The drunk ran away, and the wind was not happy.

The counter-chase begins.

"Official—you wait for me——— official——-"

A sound of officials, with the wind chanting surprising ghost steps, seemed to float over, and the speed was still fast, so that the drunk man in front waved his arms and shouted for help.

"Help——- there's a ghost—"

In such a scientific worldview, the impact of a ghost is really a bit big.

I don't know how many people who heard this voice, looked at their phones in a different posture, complaining that the stereo in other people's homes was too loud.

[No, I'm going to laugh when I pee!] 】

[I'm really going crazy! Wind chanting, you're too awesome! 】

[The fastest decanting speed in history was born. 】

The wind chanted and the drunk was anti-routine, chasing all the way, shouting all the way, the voice was mournful and lingering, mixed with yin and yin, accompanied by the fog sent by the night wind, and the ghost film didn't need to be set up.

The drunk ran to the end, crawling and walking.

Crying while crawling.

"You can let me go—I can't, I'm kidney-deficient!"

"I really can't, you can't breathe much yang energy——-"

A few words from the drunk man completely made the live broadcast room laugh crazy.

Which big brother is this, is it really good to blow himself up like this!

"Official--slave ——-"

"What the hell!"

On the second encounter with the police in a day.

Feng Yin, who pretended to be a ghost, immediately straightened his waist, and his voice was no longer clamped, and he expressed the most sincere welcome to the police comrades with the best mental outlook.

"Comrade policeman - help—he drank too much and wanted to insult me!"

"Woooooooooo

Feng Yin's posture made the police comrades opposite bite their lips with difficulty, unable to laugh, not wanting to laugh.

But the voice of who cries is dubbed by himself: woo woo woo

As it turns out, Wind Groan can.

"Woo-woo-woo--woo-woo-"

"This comrade, stop for a while, and the train will enter the station."

[Is this asking me to die laughing in the live broadcast room! ] 】

[No, no, I'm in the hospital with a smile! ] 】

[I almost didn't come up in one breath when I laughed.] 】

At this time, the drunken brother who was crawling in front of him finally stood up and stared at Feng Yin.

"You're — you're not a ghost!"

"I am a staunch materialist, believe in science, believe in the party, how can I be a ghost."

Feng Yin blinked, pointed to his shadow and said, "You see, my pretty shadow doesn't agree. ”

"You're a ——-"

The man was so excited that he jumped up and hit someone, but Feng Yin accidentally kicked over.

The police comrade who stopped in the middle only saw one foot, which kicked the man's waist at a tricky angle.

"Ahh The man pointed at Feng Yin and shouted, but Feng Yin hugged his shoulders and shouted tremblingly: "Help, help me call the police!" ”

The policemen on the side were speechless!

They're right here, okay!

"Stop making trouble!"

Feng Yin finally got a little serious, and showed his mobile phone to the police comrades.

"How many people have I proved that this person came up and asked me to play? I'm a single beautiful actress, and I'm really scared. ”

"Then you're pretending to be a ghost to scare him?"

Feng Yin shook his head and said disapprovingly: "How can I pretend to be a ghost, I call it luring the enemy deep, and even use myself as bait, what a great spirit of fearless sacrifice this is, I ——-"

"Stop, stop! Shut up. ”

Comrade police really can't listen to it anymore, but Feng Yin is really not at fault.

The man who had already sobered up on the side was taken back to the police station, and he was of a bad nature, probably to be detained.

Feng Yin naturally wanted to go back and record it, and she followed happily next to the police comrade.

"Comrade, what time does your supper start?"