The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

As soon as I was about to get up, I suddenly felt that the football was inexplicably heavy. The reporter was a little stunned. He didn't expect that this little football was actually rooted out and couldn't hold it.

In the end, after gritted his teeth, he picked up the ball. The reporter smiled triumphantly, and held the football to his eyes to examine it carefully.

Suddenly, he was slightly startled when he heard the ticking sound. When I was wondering where the water came from, I noticed that my feet were a bit cold, as if there was water.

Touching the football again, he found that the football was leaking, and his hands were a little wet. After a closer touch, he found that the place where he was pressing was cracked.

"Damn! I said why it is so heavy!" The reporter cursed in a low voice, spinning the ball, wanting to see what happened to the seam, how it cracked, and the ball was so full and hard to the touch. .

Biting the flashlight in his mouth, the reporter turned the ball over.

I saw that the whole ball was **** after a short while, and blood continued to gush from the cracked seam. The smell of blood grew stronger, and the reporter's hands trembled slightly, but he still bit the flashlight on his mouth and stretched out his hand to scratch the seam.

This must be the cause of Lin Niansi's injury, he wants to get the exclusive! Thinking of this, his eyes were full of madness, and without hesitation, both hands swept in the opposite direction, revealing the contents inside.

Gala

He pulled the seam a bit bigger, and he moved the flashlight down and aimed it at the opening.

A pair of blood-red eyes met his eyes.

It seemed that something had pinned him in place. He couldn't move. A wave of cold air spread all over his body from the soles of his feet. His hands seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but his eyes were trying to move and couldn't move them. He was just stunned and the pair of blood red. Staring at each other.

Those eyes blinked suddenly, and the reporter finally recovered and threw the ball away after a scream. The flashlight in his mouth rolled to the ground because of his scream, and he didn't have time to pick it up, and ran back like crazy.

The wind was gusting, and the sound of the wind was crying, wailing miserably.

Woo-Da-Woo-Da-

A strange sound suddenly sounded, and the reporter dared not turn his head, and ran out desperately, still screaming in his mouth. However, no matter how he called, the security guard was sleeping soundly like a sleeping pill, while the reporter was still in the football field no matter how he ran.

Chatty--

The sound was getting closer, and the reporter looked back in horror and saw the football constantly rolling towards him. With a slight slap, the football hit his leg.

The reporter stopped and bowed his head stiffly.

This look almost frightened him. What appeared in the slit was not a pair of blood-red eyes, but a mouthful of blood!

Quack--

He seemed to hear a cracking sound and turned his head stiffly. Only then did he find that the mouth inside the football bit his ankle and the pain gradually dispersed. He finally recovered and tried to throw the football away.

However, the football is getting tighter.

Sizzle

What was the sound of being ripped apart? He was wearing shorts today, not pants. Suddenly a large piece of meat was missing on the ankle, revealing the pale bones inside, and the bright red blood figure reacted, constantly pouring out.

"Help! Help!" the reporter yelled desperately and ran again.

"Hehehehe..." The laughter came from the football, "Run...you run..."

As if a cat catching a mouse, the football started chasing behind the reporter again.

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***

Zheng Quzhi wanted to throw the alarm clock when he was woken up by the alarm clock, but he finally got out of bed cursingly. Today I don’t know whether to go to the studio or not. Director Fan didn’t say yesterday and no one asked, so I don’t know today What to do.

We didn't see Wei Yan in the room either, and Zheng Qu started to worry about Wei Yan again when he was angry enough.

One night later, he was not sure whether Wei Yan was angry. In fact, it was just a small thing in his eyes, but it was strange that Wei Yan liked to be angry about these small things.

"Hey." Unable to hold his forehead, he whispered: "I don't know how miserable his wife will be in the future. I have to coax both ends for three days."

"Qu Zhi! Qu Zhi!" Suddenly someone outside was smashing the door.

Zheng Quzhi scratched his head and went to open the door. He saw Lian Liankan standing outside the door anxiously. When he saw him opening the door, he closed the door hurriedly and said in a hurry, "Something happened!"

"What's the matter? Lin Niansi's legs are going to be scrapped?" Zheng Quzhi didn't feel anything.

"It's dead!" Lian Liankan glared at him.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi was completely stunned, his face was full of disbelief, and his voice trembled: "Lin Niansi died? Because of the inexplicable wound yesterday?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten up by Lian Liankan. Lian Liankan hated iron and steel and cursed: "You **** hope that others are not good! If you are heard by his brain-dead fan, you won't be black to death! "

"Then who died?" Zheng Quzhi gave a light cough and looked up at the ceiling.

"A reporter." Speaking of this, even Lian Kan felt sore in his head. This matter was so unlucky that they were really unlucky. They finally picked up a movie, and there were so many things happening both big and small.

reporter? ? ?

Thinking about reporters he didn't know well, Zheng Quzhi let go of his heart, walked out, and said casually, "It's none of our business. Walk around and have breakfast."

"Don't go out first!" Lian Liankan hurriedly pulled him, and finally said the most important point. "The reporter was on our set. The whole football field was full of blood and pieces of meat. Don't mention how disgusting. Now the police are here to investigate. You will go out later."

"Meat pieces?" Zheng Quzhi choked his breath, "Is there still a **** head?"

"Yes." Lian Kan nodded, and said earnestly: "This is a very evil thing, and the monitoring there is somehow broken. I don't think it is possible to say that there is something dirty, otherwise how could the meat be so broken, I heard that There is still a security guard there, and the security guard did not hear anything. You said it was a wicked one? So leave it alone. Didn't you mean that you are that kind of yin spirit?"

Zheng Quzhi sighed, how many people are dead? Even if he doesn't care, won't Wei Yan take care of it? It's no different from him taking care of it, but he is still very honest on the surface: "I know, I won't take care of it."

After thinking about it for a while, he hurriedly asked again: "Where is Fu Yun? Didn't see him so early in the morning?"

Will he leave him to investigate the case himself?

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened, and Wei Yan carried a bag of soy milk and walked in early.

His face became as beautiful as that of the brother next door, Lian Liankan laughed, snatched a bun from him, and smiled: "This assistant is really competent. Where can I buy the bun? Hungry!"