Chapter 132: Broadcast in the middle of the night
Soon, these bodyguards disposed of the cheetah's corpse, and Wang Wenbang didn't want to continue to stay in the previous room, the scene that happened just now scared his courage out, and Wang Wenbang's body was trembling violently at the thought that the black shadow moment just now could end his life.
He realized that he seemed to have touched an untouchable taboo, and this taboo was Hong Que, and he believed that even if he wanted to attack Wang Congcong, he would not have this kind of treatment.
What does this mean? Is Hongque an existence that is even more difficult to provoke than Wang Congcong?
Wang Wenbang only felt that his body was trembling and still couldn't stop, but fortunately, he remembered the words on the wall, and the black shadow hadn't done anything to him before.
In other words, this time he did it to the cheetah, just a warning from the other party to himself?
Wang Wenbang breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up, ready to take a shower first, what are you kidding, I was scared to pee just now, this can't help but take a bath.
When taking a bath, Wang Wenbang also found a problem, and there was a blood mark on his neck made of blood......
This should also be one of the warnings given to him by the other party.
Prove that they want to kill themselves, just like play?
Wang Wenbang smiled bitterly, washed off the blood stains on his neck, he really kicked the stone this time, and thought that he could kill Hong Que directly, but he almost died in the hands of the other party.
What is this?
But why would the other party let him go? Wang Wenbang vaguely felt that in the eyes of the other party, his life was as if it were an ant.
The most important thing is that according to his own investigation, Hong Que is just an orphan, and he is not a good background at all.
Could it be ......
The person behind the Hongque wants to use himself as the whetstone of the Hongque?
Sharpen the knife of Hongque even more sharply?
Thinking about it like this, Wang Wenbang also understood, and besides that, there seemed to be no reason to explain this, but the problem was that after discovering that Hong Que had such a force behind him, where did he have the courage to continue to fight against Hong Que.
However, he didn't dare to disobey the meaning expressed by the other party, he didn't want this black shadow to come to his room again, reminding himself to be the enemy of Hong Que.
What a fucking shit!
There has always been only Wang Wenbang playing with others, where will it be the turn of others to play with himself, but as soon as he remembered that he was hovering on the edge of life and death just now, Wang Wenbang didn't have any thoughts that wanted to resist.
What are you kidding, no matter what, I don't want to die.
But he couldn't be as unscrupulous as before, and Wang Wenbang couldn't sleep at all that night.
On the other hand, after Hong Que returned home, his brain was also terrible, and what happened to Chen Qingzhu today made him a little angry, and he seemed to have underestimated Chen Qingzhu's status in his heart.
It was another soul, the instinctive reaction in the body, but when he saw Chen Qingzhu again, Hong Que felt the throbbing.
He exhaled softly, temporarily expelling Chen Qingzhu's figure from his mind, after all, he was a Hong Que from the earth, although everyone called Hong Que, but there was no need for him to live because of another Hong Bird.
That's not the best choice for either himself or him, and it's not fair.
Hong Que sat on the sofa, a little sullen, he found that Chen Qingzhu's proportion in his heart was really a bit large, even if he was aroused by rebellion at this moment, but after all, he still couldn't expel Chen Qingzhu from his heart.
After all, she was indeed the first woman to sleep in the same bed with her.
She was the first woman to cook for herself.
She is also the first woman to seriously help herself choose clothes.
It really makes people feel big, Hong Que stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples.
And just when Hong Que was worried, Yang Xiaomi also took a bottle of sobered red wine, handed Hong Que a goblet, and said with a smile, "Why don't you have a drink?"
"Good. Hong Que raised his glass at Yang Xiaomi.
After Yang Xiaomi poured a drink for Hong Que, she also poured herself a glass and took a sip, before she spoke, "I haven't heard you say that you were married before." ”
"Didn't she tell you everything? Hong Que said helplessly.
Yang Xiaomi was noncommittal, lit a cigarette, and the smoke spread along her fingertips little by little, "But I look at your appearance, it doesn't seem to be so simple." ”
"It's an unrequited love. Hong Que pondered for a while, but still said it, there is nothing bad to say about this matter, and now he and Yang Xiaomi are very good friends.
"Unrequited love, does she like you?" Yang Mi was stunned and said subconsciously.
"That would be fine. "Hong Que is really helpless," I love her unrequitedly. ”
"Huh?" Yang Xiaomi was extremely surprised, she really couldn't imagine that such an excellent person as Hong Que would actually have unrequited love for others, and it seemed that what Hong Que expressed meant was that the other party was not very fond of him.
"It may sound fanciful to you, but that's exactly what happened. Hong Que shrugged his shoulders, "What? Do you think my image has collapsed?"
"No, just a little emotional. Yang Xiaomi shook her head, there was still a word that she didn't say, fortunately, the other party didn't like you, otherwise now you wouldn't be a fake marriage, but a real marriage.
"Is there any smoke?" Hong Que said to Yang Xiaomi.
Yang Xiaomi nodded, threw a cigarette to Hong Que, after Hong Que took the cigarette, lit it, swallowed the clouds and spit out a puff, and then said, "I once asked her if she wanted to go with me, but she didn't agree, and it was over." ”
"I see. Yang Xiaomi nodded.
But Hong Que didn't seem to be satisfied with this, and now his heart seemed to have accumulated a lot of emotions, and he wanted to release all these emotions.
He drank a full glass before turning on the computer and said with a smile, "You shouldn't have watched my live broadcast live!"
Yang Xiaomi nodded, put down the wine glass in his hand, and pestled his chin with his hand, the first time he learned about Hong Que was because he watched his live broadcast.
Later, she had more contact, and she found that Hong Que had gradually stopped broadcasting live, so it seemed that Hong Que had really not broadcast live in front of her, and she was a little happy for a while.
Hong Que turned on the camera and clicked on the broadcast without warning, Hong Que's live broadcast room has been empty for many days, and there are only some die-hard fans wandering here, chatting with each other.
And at this time, they suddenly found out that Hong Que was actually on the air!
Hong Que's face in the picture was slightly red, it should have just been drunk, and the people in the live broadcast room were all stunned, and began to frantically brush 666.
Immediately after that, these people began to call for friends, and some viewers who received the reminder of Hongque's broadcast also poured in.
Hongque has really not broadcast live for a long time, so this live broadcast has also caused a sensation.
Looking at Hong Que holding a guitar and standing in front of the camera, some old viewers seem to have returned to the days when they first met Hong Que, when he was not as famous as he is now.
At that time, he was just holding the guitar and singing so quietly, he didn't have so much aura on his body, and there was not so much multimedia competing to report on him......
Hong Que smiled freely at the camera, "Hi, it seems that there hasn't been a live broadcast for a long time." ”
"That's right, you hateful big pigeon!"
"Giggles!"
"Why don't you call it Hong Que, call it Hong Pigeon. ”
While the audience is complaining, they are full of expectations in their hearts, what kind of content will Hongque's sudden live broadcast bring to themselves?
Hong Que pursed his lips, his eyes also looked at the camera, he laughed softly and said, "When it comes to night, I suddenly want to sing, anyway, ordinary singing is also singing, live singing is also singing, then it's still live broadcast, and you can still do public welfare, right?"
“6666!”
"Don't push it so much, hurry up and sing, I'm already!"