The live broadcast begins.

Zhang Qilin, wearing a doll mask in the chainsaw, stood in front of the computer, picked up the knife without saying a word, and deliberately shaking it in front of the camera.

The number of people watching the live broadcast began to surge.

He walked to Ni Yin, grabbed her long, pulled her up, and turned to reveal her blue and white face. Then, he sneered a few times, and the knife slid across her face jokingly.

Ni Yin was frozen and had no reaction.

Feeling bored, he knocked her head with the hilt of the knife. Ni Yin frowned, barely opened her eyes, and bleeding from her forehead. However, as he said, in such extreme cold conditions, the wound is indeed prone to coagulation.

She slowly closed her eyes again, like flesh on a felt board, and was slaughtered.

Zhang Qilin didn't like her half-death look, and she suddenly punched and kicked her, and asked her to beg him for mercy before she died! This is the honor that the winner should enjoy!

When he was tired of fighting, he turned around and looked at the computer, and the screen was covered with barrage.

Some say it is satisfying, some feel cruel, and some even shout that they want to see the bloodier ones.

Zhang Qilin smiled. This kind of worldly attention is what he should be.

He was a little proud. Not everyone could hold others' life and death in his hand. It felt like stepping on the clouds. A deep foot or a shallow foot was a subtle feeling of suspension, which was more satisfying than his smoking marijuana!

He changed his knife, which was one inch longer and was sharper.

Holding it between his fingers, he played with it carefully, intending to fully express the fear before death.

Just then, a barrage reminded: "Be careful behind!"

He subconsciously turned around after seeing this, but it was too late. A large piece of black cloth was pulled towards him and hooded him from his head to his feet!

"Go to die!"

Ni Yin and the desk pushed him down, grabbed the chair and smashed him hard! Then rushed towards the door!

The door was locked and could not be opened without a key. She gritted her teeth and could only turn around to find the key. Zhang Qilin broke free from the black cloth, held the knife in his hand, and roared at her: "Look at what you did!"

He hated her for ruining his live broadcast!

He yelled and rushed over. Ni Yin quickly avoided her. She was physically limited, and she was frigid and had been frozen for so long. She was inevitably stiff and slow. She was pulled back by Zhang Qilin and her body hit the wall heavily!

His cheeks were pressed against a layer of ice, and when he left, he almost lifted up his skin. Ni Yin grinned in pain, and his bones were about to be knocked apart.

"Kill you!" He shouted, his whole body full of anger.

Ni Yin didn't care about the pain, so she got up and ran away, surrounding the knocked table, avoiding left and right.

Suddenly, she saw a dagger with sharp eyes, rushed over and snatched it. Zhang Qilin also rushed over and stepped on her hand with her foot!

"ah"

Ni Yin screamed in pain, feeling that his wrist was about to break!

But she couldn't give up, otherwise there would be only a dead end. She gritted her teeth and extended her fingers forward. Her fingertips had already touched the hilt of the knife. However, Zhang Qilin crushed her hand hard at this time, admiring her madness and struggle when she was dying.

Ni Yin raised his foot and kicked him in the middle of his legs!

"Um itch!" Zhang Qilin bent down in pain. Ni Yin took the opportunity to get up, held the knife in his hand, and waved it towards him!

Zhang Qilin reluctantly avoided the pain, and after taking a breath, he screamed and rushed forward. Ni Yin was knocked over by him, holding the knife in his hand horizontally, aiming at his neck and pricking it! Zhang Qilin pulled her hand away, pinched her wrist, and hit the ground hard.

Ni Yin held the knife tightly and refused to let go. Without weapons, she had no chance of life.

The tyranny gave Zhang Qilin a bloodthirsty pleasure. He glanced at the computer that fell to the ground and just aimed it at them. He shouted excitedly: "Live broadcast, start now!"

Pressing her with one hand, raising the knife with the other

Ni Yin took a deep breath, saw the opportunity, and rolled towards the side suddenly, and Zhang Qilin's sword fell into vain.

"I said, you must cooperate with me well!" Zhang Qilin stood up and no longer rushed forward, but stared at Ni Yin with a hideous smile, "I am not good at being punished."

Ni Yin's hands were shaking, her wrist was purple and bruised, and there were scratches on the ice.

"What about you? When are you going to hell?"

