In Wang Qiang's dazzling eyes, the Taoist priest's bottle of white wine finally drank, and then faced with another kick from the flowery face. This time, the Taoist priest did not block it, but dragged it, hugged it, threw it out of the window, and threw it out of the window!

I'll just go! At this moment, Wang Qiang could not imagine that he could really see such a dreamy action in reality. Hearing the screams from downstairs, the entire live broadcast room was even more uproar: "Brother Qiang, what floor are you?" "Will the actor fall to death?"

At this time, more than a dozen faces rushed up downstairs and rushed towards Wang Qiang. Wang Qiang was a little confused: "It's the first floor!"

Wang Qiang was hesitating whether he wanted to take action too? The problem is...

But after thinking too much, the Taoist priest rushed over with alcohol and pushed the first person who rushed in. The 100-pound body and the Taoist priest's thrust force suddenly overwhelmed two people behind, and then rushed up. The Taoist priest threw him out and smashed the three people who fell on the ground. In an instant, a pile of human flesh was piled out like an American football, and then the pile of human flesh rolled down the stairs like a thrust!

At this moment, the boss and the waiter were still completely confused and couldn't help but ask Wang Qiang in a trembling voice: "This boss, is this... going to call 110?"

Wang Qiang laughed in surprise: "You are the boss, do you want to fight if you want?"

The boss was a little confused: "I think they are Taoist Zhu's friends. Are you acting in a show? You are all wearing costumes."

Su Su laughed: "How can the big anchor be called acting?"

Seeing the beautiful customer laughing so happily and calmly, the boss finally came to his senses: "Then, then let's be the audience?"

At this time, Wang Qiang and Su Su were chasing the first floor door all the way. Dozens or hundreds of people at the door began to push and attack the Taoist priest like a tide, but the Taoist priest completely let himself go and stepped on the plum blossom stakes on the heads of the crowd. This kind of scene that only appeared in Hong Kong movies shocked Wang Qiang to be unspeakable!

Su Su screamed even more excitedly: "The various dears in the live broadcast room are not movies, this is not rehearsals. This is the Taoist priest who just blew four bottles of wine and was playing with Tiyunzong. Why don't you give me a reward for all kinds of dears?"

Wang Qiang came to his senses and shouted wildly: "All kinds of kisses! Did you hear it? Crack sound! This is not a sound effect, this is not a recording, this is the sound of the Taoist priest stepping on their bones, there is no protective measures! This is the - play - real -"

At this moment, the live broadcast room had already exceeded one million people, and Wang Qiang finally returned to the peak state of the game anchor. Wang Qiang was so moved that he burst into tears!

Finally, the sirens sounded on the street. Although the boss did not call the police, the gathering of so many people still attracted the attention of the local police. The beautiful faces present immediately shouted in unison: "Good man, please spare me!" Then, immediately, the support of the support instantly scattered and disappeared into the night market street.

It ended like this? Wang Qiang was still unsatisfied, but their neat withdrawal still surprised Wang Qiang. This was an amazing organization. If it weren't for the Taoist priest here, with his own 40 kilograms of strength, it would be useless even if there were ten evil people to possess him.

The following thing is of course the police came over and asked: "What's going on?" "Are you acting?" "Are you an illegal club?" "Is anyone injured?"

The answer is: "I don't know!" "I don't know!" "I really don't know!" "I didn't even fall one of the bowls, no one was injured..."

To be honest, Wang Qiang really wants to report them all to the police uncle, but according to Su Su's meaning, he obviously doesn't want to make trouble to this level. Well, as long as the live broadcast is opened, as long as it can maintain millions of popularity for a long time, as long as it does not hurt the innocent, and act whatever you want, everyone thinks it's enough.

Then Wang Qiang's cell phone rang again, and the owner of the live broadcast station: "Brother Qiang, it's so wonderful! This is the script you planned? Is the thief played really? Is this Taoist really your senior brother?"

Wang Qiang said perfunctorily: "Boss, you can say something else, but the Taoist master's wine skill is the conscience of heaven and earth, not a magic trick..."

"Stop coming, I suspect that drinking is a magic trick, and I said, "Is there a fish tank hidden in my clothes and the wine is poured into the fish tank?"

"Damn it! The boss will come to Wudang Mountain to try it out in person. You are a abandoned house living in a big city and you are going to have a live broadcast, and you're dead..."

When the situation calmed down, the Taoist priest was of course continuing to make up for the last bottle of wine. Of course, Wang Qiang had his last homework, which was to promote the ink treasures in front of millions of viewers. When the big words "Yaochi Feast" came out, the Taoist priest was shocked: "Junior brother! Although I don't understand calligraphy, I actually understand this artistic conception!"

I don’t know what artistic conception it has! Wang Qiang laughed and continued to sign Liu Zongyuan, year, month and day!

The entire live broadcast room was blown up: "Brother Qiang, are you playing with snakes?"

Wang Qiang replied arrogantly: "If you don't believe me, please ask the experts to come for archaeology to see if it was written by Liu Zongyuan."

...

The Alps castle, the King of Silver stared at the live broadcast screen and was speechless.

The butler said in a deep voice: "This Taoist priest is very strong, maybe even our shadow-level ninjas can't beat it."

The King of Silver said in a deep voice: "Is it the loaded heroic spirit data?"

The butler shook his head: "It's hard to confirm! If it's the Heroic Spirit Data, it's probably difficult to last for such a long time in the real world. So, it's very likely that it's real kung fu."

The King of Silver's lips shivered a little: "But the audience in the live broadcast room still seems to think they are acting? Well, then everyone thinks that this is acting."

The housekeeper asked: "Now that Dou Wuji's first operation has failed, I suggest that we continue to keep track of it. As long as this Taoist priest is not by Wang Qiang's side, we can act."

The King of Silver sneered: "No, continue to let Dou Wuji move, he must be very unwilling to fail..."

...

There is no banquet that never ends, no live broadcast that never closes.

After dinner, the Taoist priest said with a serious expression: "Junior brother and senior sister, now I finally realize how difficult your situation is. Why not act with you?"

Wang Qiang really wanted to do anything. With a Taoist priest as a bodyguard, he would be a good teacher and a good friend. He dared to close his eyes even when he was sleeping.

Su Su did laugh: "Everyone said that if you leave, who will study the Samadhi True Fire in Yuxu Palace? And you have also seen their power, so you should stay."

The Taoist priest nodded: "Any hotel you live in in the town now may be monitored by them. Then I will call a car for my senior sister and junior brother, and let my apprentice take it out of the province overnight, and then find a quiet hotel to rest."

Su Su smiled and said, "Okay! It's best to change cars in the middle like various gang joints in the movie."
Chapter completed!