Shen Linchuan looked at him quietly.

Qian Ling didn't know what he was talking about, he just wanted to say, "Even if there will be rainy days, there will be sun after the rainy days."