Phew~~!

The strong wind blew over my feet, making my ankles feel cold.

The already dim light all around suddenly weakened a bit. The illumination range of Pan Anda's flashlight was directly reduced to less than three meters, and visibility was almost non-existent!

Under the lens of Brother Cemetery’s live broadcast equipment, the atmosphere of the scene was instantly in place.

Countless viewers who watched the live broadcast finally realized that this was definitely no ordinary special effect.

The barrage changed their words one after another.

"Damn it! Don't come over here!"

"What was that thing screaming just now?"

"You actually spent money to hire a phantom? Brother Graveyard spent a lot of money today!"

"Miss!" At Liu Yifei's house, three king demon hunters who were dressed exactly like the graveyard brother rushed into the room and saw Liu Yifei still sitting upright drinking tea, holding dumplings in his arms, leisurely.

The three bodyguards finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The leading female witcher discovered that the problem was coming from the video screen, and immediately walked up quickly to turn off the video screen.

But Liu Yifei said calmly, "No, it's on."

"Ah? Isn't it safe..." the female witcher said in confusion, "Miss, listen to the sound, this monster may be mentally attacking."

"Don't be afraid, just stick a few mysterious talismans on it." Liu Yifei looked at Zhao Jiuzhou on the screen calmly, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I want to see how this person will be killed by monsters later."

The female demon hunter glanced at the three people on the screen and thought Liu Yifei was talking about the anchor "The King will take you to visit the cemetery". She nodded and said: "Okay, this person has ruined the dignity of our demon hunters all day long.

He should have died long ago."

As he spoke, he took out a few mysterious talismans from his arms, injected spiritual power into them and flicked them. Several mysterious talismans immediately shot out at a speed that violated the laws of physics, and stuck firmly to the upper right corner of the screen.

The other two bodyguards followed suit and made arrangements in several corners of the room.

Obviously, all three of them are magicians.

Although they are scorned by society, the truly capable mysticism masters will never go without food. On the contrary, because the number is reduced, their treatment will actually be improved. Therefore, ordinary people have no brains to oppose mysticism, which is not called it at all.

thing.

After all, ordinary people cannot afford to hire a mystic master...

"Don't panic! I, Wu Heming, will never disappoint my audience!" With the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people around the world focused on, Liu Yifei's personal bodyguard had just finished speaking, the graveyard brother suddenly roared, and then said quickly,

"Dear viewers, you have now seen that we were accidentally trapped in this factory. The exit of the factory has been sealed by the monster's barrier. Now I am about to form a team with these two passers-by who met by chance.

I will form the head of the temporary demon hunting team..."

"Shut up!" Pan Anda interrupted Brother Fendi's chatter and directly took over Brother Fendi's right to speak, "Zhao Jiuzhou, do as I taught you yesterday and start working!"

"Okay." Zhao Jiuzhou was still very reliable at critical moments. He closed his eyes slightly, then quickly opened them again. With his own white inspiration, he could see it extending infinitely forward.

The power of inspiration replaces the perception of the five senses. Everywhere it penetrates, you can clearly "see" every detail in the factory, including broken floor tiles, rusty scrapped machinery, and various obstacles scattered on the ground.

There were no more spider webs where spiders lived. Even in a certain corner, Zhao Jiuzhou "saw" the monster that had been hiding behind the box.

Judging from the form, it should be a common first-level phantom called Goblin.

One shot to the head will kill you...

"Wow, what a powerful inspiration."

"Really or not? Which master is this?"

"Could it be that the World Cup substitute came here to blow up the fish pond?"

The audience, who had just been startled by the monster's roar, now thought that there was an expert in charge, and couldn't help but start chirping.

"Not bad." Beside Liu Yifei, her personal bodyguard could not help but praise.

Liu Yifei raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

As long as a man has the ability, if he wants to roll around in a girl's arms, the girl is actually willing to do so.

It mainly depends on how powerful this ability is, and how powerful it is to make the girl willing. Liu Yifei is not surprised by masters, but it is true that there are not many people with strong inspiration like Zhao Jiuzhou who can make "perception" materialize.

For this reason, Liu Yifei could forgive Zhao Jiuzhou's disrespectful words just now.

But there is still a long way to go to completely forgive...

"Oh, yes!"

In the luxurious suite of the Marriott Residence, Xu Zhen happened to open the graveyard brother's live broadcast room at the prompt of a friend. Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man who was famous all over the world and was known as the world's number one telekinesis master.

