[Who will tell me if the recent events on the Internet are true, is Jiu Ye really fake? ] 】

[False is true when it's true or not, should I say it or not, it's a fact that she was taken away by ICP, picture .jpg]

[In the future, there will be no need to see "slow walking, no funeral dragon" bouncing on the Internet. 】

[@8卦吧, you are really good! 】

[This hand of hot news, all the news that comes out casually is big news, and it's amazing for the old 8! ] 】

Just when netizens touted Lao 8 and blamed Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu quietly came to the latest video of Lao 8.

The people in the video are scrappy.

In Yan Jiu's eyes.

"8 hexagrams" The dead air on his face was very heavy.

System Panel: [Ding!]

Test object: 8 hexagrams,

Remarks: Precise customer,

Mortality: 100%,

Time of Death: After the first time the mouth is destroyed.

Hosts are advised to pay attention now! 】

System: [Self-inflicted, can't live?] 】

Yan Jiu didn't speak.

She left only one comment.

[@慢走不送殡葬一条龙纸扎用品清仓大甩卖, it is recommended to do less bad things, order a set immediately, and be prepared! ] 】

[Ahh 】

[Be confident, that is. 】

[Jiu Ye began to chant!] 】

[But didn't Jiu Ye go in? ] 】

[Master Jiu: You kid made me a rumor, right? 】

[Ahhh Jiu Ye didn't go in!? 】

[It's really all nonsense on the Internet! 】

Yan Jiu used only one comment.

It shattered all bad words.

In less than half an hour, the news of Yan Jiu's new addition to the watchlist spread on the Internet.

[Old 8: I'm very happy to see you come out, Master Jiu: You're overjoyed. 】

[What do I see? 】

[Jiu Ye is not only fine, but also pays attention to the old 8? 】

[Isn't it true that someone hacked into the message sent by Jiuye's account? ] I'm not talking nonsense, after all, there are hackers who hacked Douyin's transfer to Jiuye, and the dog's head saved his life.jpg]

[Please see the question clearly, the hacker brother hacked into Douyin, and he also said that he didn't hack into Jiuye's account. 】

[Jiuye's account is more difficult to conquer than Douyin!? 】

[Family, who understands my complicated feelings, I am ready to collapse the house and secretly lick my face. 】

[I understand +1!] 】

this day.

Countless netizens have only one thought: the terrifying Jiu Ye is still terrifying.

The drunken maniacs couldn't bear it for a long time, and when they saw Yan Jiu's comments + attention, it was called a madness, and they threatened to be ready to spread rumors.

[It's been followed, little 8.] 】

[Interview you for some feelings.] 】

[Is it cool to spread rumors? 】

[It's cool, right~]

[Rest assured, we will definitely go to your funeral, and we can't burn more paper money! ] 】

Then.

Seeing that he was being followed by Yan Jiu's old 8, he was stunned.

What's going on.

Didn't Yan Jiu go in?

How did he get noticed?

Can people who go in still be able to access the Internet with their mobile phones?

Obviously impossible, then, there is only one correct reason: Yan Jiu didn't actually go in!

So what's the deal with the screenshot he received?

Lao 8 was panicked, he just wanted to rub off on the fake Yan Jiu, after all, Yan Jiu was arrested with photos as evidence, who would have thought that Yan Jiu was not arrested.

If he had known that this would be the case, he would not have been rampant in saying anything, and he would have said it in moderation.

It was the overnight explosion that made him dizzy, and he didn't even carefully distinguish the person who gave him the screenshot anonymously.

While comforting himself that Yan Jiu's attention to the Biga people was fake, he couldn't stop being afraid.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Even if Yan Jiu doesn't know how to be a person.

Then she is also the embodiment of weirdness.

Lao 8 looked at Yan Jiu's fans who did not decrease but increased, and he even wondered, is this all in Yan Jiu's expectations, is he being used by Yan Jiu?

He hurriedly clicked on the live broadcast of Lianmai Yanjiu.

But he was refused.

