The cameraman sprinted away, the lens shaking violently.
[Holy crap, I'm shaking so much I'm going to throw up, but I don't dare look away from the screen for fear of missing even a second!]
Is this password really a variety show?! Really? Really? Really?!
[Holy crap! I get it now!]
[!!!!!!!!!!]
Holy crap!!!!!!!!!!!!
Amidst a chorus of exclamations of "Holy crap!" in the live chat, the cameraman steadily pointed the lens forward.
Jiang Mingxi and the others also ran over.
Panting heavily--
A pickup truck accelerated and crashed into a car in front of it.
"Damn!" Zhao Jiayuan popped out of his head. He jumped up in shock and grabbed Jiang Mingxi, saying, "I almost thought Su Hui was going to run you over again."
Gao Le stared in disbelief, his hands and feet trembling with fear. Afraid of dropping the treasure chest, he quickly clung to it tightly. "Damn, could this be in cahoots with Su Hui? They hit people in the same way! Who's in the car?"
Amidst everyone's chatter...
The pickup truck rammed into the car and overturned it.
The car rolled twice on the ground before coming to a stop with its roof touching the ground.
Two smartly dressed men wearing sunglasses and masks got out of the pickup truck and headed straight for the car.
[???]
[Could it be that they didn't know they were being live-streamed?]
[It seems they didn't notice; the guests were completely blocked by trees, and the people over there weren't looking this way at all?]
[...6!]
That's going to be hilarious!
[Is this really not a script?]
"The script is fucking terrible!" In the office, Bai Zhonghui was shocked and furious as he watched helplessly as the people he had sent out appeared on the screen.
As soon as he realized something was wrong with the live stream, he immediately contacted his people.
As a result, the phone kept ringing off the hook, but no one answered.
He watched helplessly as the car was hit, and his men were thrown from the pickup truck, filled with rage and terror...
"Holy shit!!!!"
Bai Zhonghui was almost furious.
"Idiot!"
I picked up my phone and tried calling again, but the call still wouldn't go through.
Enraged, Bai Zhonghui grabbed his tablet and smashed it on the ground.
The tablet screen shattered instantly, but--
This doesn't prevent the live stream from continuing amidst the fragmented moments.
hotel.
A-Wang smiled excitedly.
Send the message [Unblock the other party's signal]
on site.
Just as the staff and guests were about to call the police and rush out to rescue the people, two people got out of the pickup truck and quickly walked to the overturned car.
"Empty car!" One of them was shocked when he bent down to check.
The other person looked shocked and hurriedly bent down to look.
But the car was empty.
Where are they?
"Damn! I clearly followed him all the way here, Wang Yuan was in the car the whole time, when did he leave?"
"Quickly, tell President Bai! Wang Yuan has been lost."
[ President Bai?]
[ Wang Yuan?]
[Holy crap, were these two sent by President Bai to silence them? Damn! They really were sent to silence them!]
[Damn, I really didn't waste my time watching this variety show. I actually saw a murder being covered up during a live broadcast?! This is outrageous!]
[ President Bai Zheming's uncle? Holy crap, isn't this proof? He was the one who did what happened back then, otherwise why would he silence him!]
The live chat was filled with discussion.
Upon learning that not only might he be exposed, but that his car was actually empty, Bai Zhonghui was so angry that he finally coughed up blood.
I grabbed my phone and immediately tried to get someone to shut down the live stream.
But the moment he grabbed his phone, he saw, to his horror, that the person he had sent out took out his phone and was about to make a call.
Bai Zhonghui felt a jolt of fear.
His phone rang.
Bai Zhonghui was so angry he wanted to reach into the screen and strangle the idiot.
He just called to remind them there was a live stream, and they didn't answer a single call. Now they're calling right in front of the live stream?
I promptly hung up the phone.
on site.
"Huh? President Bai didn't answer, he hung up on me." The man on the phone looked at his companion in confusion, "What should we do?"
His companion frowned. "If we keep fighting, we've lost track of Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan might have already gotten in with the production team and contacted Bai Zheming. Once Wang Yuan reveals what happened when he killed the Butler Wang, we're all finished."
[...]
[Holy crap! It really was the Bai Zheming family, the Butler Wang from Bai Zheming's family, that the eldest uncle killed! This is solid proof, right?]
[ Bai Zheming and Jiang Mingxi's parents were burned to death by that beastly uncle!]
[Poor Bai Zheming, the next day is his birthday. Over the years, hasn't he been betraying his own people?]
[Poor Xiaoxi! What kind of life has Xiaoxi been living all these years? At least Bai Zheming has no worries about food and clothing, but what about Xiaoxi?]
[ Jiang Mingxi's first twenty years of life were completely ruined. She was abused by the college couple and by the Jiang Family... Damn it!]
[The thought of the knife scars on Xiaoxi's wrists makes me want to rush to the Bai Corporation and blow up my uncle.]
I simply can't describe how I feel right now, because in my entire life, I never imagined I'd be watching a live stream like this!
[A true Survival Challenge!]
The live chat was flooded with comments.
The popularity of this live stream reached an unprecedented level in the entire live streaming industry.
The entire trending topics were filled with related events.
Relevant departments have begun an investigation.
Bai Zhonghui was so angry his throat felt metallic, and he felt like he was about to vomit blood, but he couldn't care less. With a livid face, he quickly typed a text message and sent it. "[You've been live-streamed. Leave immediately. Get to the nearest airport as fast as you can and leave the country.]"
As long as these two people leave the country and cannot be apprehended, there is no way to convict them based solely on information revealed in a live stream.
After sending the message, Bai Zhonghui stared at the screen, his breathing rapid.
on site.
" President Bai sent a message." The person holding the phone said quickly and opened the message.
How so?
The man blurted out, "You're being live-streamed..."
Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he quickly looked around.
His companion leaned over to look at the message, and upon seeing it clearly, his face turned deathly pale. He grabbed his companion's arm and dashed towards the pickup truck.
Run!
Seeing the other party trying to escape, Zhao Jiayuan realized something was wrong. "Damn it, do they know they're being broadcast live? Trying to run? Charge!!!"
Zhao Jiayuan leaped and vaulted over the low bushes in front of him to charge.
His shout sounded like he was about to tear the Japanese devils apart with his bare hands!
Then Chen Chong raised her hand and pressed him down.
Zhao Jiayuan's charge failed, and he turned around to confront Chen Chong, but in that instant, he saw Chen Chong pick up a brick from the ground, weigh it in his hand, and then throw it towards the other side.
The instant Chen Chong threw it, Song Lan, standing beside him, also grabbed another brick and threw it almost three seconds faster than Chen Chong.
Gao Le, who was not stopped by anyone, also went out together.
He grabbed the treasure chest and charged out, yelling, "Charge!!!"