Jin Qing rolled over and jumped off the gripper, holding it up firmly before it hit the floor.
Her movements were so neat that everyone looked at her in astonishment, but they didn't know what she was doing.
Xu Ahua screamed and rushed towards Jin Qing, holding her in her arms and patting her up and down: "Da Ya, Da Ya..."
Her brain is not good and she cannot remember the promised name. She only knows that her daughter is Daya.
Jin Qing put the gripper in his hand on the ground and looked at Xu Ahua sideways, but did not push her away.
But Xu Ahua's movements suddenly stopped and she looked at Jin Qing doubtfully: "Da Ya?"
Although Xu Ahua is a fool, Jin Qing heard that this was a question.
Then, Xu Ahua reached out to lift Jin Qing's clothes, and her voice became more and more anxious: "Daya, Daya?"
The voice seemed to be calling a lost person, and it was obvious that Jin Qing's goods were wrong.
Jin Qing's clothes had been burned to pieces and were being lifted up and down by Xu Ahua, and they were completely exposed.
Looking at Xu Ahua's crazy look, Jin Qing sighed, stretched out his hand and lifted Xu Ahua to the position where he looked at her: That's almost enough!
Xu Ahua stretched out her hand and pulled the flesh on Jin Qing's cheeks. She lowered her mouth as if she was about to cry: "Da Ya?"
Feeling a sour feeling in her heart, Jin Qing put Xu Ahua down and reached out to touch her head.
Xu Ahua gave birth to Xu Nuo when she was eighteen years old, and she is just forty this year.
Her appearance is exquisite and beautiful, otherwise she would not be stared at by the idle men in the village.
In addition, Xu Nuo has taken good care of her over the years, so although she is crazy and stupid, her appearance is still outstanding.
Xu Ahua seemed very unwilling to be touched by Jin Qing's hair a few times. She moved her body to the side, not wanting to talk to Jin Qing, the fake who was hiding her daughter.
Jin Qing ignored her and looked up at the ceiling.
I saw an iron fence already appearing where the grip had just fallen.
Each steel bar is as thick as a child's arm. Jin Qing grinned: Interesting.
707: "..." Well, its host is acting great again.
The other ten people obviously did not expect that Jin Qing could escape safely. They immediately stared at Jin Qing in confusion, as if they still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Xiao Lei took two quick steps towards Jin Qing, but stood still two meters away from Jin Qing, and asked cautiously: "Xuan Nuo, are you okay?"
At the same time, Ling Tianen also walked quickly to Xiao Lei and looked at Jin Qing with concern: "Xu Nuo, your injury doesn't matter. Why were you so powerful just now?"
While speaking, Ling Tianen's hand also took hold of Xiao Lei's arm, and Xiao Lei subconsciously held Ling Tianen's hand.
Looking at the clasped hands of Xiao Lei and Ling Tianen, and thinking about what he had promised to bring, Jin Qing suddenly felt that he should say something.
Realizing that Jin Qing was about to make a move, 707 screamed: "Wait a minute, let me turn around first."
Then he began to light the wax silently, hoping that the two of them could bear the blessing from his host.
I saw Jin Qing put his hand aside, reached out to grab the hair of Xiao Lei and Ling Tianen, and bumped their foreheads together like applause: "We have been together for a hundred years, and we will be together forever, and we will have a good relationship, and we will be destined for three lifetimes. The music of the harp and the harp harmoniously makes the years quiet and peaceful. If you give birth to a precious son early, you will not die a happy death..."
707: "..." The last sentence was wrong, but these two should be grateful for the poor vocabulary of their host.
Jin Qing didn't use any force, but Xiao Lei and Ling Tianen suffered.
Following Jin Qing's movements, their foreheads swelled up.
At first, the two of them could still scream, but later, they began to feel dizzy and nauseated...
Finally, when Jin Qing finished speaking his blessings, the two of them lay limply on the ground.
Just when Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at the two people on the ground, wondering if he should say something more.
707 suddenly spoke: "Host, I just discovered that this seems to be an underground live broadcast program."
Hearing the word live broadcast, Jin Qing suddenly became interested: "What does it mean?"
707 hurriedly explained: "Some people are using your lives to bet online. Every choice and action you make can become their betting project, and the winner can get a large amount of money."
"This underground live broadcast room uses a hidden URL and uses online currency transactions. Those who have access to the Internet are the best in various fields. This hidden URL can satisfy their domain desires that they cannot vent in normal times."
While 707 was talking, he was yelling at the person behind the scenes: This is playing with human lives!
Jin Qing looked at the big screen, reached out and scratched the back of his head: "You mean, there are countless people waiting online to see how I will die?"
707 nodded: "That's right!"
Then 707 gave Jin Qing another suggestion: "Host, why don't you demolish this place!"
Jin Qing launched a soul torture on 707: "707, can you go to that website?"
707 was stunned when Jin Qing asked: "Host, what do you want to do? I can't hack into other people's accounts and steal money." Those are all online currencies, so don't put too much hope in him.
Jin Qing, however, comforted 707 with sincere words: "I don't want you to do anything too high-tech, you just need to help me place my bet."
She wants to play this game to the end, but the prerequisite is to make a profit first.
707 was slightly stunned. It felt like it heard something wrong: "Host, what do you mean?"
Jin Qing smiled at it and said, "You know..." Why wouldn't she do such a lucrative thing?
707: "..." No, I don't understand anything, and I refuse to understand anything.
Although it had known that its host was extremely talented in making money, it never expected that its host would not even have a bottom line.
Just when 707 was about to continue to persuade Jin Qing to leave earlier, Xu Ahua, who had turned her back to Jin Qing just now, had already rubbed up to Jin Qing, took the initiative to grab Jin Qing's hand and put it on her head, and kept chanting: "Da Ya, Da Ya..."
707: "..." Warrior, you are really brave. You are really not afraid of my host crushing your skull!
Others looked at Jin Qing in shock, obviously unable to figure out why Jin Qing would take action against Xiao Lei.
They were all caught inexplicably.
Regardless of their current nationality, the twelve people in this room are all Chinese.
There are retired athletes who immigrated to country A, backpackers, well-known entrepreneurs, rich second generation, internet celebrities, former police officers and homeless people.
When the people behind the scenes chose their targets, they seemed to have deliberately placed these Chinese people together.
Being locked up in a strange place was already unsettling enough.
Jin Qing, who had narrowly escaped death, suddenly hurt someone, which made everyone panic: now is the time when everyone needs to unite, and they can't figure out why Jin Qing would take action against Xiao Lei.
