[The plagiarist dies the whole family! ] 】

[Obviously, the release time is much later than the fish sauce, but can you still be cheeky and say that the fish sauce is plagiarized? ] I'm laughing to death! 】

[If you can't come up with evidence, you make a big bet with Yuru and write strange stories on live broadcast? ] also posted on Weibo that Yulu robbed your boyfriend a lot? Rub the heat, or you will. 】

[When the big-faced plate slammed into front of the camera, I thought I was watching a horror live broadcast. 】

[The strange talk you wrote is not very good, but it looks similar to the strange talk.] 】

[It's so ugly and you dare to start a live broadcast, vomit~]

Peng Yu tried to suppress the anger and hatred on his face, trying his best not to let himself pay attention to those barrages.

Because the wicked person of Yumi sued first, she was sentenced to pay Yumi compensation of 3 million. And her new book has also been swiped by various bad reviews by Yulu's book fans, and the rating data of her reading has gone wild.

This live broadcast may not be a good idea, but it is her only chance.

She didn't talk nonsense, and she didn't continue to look at those barrages, and directly started typing on the keyboard.

[I'm lying on the bed reading a novel.] The protagonist was threatened with death because of spraying people on the Internet, and the protagonist didn't take it seriously, but I, the reader, knew that the protagonist was going to be unlucky. 】

[Sure enough, there was a knock on the door of the protagonist's house, and the stupid protagonist actually chose to open the door directly.] Wait a minute...... Why is there a knock on my door? 】

After typing the last word, Peng Yu suddenly heard a knock on the door.

She only felt a chill in her back.

Who is so coincidental that the third watch came knocking on the door in the middle of the night?

The barrage is starting to get lively.

[I...... There was a knock on my door! I counted it, and every second it rang, very regular, like my heartbeat......]

[I heard a knock on the door too!] I'm home now! Damn, I was so scared that I quickly shrunk into the bed! 】

[Don't make this kind of joke in the middle of the night, okay? ] Wait a minute...... There was a knock on my door? 】

[My family too!] I didn't order takeout! 】

Peng Yu only felt more panicked, but she didn't want to think about it.

She comforted herself that this was a prank on the part of the audience, engaging in a sense of atmosphere.

She ignored the knock and continued to code.

[I felt strange, after opening the door, I found that it was dark outside, neither the voice-activated lights nor the sensor lights were on, and there was no figure around. 】

The knock on the door was still ringing regularly.

It's the same as it said in the barrage, one second at a time.

Regularity...... It's not like a living person knocking on the door.

Peng Yu suddenly noticed a special barrage.

[Brothers, I can't stand this knock on the door, I'm going to open the door!] If I don't come back within five minutes, you'll call the police for me!" 】

[The brother upstairs left an address. 】

No matter how he shouted in the live broadcast room, there was no more barrage of that person, as if something had really happened to him.

Suddenly, a barrage encouraged Peng Yu to open the door.

Someone promised that when she went to open the door, he would give her a gift.

Thinking about the compensation of up to three million, Peng Yu finally mustered up his courage.

Sure enough, there is nothing more terrible in the world than poverty.

She picked up the mobile phone used for live broadcast and walked out of the room, so that even if there was something wrong with the person knocking on the door, she should not commit murder in front of so many viewers in the live broadcast room.

The strange knock continued, Peng Yu took a deep breath, held the doorknob, and cautiously, pressed down little by little.

She didn't dare push the door open completely.

Only a small slit was opened, and he peeked out cautiously.

It was pitch black outside, and there was nothing.

Suddenly, there was a sizzling sound in my ears, and all the lights around me went out in an instant.

Including her phone lights.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and the darkness made her heart beat faster.

The discomfort of the darkness in human genes, and the fear of the unknown, made her hands tense as she held the doorknob.

She took a deep breath and closed the gap little by little.

A second before the gap was completely closed, Peng Yu felt a slight wind blowing in.

It was like someone was blowing on her.

It's just that the wind is too cold, mixed with an inexplicable fishy smell.

It's kind of like ...... The smell of blood.

Peng Yu only felt chills all over his body, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

She slowed down for a full minute before her stiff hand moved again.

"What's going on?"

She moved her fingers slightly.

There was no knocking at the door, and she still felt that something dangerous was wandering outside.

She used the smallest and gentlest technique in her life, tried not to make any sound, and locked the door.

She subconsciously looked at her phone and found that she couldn't turn it on.

It seems to be shut down because of the lack of power.

"I remember that my phone still has power."

She could only comfort herself that she had misremembered, and kept groping for the wall to find the switch for the light.

The switches that used to be found at a glance are now far away.

I finally touched it, but it was useless to press it.

"It looks like there's a power outage. It's really unlucky, I can't continue to broadcast live. ”

Peng Yu subconsciously wanted to sigh, but for some reason, her breath was blocked in her heart, and she couldn't get out.

In complete darkness, she felt against the wall and continued to walk, knocking three times before finally returning to the room.

She fumbled with the edge of the cold windowsill and closed it with a screech.

After making sure that there was no place to enter, she finally calmed down and got into the quilt.

"There should be a call tomorrow, so let's broadcast it live then."

She forced herself to close her eyes.

"Continuing with what I wrote earlier, the invisible monster outside the door should have used the darkness to sneak into the protagonist's house. When the protagonist turns her back, it chops off her head with an axe. ”

Obviously just conceiving the plot, Peng Yu seemed to have consumed a lot of energy, and he was so tired that he fell asleep directly.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.

She tried to turn on the light, and sure enough, the call had already come.

She charged her phone as soon as possible, and went to boil water to prepare instant noodles, only to find that there was no food in the house.

"I can only go out."

Peng Yu kept her head down when she was washing, because she didn't want to see her ugly and fat self in the mirror.

"I'd love to find a black cloth to cover this mirror! Why do I have to put a mirror in the toilet? ”

After washing, the phone was already charged to 19 percent, and she deliberately waited until 20 percent before unplugging it out of the door.

She put on a mask and made sure to cover half of her face before going out.

As she went downstairs, she noticed a large number of tenants gathered in front of a house.

It also seems to have been cordoned off, and people in police uniforms are constantly coming and going.

"Dead?"

Peng Yu suddenly became interested, and hurried over to watch the excitement. But there were so many people that she couldn't squeeze in at all, so she could only stand outside and listen to the tenants.

"I heard that this man was hacked to death from behind. Good guys, just a knife! Just cut off the head! ”

"So ruthless? How strong is this murderer? ”

"Don't talk about knives, the female forensic doctor said that the murder weapon should be an axe. Moreover, the most bizarre thing is not the beheading, but when the beheading is chopped, the surrounding spurting blood stains are intact...... It stands to reason that if you cut an artery, the person's blood should be sprinkled around like a fountain, and the blood stains will be missing from the place where the murderer stands, because the body blocks it. But the scene was not like this, the spurting blood stains were intact, that is, when the person died, there was no murderer present. The medical examiner said that the victim may have been self-sufficient. Kill. ”

"Fuck you. Kill! I don't know what spurts of blood are missing, but who can cut off their heads by suicide? Moreover, the medical examiner said that the murder weapon should be an axe, and 'should' know what it means? In other words, no conclusive murder weapon was found at the scene of the crime! Even if this person is ruthless enough to cut off his head at once, then after he cuts off his head, can he still deal with the murder weapon? ”