Zhang Ji decided to ignore this side quest, anyway, whether the side quest is completed or not does not have a great impact on the anchor, and many anchors who have not completed the side quest are now alive and well.

"I don't know what happened to the quest I posted?" Zhang Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned the message book directly to the last page.

On the white paper on the last page, there are a few lines of crooked blood letters.

Release Mission: Bring the anchor Okura Xue out of the Golden Shield Building.

Bonus points: thirty

This is written by Zhang Ji after hiding under the long table in the conference room, cutting a cut on his finger with the knife he was carrying, and then dipping it in his own blood.

This is another use of guestbooks.

The anchor can use his own blood to post the task on the message book, and the published task must be marked with a certain reward, and the "eye" will make certain modifications to the content of the anchor's release task according to the points and other conditions.

Looking at these lines of blood in the guest book, Zhang Ji sighed: "It's a pity, I'm not an 'audience', I can't see the status of the task, and I don't know if the task has been claimed." ”

Points will be deducted as soon as the streamer posts the task, and will only be returned to the task publisher if the task has not been claimed after the task completion time limit.

Therefore, Zhang Ji also couldn't pass whether the points were deducted to judge whether he had received his task.

"Babble." At this moment, there was a strange sound outside the door of the conference room.

Zhang Ji's expression tightened, he put the guest book back in his pocket, stared at the door of the conference room with solemn eyes, and slowly retreated backwards.

In the direction that Zhang Ji was watching, something was constantly approaching here.

"Z~Z."

It wasn't long before there was a shrill scratching sound at the gate, as if someone was scraping the gate with their fingernails.

"It's coming!"

Hearing this terrifying voice, Zhang Ji's body couldn't stop trembling, and he secretly prayed in his heart: "Don't come in, don't come in." ”

"Squeak."

Door...... It's on.

"Hee-hee."

In the conference room, the sound of children laughing sounded.

Listening to this voice, under the long table, Zhang Ji's face suddenly turned pale.

In the conference room, Zhang Ji heard the sound of laughter gradually approaching from a distance, just as the sound was almost attached to the tablecloth of the long table.

A man's roar suddenly rang out from a distance.

"Big hamster, big hamster, may I ask who the big hamster is, your express has arrived, please come out and sign for it."

"Whew." Outside the tablecloth, there was a sound of running, and the sound of children laughing disappeared.

Zhang Ji clenched his hands tightly, his eyes stared at the tablecloth in front of him, and after about ten more seconds, there was no sound outside except for the man's roar.

Zhang Ji moved.

After forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, Zhang Ji stretched out his trembling hands and opened a small slit on the table in front of him.

Through this gap, Zhang Ji looked at an empty conference room and exhaled deeply.

"That ghost kid, really left."

After confirming that the ghost child should have been attracted by the man's shouting, Zhang Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, immediately climbed out from under the table, and then pushed open the door of the conference room and rushed out.

Although the ghost child was temporarily attracted away, the crisis was not completely over, and he had to take advantage of the time when the ghost child was lured away to leave the Golden Shield Mansion.

"You have to hurry, if the man below also dies, then I really don't have a chance!" Zhang Ji listened to the man's voice and seemed to be some distance, judging that the other party should be on the first floor, so Zhang Ji quickly rushed to the second floor of the building along the staircase.

After arriving at the second floor of the building, Zhang Ji did not choose to continue going downstairs, but rushed into the corridor on the second floor.

"That ghost kid should go to the man on the first floor, and if you go to the first floor now, wouldn't you be caught in the net." Zhang Ji secretly said in his heart, he chose another escape route from the Golden Shield Mansion - jumping out of the window on the second floor.

Before coming to the Golden Shield Building, Zhang Ji had already roughly observed the external situation of the Golden Shield Building.

Perhaps for aesthetic or other reasons, the exterior windows of all rooms in the Golden Shield Building are not equipped with anti-theft nets, which means that it is completely feasible to escape from the windows on the second floor.

