Chapter 493: The Nineteenth Live Broadcast

Lu Fan waved his hand again, and the muzzles of those guns floating in the sky turned, aiming at the soldiers below. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang!

Space magic is activated, and several shots are fired.

Burst!

All of them were shot in the leg and drenched in blood.

"It turned out to be the troops, the night watchman of the Takeuchi family, could it be that he is already dead?

Lu Fan said secretly.

"Hey!" In the clubhouse, the middle-aged man shouted at Lu Fan's back with a frightened face, "Who the hell are you!"

"Me?" Lu Fan smiled and said in Chinese, "I am from Huaxia." ”

"Huaxia people!" The middle-aged man softened on the ground, like a puddle of mud, "How is it possible, how can it be ・・・・・・?"

At this level, Lu Fan really had no interest in stepping on such a small person again, so he laughed and strode away.

"Handsome guy!" The sweet girl chased after her again, Lu Fan showed that hand, who dared to stop her, "You haven't told me your name yet!"

"Aren't you afraid?"

Lu Fan exclaimed.

He killed the sunglasses guy before, and his head flew away, in fact, he didn't need to be so bloody, he was to scare the sweet girl, so that the sweet girl would no longer be pestering herself, but the sweet girl was not afraid at all.

"It's drizzling. ”

"What did you do before?"

"Undertaker. ”

The sweet girl said shyly.

“・・・・・・”

Your career span is so big!

"I've quit this job, let's get another one. ”

Anyway, he had already shown his superpowers, and he didn't care about showing them one more time, Lu Fan directly turned into sand and flew away.

Lu Fan flew directly to the top of Mount Fuji.

At first glance, he saw a sword, a sword stuck in a large rock, and a white cloth hung from the hilt.

Lu Fan condensed into an adult, landed down, and ripped off the white cloth with one hand.

It turned out to be written in Chinese.

"Hello. ”

"That's right, I did it. ”

"I just want to kill you, I just want to kill you, what can you do with me?"

With such arrogance, do you really have the confidence to survive in my hands?

Lu Fan continued to watch.

"I know you want to kill me. ”

"Anyone who is calculated will definitely want to kill the other party to take revenge. ”

"But you can't kill me. ”

"Because I've killed myself. ”

"Fack!"

Lu Fan couldn't help but scold, he wouldn't come really, right?

"Hahahaha, I admit that you are unparalleled in the world, but you are one of the few strong people in the world, but so what, you can't take revenge after being calculated by me?"

"Hahahaha, when I think of the expression that you want to break my body into pieces but can't take revenge with your own hands, I want to laugh hahahaha!"

Lu Fan threw the white cloth and walked to a stone house not far away.

Pushing the door and walking in, there was an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a knife in his chest, his eyes closed, and a smile on his face, which was already silent.

"He's dead, too. The figure of the Grim Reaper's sister suddenly appeared beside Lu Fan, "Now there is no ninja in the whole of Japan." ”

"And what about the world?"

Lu Fan asked.

"Only the night watchmen in Japan practice ninjutsu. ”

There are no ninjas in the world, and Lu Fan's idea of "giving back" to Masao Kosaka has come to naught.

"There's always a descendant of this old thing, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Direct descendants, you can help me kill it. ”

"Huh?" said the Reaper's sister, "You don't look like a person who kills innocents indiscriminately." ”

"Are the descendants of the old goods all good citizens?"

"There are two of his direct descendants, his son is a teacher, and his grandson is a painter, and they do not have any criminal records. They didn't know that their father and grandfather were still alive, and they didn't know anything about ninjas and night watchmen. ”

“・・・・・・”

Nima, good old goods!

With such two people, Lu Fan really can't do it.

"You're really calculating, but you think I can't help it?" Lu Fan snorted, "Then let's do it, there is a ghost shrine in Japan, I look at it very annoyingly, Sister Death, help me destroy it." ”

"You're bad enough, too. ”

Sister Death laughed.

Japan's ghost society, its importance, where can a few people compare, Kosaka Masao is still disgusting Lu Fan until he dies, he thinks he is smart, but he doesn't want to be smart but is clever and mistaken, if he obediently waits for Lu Fan to kill, where will Lu Fan have the idea of fighting that ghost club.

