It was a man in his twenties, with his hair dyed in a floral color. Huo Ran Wen raa'

He is five big and three thick, and he looks like a fear in people's hearts.

At this time, he was gesturing at Fang Mo, and the expression on his face was completely disdainful, as if to say, you don't even dare to raise your head, what is it?

"Okay!"

Fang Mo smiled very brightly, and after pinching a few tricks in his hand, he raised his head: "I don't know what this brother wants to do?" ”

"Me?"

"I just wanted to take a picture of what you look like now, you just lowered your head, don't you want to be exposed?"

The anchor laughed.

Fang Mo also smiled, but his expression was a little cold: "Yes, I don't want to be exposed, and then, you want to expose me?" Okay, come on! ”

The anchor picked up his mobile phone and took an all-round shot at Fang Mo.

He didn't notice that Ye Qingcheng seemed to want to kill him just now, but because of Fang Mo's gesture, he didn't do so.

If he noticed, he would be scared away.

Hell, there really are ghosts!

If there is a ghost who is not afraid, then he is really a big guy, but unfortunately, he really can't be regarded as a big guy, at most he is a little bit of guts, and he can only bully and bully young people.

"Anchor, is there something wrong with your phone?"

"Why can't we see anything?"

"Anchor, did you press your hand on the camera, hurry up and take it away."

"666666666, I said that I was going to expose people live broadcast, but now I am blocking it with my hand, it can't be that guy who is gagging you with money now, right?"

The anchor couldn't believe it.

He stared at Fang Mo in front of him, and at the same time looked at his own screen.

He was on it, and he could clearly see that the guy in front of him was looking at him with a smile.

However, the people in the live broadcast room said that they didn't see it, as if he really didn't broadcast it live, or he hid the pictures he saw live.

How is this possible?

If he really wanted to hide, he wouldn't have done it.

However, the facts are in front of us.

You can't believe it.

"You, what kind of demon magic have you done?" He was a little scared, especially the people on the screen, who kept asking him why he couldn't even see him.

"Demon law?"

"Hehe, you're probably saying something wrong, right? I don't know how to do anything. ”

Fang Mo shook his head, then pointed to his mobile phone and said, "It's time to change it, this mobile phone has long been considered outdated, and it should be replaced with a domestic one." ”

Fruit phone, this thing is really easy to use.

The anchor didn't believe it, he continued to shoot at Fang Mo for a while, but no matter how he observed, even if he put himself in the frame, no picture appeared.

On the screen, everything is white.

No, it should be said that it is a kind of ruddy similar to that blocked by fingers.

As long as anyone who has taken a picture has blocked their camera, I am afraid they will know what it is like.

I can also understand what kind of picture it is.

"Man, have you had enough shots? If not, just keep shooting, by the way, do you want to tell your fortune? It's only a hundred. Fang Mo spoke with a charm.

The anchor didn't know what he was thinking, so he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.

When he gave the money, he regretted it a little, and then snatched the money back: "Are you trying to rob the money?" ”

"I didn't mean that, you also gave me this money, if you don't believe it, you can ask the people in your live broadcast room." Fang Mo shook his head and continued to point at his phone.

Live room?

There's nothing in there anymore, okay?

However, when he looked at the screen, it was as if he had seen a ghost.

The live broadcast room was lively, and the scene he just had just now was also playing on it.

He handed over the money to Fang Mo, and then snatched it back, but he still didn't take any pictures of Fang Mo's face, it seemed that the person in front of him was not a person at all, but a faceless ......

That's not right!

I'm live streaming, not recording, how is it possible.

The anchor felt a chill in his back, and then he saw that in the live broadcast room, he began to laugh at him in various ways.

"Hahaha, can't the anchor even take out a hundred yuan?"

"You can figure it out and see what he has to say."

"Yes, yes, it's a big deal that we sponsor you, come on, come on, now there are 100,000 people here, according to the current platform, about 10,000 people, one of us will give him a point, and there will be 100 yuan."

"The math upstairs is awesome, I'm not mocking, it's really great, I'm still doing the math in my mind."

“66666666”

"So, let's brush up the safflower?"

"I'm white: I gave a flower!"

"Rise Against the Sky: Send a Flower!"

"Are you tough: send a flower!"

"The local tyrant is me: I gave a sports car, don't you play, is it possible that everyone can't recharge money? I, local tyrant! One person bears the anchor's fortune-telling fee! ”

"Wow, the local tyrant is here!"

"Worship and worship!"

"Please hug your thighs!"

"Just now I was thinking, there are so many pennies, what if I can't earn it back, it's still a local tyrant."