Zhang Qilin opened his arms indifferently and shook his head slowly: "Hell is afraid of me too."

Ni Yin was laughing, "No one sent you down!"

Zhang Qilin sneered: "Are you?"

Ni Yin glanced at the computer and was still shooting, and the barrage had already covered the entire screen.

"You're right, today is indeed a good day for live broadcasts."

She suddenly grabbed the corner of the cloth at her feet and raised a large piece of cloth.

Zhang Qilin stepped on the cloth under her feet, and she was pulled to the ground without any attention. The next second, Ni Yin had already pounced on him and stabbed into his shoulder! Zhang Qilin screamed, and she red eyes, put the knife in a few minutes, then held the handle tightly, and turned it around for half a circle...

"ah"

The scream pierced the eardrum.

Zhang Qilin woke up from the stimulation, kicked Ni Yin away, and slashed her in the abdomen! Ni Yin couldn't dodge in time and drew a hole of more than ten centimeters. She was so painful that she was sweating in her cold sweat, but she didn't dare to stop!

Zhang Qilin rushed over and fought with her.

This life-and-death game has nothing to do with men and women, and it is purely a beast-like showdown. Ni Yin suffered a loss because of her innate conditions and was suppressed by Zhang Qilin and unable to move.

But she is cruel and bloody enough.

Seizing the opportunity, she reached out and clenched towards his shoulder, her fingers into the wound, wishing she could cut out a piece of meat!

"Ah," Zhang Qilin screamed in pain, and half of his arms were numb.

Ni Yin grabbed the knife on the ground and wanted to stab it again. Zhang Qilin suddenly hit his head on the forehead, and his eyes suddenly showed stars and his head was dizzy. The knife was snatched away at this time.

Zhang Qilin's eyes were red, ignoring the blood column on his shoulders that looked like a small waterfall. He made a deep laugh, saying word by word: "Live broadcast, continue."

The knife was about to fall, and at a critical moment, the door of the freezer was suddenly exploded!

The violent sound made people's scalp numb, and with a stream of white smoke, the group rushed in!

"Don't move!"

"Put down the knife!"

Several guns were pointed at Zhang Qilin at the same time.

He seemed to have not reacted yet, and then he looked at the computer as soon as possible.

The live broadcast continues.

He actually smiled with relief and said, "It's okay." The next second, the knife still fell on it.

After a gunshot, the knife fell to the ground.

Zhang Qilin fell to the ground, a hole was made by a bullet on his wrist, and his whole hand was almost ruined! He was so painful that he kept crying, and the police rushed over and controlled him.

Ni Yin lay on the ground, no longer having the strength in her body, and she couldn't move.

Someone rushed forward immediately, picked her up, and hugged her tightly in his arms, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Ni Yin wanted to laugh, so she could only pull the corners of her mouth and slowly closed her eyes: "It's not too late to come."

Very tired and want to sleep.

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Luo Yinan hugged Ni Yin out of the freezer, and Lang Xun and others immediately met him.

"How is Lawyer Ni?"

"Sister is okay?"

Ayuan and the toothpick were also very concerned. Seeing Ni Yin’s miserable situation, the toothpick’s eyes turned red. She stared at Zhang Qilin who was being taken away, and her teeth were itchy, "Damn, I really want to kill him!"

Lang Xun turned his head to look at it, his eyes were extremely cold.

"The so-called death live broadcast is just to increase effective persuasion when doing a mental appraisal."

A Yuan was stunned: "No way?!"

Toothpick hates: "Is there any other kingly law? This is OK?"

Luo Yinan gritted his teeth and hugged Ni Yin back to the car without saying a word, put her in place before looking at her face carefully.

There is a wound on the forehead and it is still bleeding. There is no place on the face that can be seen, either blue or purple.

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to check her whole body, and asked someone to come and take care of her, and he returned to the scene.

There is chaos here.

I don’t know where the media got the news, but I have already scattered the place and conducted on-site reports outside the cordon, which has brought great inconvenience to the police’s work.

The toothpick was still worried about Ni Yin, so she kept looking into the car.

Ayuan suddenly asked, "Where is Chen Yue?"

"Ah?" The toothpick then reacted and looked into his car. The door was wide open and there was no shadow of Chen Yue.

"Oops!"

The two of them hurried to find someone, and they were anxious, complaining: "What did you think Brother Xun bring her out today?"
To be continued...