At this moment, Lu Ze had already come to the door of Wang Dao's house with the live broadcast equipment.

The weeds in front of the villa are green, desolate and uninhabited, there is a faint pungent smell of blood in the air, mixed with the smell of various instant noodles and carrion, Lu Ze covered his nose: "It's really stinky, can adults not defecate in the open these years." ”

The camera shifted to the door of Wang Dao's house, and the dark and gray door was actually open!

Lu Ze pretended to be surprised: "Ouch, everyone, call the police!" It seems that the Sword King's house has been stolen! I'll go in and see what's going on. ”

Wang Dao's face turned green.

Wang Dao's house was spacious, things were stacked in a mess, and the air exuded a foul-smelling smell of rotting flesh. Lu Ze broke a meter-long branch and rummaged through the room.

"Yo, such a thick disc." Lu Ze was half-squatting, all kinds of discs on the bedside table were piled up, Lu Ze turned over with a branch, and the discs were all kinds of bewitching and glamorous actors.

It is available in all countries, languages, and genders.

Unexpectedly, Wang Dao is also an international exchange ambassador, actively learning Japanese, English, and Korean, and it seems that the nightlife is quite rich.

"Oops, there seems to be a thief in the bed!" Lu Ze was startled and saw the dirty sheets arched, and there seemed to be a person hidden inside.

Lu Ze cautiously poked the "thief" with a branch, pretending to be nervous: "Viewers watching the live broadcast, I finally caught the thief who invaded the Sword King's house." Let's uncover it for what it really is! ”

The words fell, and the sheets were lightly lifted by the branches.

It was a humanoid doll one meter and six years tall, with big eyes, long hair, and lifelike, but it didn't wear anything on its body.

Lu Ze pretended to be frightened: "Yo! It's actually a Japanese friend! I believe that our god-level player Sword King must prefer Japanese actresses. ”

The barrage in the live broadcast room of the whole network is rolling; The auditorium was filled with laughter, and many people leaned back and fell in laughter.

Ye Sibai glanced at the scene of black oppression, and sneered: "What are you laughing at, it seems that you haven't bought it." ”

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Quite a few people secretly blushed and coughed awkwardly.

Dude, they are all men, and they are difficult to dismantle.

Ye Sibai winked at Fu Qi, and his beautiful eyes flowed: Xiao Qi, I have never bought such a dirty thing, I am only dedicated to you, am I not moved?

Fu Qi: Hehe, being smart is only occasional, and most of the time it's really mentally retarded.

Ye Si Bai Jun's eyebrows were lightly raised, and he keenly caught a hint of something wrong, Xiao Qi, what's wrong?

Lu Ze continued to explore catching thieves in Wang Dao's villa, and soon transferred to Wang Dao's workshop, which is the room for daily live broadcasts.

The room is spacious, with a large computer by the window on the left, and a bloody and terrifying slaughterhouse on the right.

Although Lu Ze had been prepared for a long time, seeing this scene up close, he almost scared the festival away.

"I'm going to have a gong and a drum bang!" Lu Ze patted his little chest, turned the camera to the slaughterhouse, and aimed at the corpse of the kitten hanging in the air, "Look, everyone, is this a human thing?!" ”

In the live broadcast footage, the bloody eye holes of the white cats suddenly appeared, the blood coagulated black, and the black hemp rope passed through the eye sockets, tied into knots and hung in the air.

The audience in the auditorium was taken aback.

It's like a miniature version of hell on earth.

There were more than a dozen black hemp ropes hanging in the air, each with a piece of meat tied to it. The head, cat's paws, tail, and heart, some have been dried, and some are still bleeding bright red blood.

The floor is a mess full of kitten's fur, and the black pressure is spread all over the floor.

By the window, a bloody little milk cat was lying on the window lattice, its belly had been brutally broken, and the little milk cat's fluffy paws were powerless to scratch the glass, desperately trying to escape with its last breath, but unfortunately the glass window blocked its way, leaving only bloody scratches.