What If My Sister Wants To Attack Me

　　 After dinner, Li Ran helped Ling Zhao set up the camera, pointed it at the keyboard, and specifically asked her not to turn off the camera, so as not to accidentally show her face.

　　 A beautiful female zombie like her is very dangerous if it is targeted by bad guys on the Internet.

　　 After everything was ready, Li Ran turned on the camera and let Ling Lu continue the live broadcast.

　　 In the lower right corner of the live broadcast room, a pair of perfect hands appeared.

On the silver keyboard, a pair of jade hands are quietly placed, the back of the hands are delicate and smooth, the slender and white fingers, and the crystal nails reflect an attractive luster under the light. These hands seem to be carved from mutton fat and white jade. , Is the most perfect artwork in the world.

　　As soon as this hand came out, the live broadcast room immediately boiled, and a large wave of bullets drifted past, filling the screen.

　　 "This is the anchor's hand? Awsl!"

　　 "This is not a hand, this is a peerless piece of art. It should be kept in the museum forever."

　　 "If you lick this hand, you will die in the evening."

　　 "Is the anchor male or female?"

　　 "This kind of hand, whether it's a man or a woman, I can do it!"

　　 "How much is the chicken feet in the lower right corner?"

　　 "Don't run if you say chicken feet, keep your place, and send the missile to your home tonight."

　　……

　　 Seeing the turbulent barrage all over the screen, Li Ran was a little dumbfounded.

　　 He just wanted to prove that Ling Yun didn't open up, but he didn't expect to cause such a big response.

　　 It seems that it doesn't matter whether Ling Yu is on the hook or not, because the audience's attention is shifted to Ling Yu's hands.

Isn't 　　 just a pair of hands? As for such a fuss?

　　 Nowadays, netizens are really getting hungry and thirsty.

　　 But his attention was usually on Ling Yun's picturesque face, but he didn't pay much attention to her hands.

　　 Now looking at her hand alone from the live broadcast room, if you look closely, there is indeed an amazing sense of beauty.

　　 After watching for a while, he seemed to have a taste of the charm of his hands, and some understood the excitement of netizens.

　　 After all, these stinky players in the game area are mostly rough guys. The audience saw this very beautiful pair of hands at first sight. The game is still playing 6 and it is normal to be excited.

　　 The popularity of the live broadcast room soared all the way, and soon broke through a million popularity.

　　 Ling Ling has always been very focused on playing games, and did not pay attention to this. After the game started, the fingers on the keyboard flew up, and his right hand controlled the precise and flexible movement of the mouse.

　　 "What a flexible hand!"

　　 "The game is played well, and the hands look good, I cried."

　　 "The anchor may look better."

　　 "Are there any bosses to give a reward? Let the anchor show his face."

　　 "Send a treasure map when you show your face, I said."

　　 "+1"

　　 "+1"

　　 Soon there will be a high-V barrage, in exchange for a gift, let Ling Ling show his face.

　　Some have already started to give small gifts, and they have been swiping up on the barrage.

　　 Li Ran said to Ling Zhao: "Cut it out, type it and say: The anchor looks ugly, I am embarrassed to show his face to scare everyone."

　　 "But I am not ugly."

　　 "Now I am your boss, just do it if you ask you to do it."

"Oh."

　　 Lingyi was wronged by Baba, and quickly cut the screen and hit a bullet screen: "The anchor is so ugly, I am embarrassed to show up to scare everyone."

　　 The whole process took no more than two seconds, and when he cut back, he killed the opposite mid laner.

　　 This hand speed is so fast...

　　 Li Ran also sent a message from his room management account on his mobile phone: “I hope everyone speaks civilly, pays attention to the anchor’s game technology, looks, etc., are all secondary.”

　　 The bullet screen immediately replied:

　　 "Technology is not important, appearance is important."

　　 "Show your face, show your face, show your face."

　　 "The roommate wants to see what the anchor looks like before he dies, and I hope the anchor will be perfect."

　　 It's impossible to show his face. No matter how the barrage is swiped, Li Ran didn't let Ling Ling show his face.

　　 Game anchor, technology is the most important.

　　 Either game technology, or holistic technology, in short, the appearance is not important.

　　 Li Ran thinks so.

　　 "When playing gun games during the day, remember to turn off the camera." Li Ran said to Ling Zhao.

It is impossible for the world to have two pairs of perfect game-playing hands at the same time. If the camera is always on, the netizens can count how many hairs on her hand can count the eyesight and enthusiasm, absolutely the first. Time will be recognized.

　　 Lingyi nodded obediently, oh.

After 　　, Li Ran stopped paying attention to her live broadcast room and started to check his mobile phone to see if there was any sand sculpture news on the Internet recently.

　　 He was looking enthusiastically, and suddenly a message popped up on WeChat, it was a friend request.

　　 The other person's portrait is a pair of blood-stained hands. The background is black, in sharp contrast with the pale skin of the hands. The red blood on the back of the hands is scattered all over.

　　 The whole picture has only three colors of black, white, and red, which looks weird.

　　 Li Ran couldn't imagine what kind of pervert would use such an avatar.

　　 He refused directly and blacked out the other party without thinking too much. After all, the world is so big and there are many perverts hidden in the crowd.

　　 But within a few minutes, when he was happily watching the Sand Sculpture News, another friend request popped up on QQ.

　　 He was stunned as soon as he looked at the other person's avatar. The black background and blood-stained pale hands were exactly the same as the abnormal avatar he had just added on WeChat.

　　 There is one more note below this time:

　　1000W, sell it to me.

　　 Li Ran turned his head in shock and looked at Ling Zhu who was playing the game. Her flawless hands were flying flexibly.

　　 turned out to be the perversion caused by the live broadcast.

　　 He sat next to Ling Lu, looked at her hand and asked, "Someone wants to buy your hand for 10 million~www.wuxiaspot.com~Do you sell it?"

　　 Ling Ling did not turn his head back: "If you don't sell it, you won't be able to play the game without your hands."

　　 So Li Ran rejected the friend's application and replied with one word:

climb.

　　 Within a few minutes, he received another text message:

　　 I know where your home is.

　　 Li Ran added the other party's number to the blacklist, and sighed that individuals are now streaking on the Internet.

　　 The other party dared to threaten him, thinking he would be afraid?

　　 Just kidding, his family now has a fairy emperor, half a vampire, a zombie, and a monster. With such a luxurious lineup, would you be afraid of the perversion of a lover on the Internet?

　　 He didn't take this matter to heart. After playing with his cell phone for a while, he went back to his room.

　　 Around ten o'clock, Lin Yingjie opened the door and locked the door with her backhand.

　　 Li Ran raised his right hand, and tens of centimeters of spiritual power tentacles spread out from the ends of the five fingers, dangling in the air.

　　 "Are you ready to learn new knowledge?"

　　 Lin Yingjie looked at the tentacles on Li Ran’s fingers, panicking for no reason, but still nodded:

"Um."

　　 Li Ran began to teach Lin Yingjie the practical application of the tentacles of spiritual power. Just as he talked about the key point, a crisp sound of the door handle breaking suddenly came from outside the door.

　　 When Ling Ling opened the door, he felt resistance and twisted the doorknob with a slight effort.

　　 But a mere wooden door can't stop her.

　　 She reached out and pushed on the door, and the door fell.

　　 Li Ran looked at the fallen door and Ling Ling who threw at him, suddenly felt that he was naive.

　　 "I'm so stupid, really, why would I believe that a wooden door can stop a hungry zombie?"

　　 Next time plant a pea shooter at the door.