An eight-year-old college student performs a live broadcast of fortune-telling, and the whole intern

At this moment, Li Wenguo suddenly rushed out.

Several police officers immediately stepped forward to stop him.

Li Wenguo immediately roared.

"Team Leader Wang, my name is Li Wenguo!"

"I'm the blogger who just helped save people from the West End Park homicide!".

"Team Leader Wang, I ask to go in with you! Let the people see the cabinet's hard work and intentions to stop the sale of this community!"

"Let everyone see the risks in this!".

"Now people are scared! But if you can see from the independent video that our police officers are still working so hard, it will also be very beneficial to the prestige of the warning department!".

Wang Yuyao didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Team Leader Wang! I promise! Eighty percent of the proceeds from this live broadcast will be donated to the families of the victims!"

Li Wenguo's roar really made Wang Yuyao think.

She turned back to her subordinates and asked, "Did we come out with our personal equipment?".

"There wasn't time. "

"How long will it take to send someone back to fetch it?".

"As long as there is no traffic jam, an hour is enough. "

Wang Yuyao shook her head, time waits for no one!

She was actually worried that she would die in it like this.

After all, Principal Wang may have died inside.

Perhaps, it would be a good thing to leave a memorial for the family.

It may also be a good thing if it can also generate some of the income to take care of the grieving relatives of the victims who are still in the world.

In a way, it is true that the panicked people at the moment can see the positive image of the warning hall.

Let him follow the live broadcast, maybe it's really a good thing.

It's just that this is against the rules!

She waved her hand and put Li Wenguo in.

Looking at the bloodstained self-media anchor in front of her, Wang Yuyao admired it a little.

"You're not afraid of death?".

"I'm afraid!, but I prefer to get the news!".

"I won't allow you to go in!" Wang Yuyao said loudly.

Then in Li Wenguo's surprised eyes, she whispered: "As for whether you can get in or not, it's not my problem." "

"Understood!".

Li Wenguo knew that she was protecting herself.

If you go in and it's over, no one can tell.

"Don't worry! Whether I die or not, I will donate eighty percent of the proceeds of this live broadcast to the families of those victims. "

Wang Yuyao sneered.

"You seek your own death, don't blame me then. "

Li Wenguo nodded.

Then he took out the camera, put it on, and adjusted it with his team.

About 20 minutes later, the police car drove all the way to the place where the crime occurred, and Li Mubai, who appeared at the place of the crime.

Sa Tianzhen hurried up to meet him.

He was the first to speak: "Senior brother, you are here!".

Li Mubai nodded, with a hint of a smile, and looked at Sa Tianzhen with a kind attitude.

"Senior Brother Sa. "

Sa's innocent excitement disappeared in an instant.

"The old ghost king went inside, but he didn't come out, they looked at it with an airplane, and said that he was lying inside. "

"This miasma is so powerful that I can't get in. "

"I can only invite you to come. "

Li Mubai looked up at the abandoned real estate shrouded in colorful miasma in front of him, thoughtfully.

"Looks like this is a place to raise corpses. "

Sa Tianzhen heard this, and his face was shocked.

"Senior brother, what does this mean, someone is raising corpses in this place?"

Wang Yuyao on the side looked at the child in front of him, and always felt that he was young, how could he pose as a mature, steady, calm and calm adult?

It's really boring.

Children, shouldn't they be innocent and carefree?

However, it's too pretty, isn't it?

My good... Phew!