And the window on the second floor is only more than three meters from the ground, which is nothing for Zhang Ji, who has been exercising for a long time.

Just as Zhang Ji had just rushed into the corridor on the second floor, his body stiffened.

Just now, the loud roar of the man downstairs disappeared.

"That man, has he been killed?" Zhang Ji was shocked, looked at the shops closest to the passage on both sides, and rushed to the shop near the outer wall of the building without hesitation.

"No, there's no time, we have to hurry." Zhang Ji was secretly anxious in his heart.

"Hee-hee."

In the distance, the crisp laughter of a child is rapidly approaching.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Zhang Ji's face turned pale, and he ran quickly in the direction of the outer window of the building in his memory.

When Zhang Ji pushed open a wooden door on the inside of this shop, looking inside the wooden door, on one of the windows of the room, the quiet moonlight was slowly seeping in from the window.

Zhang Ji's eyes were happy, the scenery outside this window was in the department store next to the building.

"Great, just jump through this window and I can live." Zhang Ji did not delay at all, and immediately ran to the window and pushed it open.

As soon as he pushed open the window, a trace of cool evening breeze outside the window blew on Zhang Ji's face, as if all the haze in Zhang Ji's heart was blown away.

"Survived, I finally survived." Zhang Ji's heart eased, just when Zhang Ji was about to jump down from the window.

"Whew~Smack."

His back sank suddenly, as if an extremely heavy thing pressed on Zhang Ji's body, pressing Zhang Ji's entire body to the ground, and then, a piercing chill came from his back.

"Damn, no." Feeling the chill coming from his back, Zhang Ji's heart floated with a deep ominousness,

"Hee-hee." A child's laughter rang out next to Zhang Ji's ear.

Zhang Ji turned his head stiffly, only to see that the little dark green face was reflected in Zhang Ji's pupils.

Looking at the ghost child in front of him with a blue face and a thick resentment in his eyes, Zhang Ji's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

Zhang Ji knew very well in his heart that the ghost child on his back was the target of this live broadcast mission - the terror hidden in the Golden Shield Mansion.

The other three anchors in this live broadcast mission were killed alive by this seemingly skinny ghost child.

Seeing the ghost child in front of him, he didn't immediately make a move on him, Zhang Ji stabilized his mind and tried to appease the other party: "Little ...... Hello friends. ”

Facing Zhang Ji, the ghost child just tilted his neck slightly, and the originally very cute movements looked extremely weird and terrifying in Zhang Ji's eyes.

"Kid, uncle has something to do today, you get off your uncle's back, uncle will bring you toys next time?" Zhang Ji smiled at the ghost child.

Although there was no mirror in front of him, Zhang Ji also knew in his heart that the smile on his face must be very stiff at this moment.

"Ah~Ah." Looking at Zhang Ji's stiff smile, the corner of the ghost child's mouth grinned, and then he suddenly opened a bloody mouth and bit Zhang Ji's head.

"It's over." Looking at the bloody mouth in front of him, which was enough to bite his head into, Zhang Ji's eyes showed deep despair.

"Whew."

Just as the ghost child was about to bite over, a vicious wind struck from behind Zhang Ji.

"Bang."

Zhang Ji felt his back loosen, and in his sight, the terrifying bloody mouth suddenly ...... Flew out.

“......？ What's the situation? Just when Zhang Ji's eyes were blank.

"Anchor big hamster?" A voice rang out from above Zhang Ji's head.

Zhang Ji raised his head.

I watched a man wearing sunglasses and a very sassy bag come out of the darkness.

"Wearing a pair of sunglasses at night, can this person see the way clearly?" Looking at the man in front of him, a doubt appeared in Zhang Ji's mind for a moment.

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows: "I don't reply to you, you look down on me!" ”

With that, the man pulled out from behind...... A machete more than a meter long.