"Sister Death, are you hungry?"

Lu Fan asked with a smile.

"You don't seem to be sprinkling. The Grim Reaper's sister's long eyelashes lifted, and her big eyes turned to Lu Fan, "I'm a god!"

"It doesn't matter if you're not hungry, eating alone is for eating, and inviting someone to eat is never for eating. Lu Fan didn't care about this little god of death, "You see that destroying the ghost society is such a difficult thing, I can't let you do it for nothing, I have to treat you to a meal, right?"

"Is it difficult?" Sister Death waved her hand, "It's just a wave of your hand, it's simple, it's not difficult at all." ”

"You're going to destroy the Ghost Society now?!"

Lu Fan glared.

"Uh-huh. Sister Bleach nodded, "You just wait to see the news." ”

"・・・・・・" Lu Fan felt that with the IQ of Sister Death, it was better to say it directly, don't be tactful, people don't understand it at all, "I have a few questions I want to ask you, can you enjoy your face and eat?"

Regarding the live broadcast room, he has many questions, such as why did the Grim Reaper agree to this bet?

Let people reincarnate in the live broadcast room and experience horror again and again, for him, of course, it is the way to save his sister, but what good is this for the god of death?

"I'm idle and bored, when the movie is watched!"

To this question, Sister Death answered.

"Huh?"

Lu Fan has a black line, is this the reason?

"Why, no!"

Sister Death's eyelids rolled, glanced at Lu Fan, and disappeared.

"What does Sister Death want me to do as an anchor, I still don't want to say!"

Lu Fan shook his head, what should be watched as a movie, and the ghost will believe it.

"This makes me suffocated, depressed, let's relieve my boredom in the live broadcast!"

I couldn't think of the purpose of the god of death after thinking about it, Lu Fan muttered.

[Hello audience friends, welcome to the demon live broadcast room. 】

"I'm rubbing, it's really a live broadcast?"

Lu Fan was taken aback, he had always been pulled into the live broadcast without saying hello in the live broadcast room, but now he actually listened to his words and started the live broadcast.

Lu Fan doesn't think it's a coincidence, the live broadcast is usually once a month, and the last live broadcast just ended, so it won't start so soon.

So this live broadcast was started entirely because he said the phrase about starting the live broadcast.

[After so many live broadcasts, the demon anchor is already everyone's old friend, and everyone has a deep understanding of the wisdom, courage, and analytical ability of the demon anchor, and the chic posture of the anchor's live broadcast is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. 】

[Are you curious about the work and life of the anchor?]

[This live broadcast will provide you with such an opportunity. 】

[Tiannan Planning Company is a very famous company, the devil anchor, you and your five friends are new employees of Tiannan Planning Company, you must work in Tiannan Planning Company, you must abide by the regulations of Tiannan Planning Company during the period, you must accept the work tasks assigned by the leader, you are not allowed to resign, you cannot be fired. 】

[There is a ghost in the staff of Tiannan Planning Company, and the participants of the live broadcast can kill it by flicking their eyebrows with their hands, kill the ghost, and the task is completed. 】

[Note: Each person can only attempt to kill a ghost once.] 】

[Note: Mission duration, seven days.] 】

[Mission failure, all obliterated.] 】

"What's going on, why did this live broadcast start so fast, the last live broadcast only ended a few days, and the live broadcast started again, aren't you afraid of exhausting the anchor to death?"

"That's right, there is no 'title' in this live broadcast, it's not a real-life thing, and there is a failure penalty, it's obvious that this is a mission live broadcast!"

"What the hell is going on in the live broadcast room, squeezing the demon anchor so much, and not giving time to rest! Anyway, is there a complaint department, I want to complain!"

"Is it because the last live broadcast was too simple and didn't cause any pressure on the anchor, so this live broadcast started so quickly?"

“・・・・・・”

The interval between this live broadcast and the last live broadcast was too short, which sparked a discussion among friends, and many people were speculating about the reason.

Some people say this, some people say that, but they can't think of it anyway, the real reason is because Lu Fan made a small death and said that he wanted to start a live broadcast.