live in jail [interstellar]

Xiao Deng in front of the computer desk reached out and grabbed the last bit of stubborn hair on his forehead, and looked at the screen with a sad face, "Boss, no, this anchor account is all virus, and our background program can't close his account at all!"

The boss, who was smiling happily one second, had the same dejected face as the employees the next second, watching everyone in the room nervously and apprehensively: "Everyone, there must be a competitor making trouble! Our company is really operating legally. ah!!"

"Take it off the shelves. All the apps related to this live streaming app in the app store will be taken off the shelves." The man with the epaulettes quickly changed the order.

In the major app stores, there are countless live streaming apps, and one of them has been removed from the shelves. Only a small number of viewers noticed this situation, and soon the streaming app company also posted an announcement.

The background of the website is temporarily maintained, and it will be put on the shelves again after the system is maintained.

The audience watching Qiao Mobai's live broadcast didn't care about the changes in the unexpected world at all. They just wanted to know whether the anchor in jail could survive today.

In the prison visit room, Qiao Mobai's black eyes turned white. The extreme lack of oxygen caused his hands to fall from the opponent's back uncontrollably, hitting the groin.

The feeling of a hard object colliding made one blink hard, and trembling fingertips reached into the thing in the trousers to grab the last bit of strength, and stabbed it out fiercely and forcefully.

The broken butterfly/butterfly/knife piercing through the trousers slanted into the flesh above.

Qiao Mobai tightly clenched the knife in his hand, warm blood sprayed out along the blade and flowed into his palm, the hands around his neck were loosened, and Qiao Jieming took a few steps back.

He looked down at the bright red patch on his abdomen in disbelief.

The fresh air returned to his body, Qiao Mobai coughed violently, and when his breathing calmed down, he immediately reached out and took out the butterfly/knife in his trousers, held it in the palm of his hand, and rushed towards the one holding his stomach to prepare to escape. Go to the shriveled calf.

"The labor management just gave you face, and you dare to beat the labor management, you really think the labor management has no temper, right?"

Grabbing the guy who was about to run away, Qiao Mobai was so angry that he clenched his fists at his face and beat him until his father couldn't recognize him.

"George Ann, don't forget! I still have the handle on you!" Qiao Jieming covered his face with one hand and the wound on his abdomen with the other, and couldn't believe that this trash dared to beat him.

If he hadn't brought him back by himself, this bastard could only live in a dark rat ditch!

"Hit your uncle!"

Qiao Mobai's eyes were red with anger, Ms. Liu has never moved a finger of him since she was a child, this bastard dared to hit him!

The two scuffled to the back of the door, and the door was slammed by the two of them.

Outside the door, Georgian's parents stood there and heard their son's cry. They looked at each other in a panic, and hurried over, and the two of them worked together to open the closed door.

"Whoa..."

The door of the room was pulled open from the outside. Mother Qiao stood at the door and saw her precious son being beaten into a pig's head. She screamed in fright, and then someone rushed up to pull the person on Qiao Jieming's body away.

Countless hands wanted to pull away the person lying on Qiao Jieming's body. Qiao Mobai looked at the red-eyed robots rushing up with blurred vision, and let go of the muddy person in his hand. His body was pulled away and his back was hit hard on the wall.

All the people went around the muddy person, and Qiao Mobai, who was isolated, watched this scene, stood up straight coldly, and felt disgusted even if he took a second look.

"Georgian!"

Mother Qiao held the bag in her hand, and called to the person who was about to leave with a face full of resentment.

"Uncle Qiao, labor and management will be called Qiao Mobai from today onwards, don't let me see you again, next time I see you I will beat you together!"

Putting down his harsh words, Qiao Mobai went to the elevator door and pressed the elevator to leave.

In the next room, Zeng Dong came out with a cold face, and quickly stood beside him, the two of them looked at the numbers that jumped down in the elevator.

"Next time this kind of rubbish meeting, don't call me anymore, I'm not a fly." Qiao Mobai impatiently stretched out his hand and pressed the elevator button hard to vent his anger.

"What are flies?"

Joe, irritable and sideways, saw every detail of this man's face clearly to make sure it was not a joke, and then said, "The flies don't know, you are so old-fashioned."

Zeng Dong; "..."

In the neglected mobile phone live broadcast room, the audience who hadn't left heard the conversation between the two, and couldn't help discussing it again.

"It's another day of being infatuated with Dongdong, occasionally cute and sometimes aloof."

"Cute fart, the houses here are all under surveillance. Others must have heard the anchor being beaten next door, and they didn't come out to help. It really is a machine, cold-blooded!"

"Just now, I was so worried about the host that I almost died together. The criminal's family is too disgusting."

"Speaking of which, the anchor is really unlucky. If he fails to be a good guide, he will be arrested and thrown into prison, and he will have to worry about it every day."