[Jiu Ye rejected the old 8's microphone! ] 】

[This is the end of the calf.] 】

[Old 8, are you okay? I don't think your face is very good, don't be afraid, it's all fake. 】

[Yes, didn't you say that Jiu Ye faked. 】

[It's all fake, it's all fake. 】

[Don't be too obvious about the schadenfreude of drunkenness. 】

[Jiu Ye was exploded, which one of the people related to Jiu Ye was not affected? ] It is said that the shares of the Chu family have fallen! 】

[Spread rumors with one mouth, refute rumors and break your legs! ] 】

[The Chu family has a big business, why did it lose in public opinion? ] 】

[What else could it be?] No matter how developed the Internet is, spittle can drown elephants. 】

[Hey, don't blame the drunken madness for gloating. 】

[Old 8: After all, it was one person who carried everything. 】

When Yan Jiu paid attention to the "8 hexagrams", when the "8 hexagrams" and Mai Yanjiu were rejected.

Not for a while.

The wind on the Internet has changed.

Immediately afterwards, the background server collapsed directly, and the paralysis of Douyin was called a complete one.

It's torture to be able to only watch and not be able to comment.

Just when netizens wondered if Yan Jiu's attention was a coincidence, the place where Lao 8 was located ushered in an uninvited guest.

In the live broadcast room.

There was a knock on the door of the villa where the old 8 lived on the hill.

"Hello, your delivery has arrived."

The old 8 who was in a daze got up subconsciously.

Relax when you are about to open the door.

He didn't buy a courier.

Lao 8 woke up in fright: "No, the mountains have been covered by heavy snow in the past few days, and I haven't bought express delivery at all, who are you!?" ”

He was about to look through the cat's eye.

Suddenly.

The 30-centimeter steel bar pierced through the cat's eye and pierced into the eyeballs of Lao 8, sprinkling fear throughout the live broadcast room.

If the server doesn't crash, you can post a comment, and the live broadcast room of the old 8 must be covered by an exclamation mark.

When the old 8 retreated in pain.

The door was kicked open.

A man with a small head and a mask walked into the camera of the live broadcast room holding a blood-dripping steel bar.

He punched and smashed the computer as if he were aware of it.

At the moment when the screen went black in the live broadcast room, a tongue-twisting foreign Chinese resounded in the live broadcast room.

“I'll take your life。”

It was as if the screams of being in the slaughterhouse left infinite reverie for netizens in the live broadcast room.

The old 8 is completely on fire!

When Douyin repairs the server.

Comments popped up.

[Shark man, shark man! ] 】

【Shark Man? 】

[Jiuye's attention has fulfilled ......]

[Is it a shark?] Did you report J? 】

[That voice is not like a person from country M, he has a strong accent, and he deliberately imitates it for fear of being recognized, there is a situation. 】

[Most of the normal people in the shark offenders will be first-time offenders, and it is the norm to be born, hyperactive, restless, and outburst, but this heavily armed man obviously doesn't, the shark man is like a family meal for him, it is recommended to investigate thoroughly! ] 】

Yan Jiu didn't know that at this time, Yan Jiu's mobile phone was taken away again and was being interrogated by the top person in charge of District 17.

"Hello, you can call me Anna, I think we can sit down and have a good talk."

Anna, who is dressed in a black uniform and has slightly curly hair, has deep facial features, and her face is similar to Lang Zongyi.

She sat there gracefully.

Hand Yan Jiu a cup of warm coffee.

makes this scene not like an interrogation, but like two friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

Yan Jiu looked at Anna, who had cause and effect with Lang Zongyi: "Can you bring him back to life?" ”

She is willing to come to Area 17 honestly, in addition to the fact that it takes time to recover from the excessive consumption of aura, and the causal line calculated by the compass points here.

Yan Jiu: "Can you let him return to his hometown?" ”

She straightened up.

His gaze inadvertently swept out the window.

The rare wind and snow still shrouded the 17th district, and they blew the trees bent down, and the sound of whistling by was like a ghost crying wolf, as if they were screaming for Lang Zongyi.

Yan Jiu repeated: "Can you? ”

Anna's smile stiffened slightly, and she shook her head slightly: "I can't, if I have to say who can." ”

Anna paused for two seconds.

"That person is only you."

(End of chapter)