Wei Guanshan smiled and praised: "Xiao Xu, he is better than you! If you had this kind of perception the day before yesterday, how could you be eliminated?"

"Oh, stop talking, you're careless..." Xu Zhen looked helpless and smiled bitterly, and turned to ask the old servant beside him, "Uncle Wen, go check this person's information and ask him if he is willing to come back to the southeast with us.

State, I will find him a good job."

"Okay." Uncle Wen smiled.

The young master is so kind. When he sees any talent, he can't help but want to take it home. He doesn't care about knitting. He can't just give it casually. Anyway, he only needs to make the pie look beautiful. In recent years, he has been

The number of men and women he deceived back, ranging from thousands to hundreds, were all high-quality talents. They made considerable contributions to the development of Southeast Prefecture.

"Hey! What are you doing! What are you doing!?"

Inside the factory, Brother Cemetery suddenly shouted anxiously, interrupting Zhao Jiuzhou's investigation, "What is your position? What kind of psychic data are you using yourself as an intelligence officer? Have you asked my captain?"

Zhao Jiuzhou and Pan Anda turned to look at this guy, but ignored him.

Pan Anda ignored the king and asked Zhao Jiuzhou: "What did you see?"

"Over there, at eight o'clock." Zhao Jiuzhou pointed in the distance, "There is a Goblin about ninety meters away."

"good!"

Pan Anda immediately took out several parts from his body, quickly assembled it into a sniper rifle, and aimed the laser ahead.

Zhao Jiuzhou looked at the red dot and commanded seriously: "Left, go a little further to the left, go five more degrees, and shoot!"

Bang!

Pan Anda immediately pressed the trigger. In Zhao Jiuzhou's "sight", the bullet penetrated the wooden box and hit the head of the goblin hiding behind the wooden box. The goblin's brain exploded instantly and he fell back.

He was stuck between the box and the wall, unable to move again.

"I hit it." Zhao Jiuzhou felt a little relieved, "Fuck, it turns out it's that simple!"

"Holy crap! Is it true?"

"This pussy is pretty good at pretending!"

"This gun is so cool!"

The grandfathers in the audience of Brother Cemetery began to marvel again, completely forgetting that the three of Zhao Jiuzhou were still in danger.

But now the graveyard brother couldn't keep it off his face.

What is dangerous? Is there anything in this world that is more dangerous than having your job robbed?

"You can't do this! You two are amateurs!" Brother Cemetery jumped to his feet, quite excited to regain the initiative of the anchor, "What kind of environment is this now? Do you know that if you don't obey the command, people will die?!"

"

"Who the hell are you?" Zhao Jiuzhou, who had never watched live broadcasts, was completely stunned and could not recognize the anchor in front of him who claimed to have millions of fans but was still considered a celebrity. His face was full of disdain, and he almost started talking when he opened his mouth.

Ask the other person, "Which unit are you from?"

"I..." After failing to enter school, Brother Cemeterie, who was determined to "start his own business", was hit hard on the spot.

Behind the camera, hundreds of thousands of spectators laughed together.

"Hahahaha... Which unit is it from? Damn you! This is such a stupid question!"

"555, my graveyard brother has not had social security for many years..."

"Why are Brother Cemetery's eyes filled with tears? Because he has no unit."

"What are you? You tell me!" Zhao Jiuzhou straightened his back, held his head high, and was filled with the glory of being a regular employee in the system (although he had only been a regular employee for a day) in front of Brother Cemetery, "Which unit do you belong to?"

Brother Cemetery finally got anxious and yelled: "I don't have a unit! No! Are you satisfied?!"

"Wow... I lost control of my emotions."

"He's anxious! He's anxious!"

"Brother Graveyard, don't panic! Our unit is still hiring temporary workers! You are the king of demon hunters, you can definitely do it!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room unscrupulously poured salt on Brother Cemetery's wounds.

The atmosphere of a Level 4 Wraith Spirit hiding in the factory was instantly diluted to the point of being boiled water.

Over at the headquarters of the Shejihui Garrison Hall, the big boss who had just turned on the video screen to the graveyard brother's live broadcast room was also confused when he saw this.

What's going on?

The fourth-level resentful spirit manifested and the city was about to be sealed off. The scene was actually so joyful.

Why are the main World Cup players gathering together in the factory to play?
To be continued...