"That's right, it was said that the criminal lived in the hospital, right? Qiao's parents probably recognized that cheap son, but the anchor wants to replace him, living under all kinds of fear every day."

"The police uncle said before that he would help the anchor. How many days have passed, and nothing has happened. I am a little disappointed."

"I hope the anchor can leave the prison one day sooner. The police uncle can't help it. Is it right to take a rocket to the sky to rescue the anchor? Besides, we don't know which planet the anchor is on. Alas, the more I talk about it, the more worried the anchor is."

"Be careful, reward the anchor ten thousand da da da."

"Be careful, reward the anchor with [-] bazookas."

"Be careful, reward the anchor with [-] be careful, anchor, come on, no matter what the future holds, we will be with you together!"

Qiao Mobai didn't know what was going on in the live broadcast room, so he got on the elevator and quickly left this disgusting place. After 5 minutes, the body of the person who returned to the ground swayed, the big sun shone on his face, and the world in front of him changed. into large apertures one after the other.

"Mo Bai!"

Zhou Quan, who was squatting in the grass, saw that the man finally came back, and ran all the way here.

Hearing his cry, Qiao Mobai blinked vigorously, trying to see what the man running over looked like.

"It's Zhou Quan..."

Before the world became dark, he finally saw what the running man looked like, his tense nerves relaxed, and his body fell down uncontrollably.

The fallen body was caught by Wen Jiuhuai, and Xia Gan, the wild mastiff, also rushed over.

"What happened to him! Zeng Dong, did you hit Mo Bai!"

Zhou Quan was the first to suspect Zeng Dong when he saw the bruised finger prints on Qiao Mobai's neck.

"Qiao Jieming was stabbed a few times by him," Zeng Dong said.

How the injury on the other party's neck came about, everyone present immediately understood.

"The Qiao family is nothing."

Zhou Quan gritted his teeth, and carefully wiped away the blood flowing out of the other party's ears.

Gabori walked unsteadily at the end, and after everyone stood up, he walked into the crowd and looked at the person in Wen Jiu's arms: "Give me the person, it's probably because of a mental attack, I'll take it with you." He goes to therapy."

"This is his spiritual body."

Huang Mastiff took out the mobile phone from Qiao Mobai's coat pocket and handed it to Gabriel with sincere eyes.

The mobile phone that was handed over fell into the palm of Gabori's hand, and the audience in the live broadcast room that was transferred along with it were all stunned.

Everyone held their chins, and their fingers moved up and down on the keyboard for a long time, they just didn't know what kind of comments to type.

I always feel that once I ask certain questions, I will appear extra perverted/perverted.

Don't ask, they will have to accept some new knowledge that this age group probably shouldn't accept.

"I got a zero score on this knowledge point, can I ask for a paper change?" Finally, the first viewer couldn't help but post a comment in the comment area.

"I!! I, I, I, I can give up the exam, okay!!!"

"Everyone really loves to make a fuss, let me come, I will never back down! Gabriel, come at me!"

Because of this incident, the comment area was even more lively than in Cell No. [-].

"Go back first."

Wen Jiuhuai hugged him, Zhou Quan followed him and supported Qiao Mobai's arm, and they sent him back to Room [-] of Prison No. [-].

Qiao Mobai, who was lying on his single bed, only felt a burning pain in his back and a chill in his lower body in his sleep.

"Am I not covered with a quilt?"

Qiao Mobai, who was lying in a dark cloud, tried to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be out of his control. Not only did he not open his eyes after staring for a long time, but it made him mentally exhausted.

"Forget it." Qiao Mobai gave up struggling, and lay on the dark clouds thinking that he must be too tired, and he would open his eyes naturally when he woke up.

In Room [-] of Area [-], five people squatted beside his bed, looking at the sleeping man, "What shall we do next?"

Gabriel was stared at by four pairs of eyes. The phone had been in his hand since just now, face up, and the comments in the lower left corner were scrolling crazily.

Since entering the prison, Gabriel, who has been praised by the prisoners, has recently cured the prisoners very well. He thought about how he would spend the next half of his life.

During this half of his life, there was never a day when he needed to think about how to heal a palm-sized spiritual body.

Gabriel's blue eyes drifted between the phone and the unconscious man on the bed.

"If you can't cure it, go out."

Wen Jiuhuai got up, went to the sink to turn on the faucet, wet the towel and lifted it up, came back and stood by the bed, and spread the towel evenly over Qiao Mobai's face.

Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, "The last time I lived here, he said that when he couldn't wake up, he would wake up as long as he did this."

The dripping towel covered Qiao Mobai's face, and the cold tap water flowed down his face, and soon the pillow was also wet. Five pairs of eyes watched this scene expectantly.

"Hahahahahaha, I can't do it!"

"I'm going crazy! What's going on with the interstellar people!"

"Hahahahaha, my head is already laughing hahahahaha~"

"In the middle of beating the ground frantically, the boss I laughed at has rushed out of the office to beat me up!"

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