The time soon came to the official start of filming for the third act.

About thirty meters away from the factory, Xiao Mo sat in front of the impact receiver on the track, and pointed to the factory building not far away:

"Listen, after the filming starts in a while, all you have to do is walk around the factory and come back here. During this period, you don't care about what you see, just do what I say and go around in circles wholeheartedly.

Do you understand everything? ”

Xiao Mo's tone was unquestionable.

"Understood!" Wang Yiyi and the others replied in unison, but the short-haired young man asked speechlessly:

"Why are we going around there, is there any basis for that?"

"Let you go around in a circle, what kind of nonsense!"

Wang Chao and the long-haired young man, at this time, were surprisingly consistent, as if they were looking at a brain-dead, and cursed at the short-haired young man.

The short-haired young man glanced at the two of them timidly, but he didn't ask any more, Xiao Mo raised his wrist and glanced at the time, and when he saw that it was almost there, he shouted directly:

"The third act of the ghost show, filming has officially begun, Action!"

As the sound of Xiao Mo's official shooting fell, Wang Yi and a few people slowly approached the lifeless factory.

The cold wind howled around them, and the dark clouds that hung over the sky suddenly increased their movement, completely obscuring the crescent moon hanging above.

Wang Chao followed closely behind Wang Yiyi and Bai Yimei, because in his opinion, these two people were obviously stronger than himself. The so-called good shade under the big tree, following behind people who are stronger than yourself, is undoubtedly equivalent to an extra point of protection.

As for the young man behind him, he completely ignored it, for fear that he would get involved with them and be dragged back.

When they came to the factory, Wang Yiyi and they all followed Xiao Mo's previous instructions. He didn't look inside with curiosity, but just took a big stride and began to circle along one end. As for the two newcomers, they were obviously a big step behind in execution, and they all looked curiously at the factory several times regardless of the reminder.

"I'm cǎo! How can there be people in the factory! ”

After the long-haired young man glanced at the factory, his body suddenly shuddered, because he had just clearly seen several figures in a flash, wandering by the door of the factory.

"I saw it too, dizzy."

The short-haired youth's eyes, which were not big, suddenly became straight at this time. Then I saw him take a step towards the door of the factory, which also saw Xiao Mo, who was not far away, felt a chill in his heart, and secretly scolded this young man for being an idiot when he arrived home.

Fortunately, Wang Yiyi and Bai Yimei have been paying attention to the situation on their side, and after the two of them found out that the short-haired young man looked like he was fascinated, they hurriedly ran over and gave him a few loud slaps.

After a few slaps in a row, the short-haired young man was able to regain his senses, but as soon as he came over, he immediately scolded Wang Yiyi and the two in anger:

"You two little bitches. Why hit me! ”

"You're really a pen!"

When Wang heard this, the young man scolded himself for being a. Son, she immediately gave the young man a punch in a rage, and Bai Yimei also shot ruthlessly, kicking the short-haired young man's life.

"Ahh

After a scream. The short-haired young man covered the sore spot and fainted.

"It's worthy of practicing Jeet Kune Do, it's really a deadly move!"

Wang Yiyi was once again shocked by Bai Yimei's ruthlessness, but it also made her feel bad in her heart, like a short-haired young man. It's really disgusting.

"It's quiet this time." Bai Yimei shrugged helplessly, and when she heard her exclamation, Wang Yiyi couldn't help laughing.

The short-haired youth has a strong physique. Bai Yimei and Wang Yiyi didn't mean to drag him away, so they both set their eyes on the long-haired young man and Wang Chao.

The two of them were stunned when they saw this, and then their faces turned pale, how could they not know what Bai Yimei's two daughters had in mind, and they suddenly cursed in their hearts. But this kind of swearing is also vented in the heart, that is, to lend them a hundred dares, and they do not dare to rebel openly. Because compared to the idiot who just fell, both of them had learned how powerful Bai Yimei was.

"This person will trouble you two to take it, don't forget the requirements for us in the script."

After Wang Yiyi finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing again.

Although Wang Chao and the long-haired young man have a deep grudge against each other and are not used to each other, they have no choice but to cooperate in anger and dare not speak. However, they were not polite, because of the smell of the short-haired young man, so the two of them just dragged one arm and dragged it on the ground.

In their minds, the short-haired young man on the left and right wore a torn cotton jacket and torn cotton pants that were very thick, even if they dragged him around like this, they wouldn't do anything to him, at most they would make his torn clothes more torn.

The two of them dragged the unconscious short-haired young man like this, followed behind Bai Yimei and Wang Yiyi, and circled the factory as fast as possible.

Although the area of the factory is not small, but with the full strength of a few people, it didn't take long for nearly four-fifths of the way to complete, and in a blink of an eye, it had already come from one side to the other.

Because the distance is very close, Xiao Mo doesn't need to rely on the pictures received by the machine, and he can easily capture the situation on Wang Yiyi's side with the naked eye.

A qiē looks very smooth, and nothing happens.

But the incident is unpredictable, and until the last moment, no one knows if there will be any changes.

In this way, under Xiao Mo's nervous gaze, the five victims finally walked around the factory without danger.

Seeing that several people had completed his revised script requirements, Xiao Mo hurriedly took out the script from the storage bag, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that at the end of the script in the third act, the word "completed" appeared.

Seeing these three words, Xiao Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because this meant that the third scene of the ghost scene had been officially filmed.

"It's finally done!"

Xiao Mo couldn't help but sigh, because if this incident was resolved, he would be able to return to the escapee camp with his little follower, and then the injuries of the little follower would be able to recover. Compared with others, the safety of the little followers is the top priority.

It's just that what Xiao Mo didn't expect was that before he could completely relax his nerves, he heard several frightened cries not far away. He looked at the sound blankly, and saw Bai Yimei, Wang Yiyi and others running towards him with frightened faces.

"Ghost ...... A lot of ghosts......!!! ”

Wang Yi kept screaming as he ran.

(This volume of the story is coming to an end, and many friends have guessed the truth, and I hope everyone can guess, so there will be no such thing as a friend guessing that I will immediately change the plot.) Novels are of course good for people to be happy with suspense, but for novels with more than 20 stories and more than 200,000 words in this unit, and a minimum update speed of 6,000 words per day, I really can't do enough.

Originally, according to the plan, it should have been finished, but because there were few updates last month, and I didn't want the story to end in a hurry, so I wrote it now.

It has become a habit to start writing on time at half past seven and finish at eleven o'clock every day, as well as an inexplicable responsibility.

As the saying goes, pain and happiness because I know that there are many friends who are waiting for a change every day.

I've been feeling a lot lately, so I can't help but confide in one or two. It's still the same sentence, it's almost over, no matter what, I'll try my best to write it well, and I hope everyone can support me and tolerate me. After all, meeting is fate. (To be continued......)