……

Everything in the live broadcast room is beyond the current control of Sun Ze.

He didn't even think that these people really wanted him to tell fortunes.

But looking at the sports car above and the lively live broadcast room, he could only grit his teeth and hand over his 100 yuan again.

However, he always wanted to take pictures of Fang Mo's appearance.

However, it was still like that, once it involved the face, it would be all kinds of weird, and it would be blurry, as if he had put his finger on it again.

"Okay, since you gave the money, and so many people are expecting me to tell you your fortune, then I'll do the math for you."

Fang Mo smiled, and then stared at Sun Ze's face.

After a while, he was shocked and said: "Your face is definitely not good, if I guess correctly, there may be a bloody disaster soon, and after this, there may be a prison disaster." ”

He waved his hand to stop Sun Ze from speaking, and then said: "Your name is Sun Ze, you are twenty-six years old this year, you are old on weekdays, and you want to make money as an anchor, but you haven't thought that it is so difficult to make money." ”

"But in order to reassure the family, or give the family expectations, you deceive the family, saying that you have made a pot of gold by doing live broadcasts."

"It's a pity, you don't have it at all, on the contrary, the current popularity is brought by the big plane in front, if I guess correctly, that person should have sent the wrong ......"

After Fang Mo said a word, the anchor would take a point backwards, until the last sentence came, and he also saw the top of the screen.

"Anchor, that big plane was brushed wrong just now."

"But since the master has spoken, then I'll forget it. It's not right to gnaw at the old age, I advise you to be kind and go, by the way, the master is in Huicheng, right? There is a chance to visit again! ”

said that he slipped away, but he is still on the fan list, and many people know that he did not leave at all, but wanted to stay.

However, what the other party said was said a few minutes ago.

Before Fang Mo opened his mouth, he said that he had made a mistake, and when Fang Mo opened his mouth, he said that this time it would be over.

It seems that he wants to get it back.

However, the master's words made him have no intention of getting back, but wanted to continue to watch the master.

At this time, Sun Ze's face was pale.

He looked at Fang Mo, who was still smiling warmly there, and really wanted to call out that there was a ghost.

That's what his situation looks like.

However, in order not to let his family know, or even let everyone know, he did not reveal it at all.

So, how exactly did Fang Mo know?

Is it just by virtue of fortune telling?

That's terrible!

"Anchor, the master told you, you have a disaster of blood and light, and a prison disaster, see if you can resolve ......"

Fang Mo said there, "There should be a friend who has an idea for you, right?" However, the disaster of prison can be avoided, but the disaster of blood and light is inevitable, which is a very helpless thing......"

"Hold the grass!"

"He's not looking at the screen, is he?"

"Look at the ghost, the anchor's screen is so far away from people, how can he be willing to see it?"

"Then he didn't look at it, how do you know what I said?"

"Master, can it be the same?"

"The local tycoon is me: Master, give me the math, this Chinese New Year's Eve, living in the East China Sea."

"The local tyrant is me: give a big plane to the master, I want him to guess my eight characters, and what I do."

A large plane is two thousand six, and the one that can be divided is one thousand three.

Most of the live broadcast platforms are like this.

"I'll make a long story short, your family can't make financial investments this year, and also, don't do real estate anymore, everything else is fine, okay, the anchor is going to run." After Fang Mo finished speaking, he watched the anchor stumble out.

Although his speed was not fast, Fang Mo could catch up in an instant, but there was no need.

That one, he won't lack such a little money.

The other party will come over.

It's just that it's going to take a while, and even ......

When the time comes, he will pass, maybe he will pass.

……

"The local tyrant is me: anchor, you turtle son, get Lao Tzu's plane back! I don't care about this plane, why don't you even let me listen to the master's words, do you want to die? ”

“666666666”

"The anchor absconded with the money, and the thief chicken was six!"

"Poof, hahahaha, for such a thousand yuan, you may lose a big brother, you look at this big guy's personal page."

"Consumption, more than 1.8 million, holding grass, is really a local tyrant, I thought he was just pretending!"

"What a local tyrant, I was actually greedy for a thousand yuan by this stupid anchor......"

"The car, there's a car!"

"Hold the grass, the car hit someone!"

"By the way, do you remember? The master seems to have said that he has a bloody plague, and he also said that he has a prison curse, it is said that ...... 1,000 yuan is enough to file a case, if this big guy investigates, millions can be thrown out, hire a lawyer......"

"The streamer will be fine, right?"

"No, it's not in prison yet, how can it be okay?"

The people in the live broadcast room are full of confidence.