Soon, Flea came to the Martyrs Cemetery holding a mobile phone.
Here you only need to climb over a wall and you will go directly to the Martyrs Cemetery.
Flea was also familiar with the road, and soon found a small, lower gap that she often browsed.
Walking to this small gap, he came directly to the Martyrs Cemetery.
"Brothers, I have arrived at the Martyrs Cemetery now. I want to watch thunder singing on the graves, and I want to see me peeing in the cemetery."
What I have to say is that Flea has been live broadcasting for such a long time in a curious way.
It has also accumulated a lot of fans.
After the words fell, people quickly started counting numbers in the live broadcast room.
In addition, Flea has called the house managers of many live broadcast rooms online, and has also blocked many water friends from Lin Rou's live broadcast room.
Now, there are fewer and fewer comments in the live broadcast room saying that he will be slapped tonight.
So, the flea began to feel proud again.
Standing at the Martyrs Cemetery with his feet on the tombstones, Flea fixed his cell phone on a nearby tree branch.
He took out his portable music amplifier from his pocket and pressed the play button on the stereo.
In an instant, the passionate and demonic music began to reverberate in the originally silent cemetery.
After the prelude passed, Flea also spoke to the live broadcast room in a familiar manner.
"Jing Lei's cultivation level reaches the sky, and the sky collapses and the earth falls into the Purple Gold Hammer."
"The mysterious flame of Zidian makes the Nine Heavens Hanging Sword shockingly change."
"Dark clouds are galloping over the battlefield, and the mist and rain are roaring."
"Passionate and full of hatred since ancient times, holding a crescent blade."
.....
While singing, Flea's body swayed to the rhythm of the music.
Fans of Flea in the live broadcast room also became excited at this moment.
"My Brother Flea, Jing Lei is becoming more and more proficient in singing."
"Yo yo yo, look at these little dance steps, don't tell me, it's pretty cool."
"Jing Lei's heaven-reaching cultivation..."
"It has to be me, Brother Flea. I won't watch the live broadcast platform without you. I hope I won't get screwed."
...
The live broadcast room is full of fans who are the same as Flea.
As the flea's dance became more and more magical, they also began to frantically send out barrages and gifts.
The number of people online has soared at this moment.
Listening to the intense music and the constant swaying of the body, adrenaline began to surge wildly.
The flea only felt that his blood was burning.
Especially looking at the gifts that water friends kept giving out, Flea began to feel hot all over.
The fear of Lin Rou before was long forgotten at this moment.
After the chorus ended, he started yelling at the phone screen.
"Damn, you still want to slap me? Why should you slap me?"
"What's wrong with Lin Rou? Even if the Lord of Hell comes today, he will still call me Brother Flea."
"Don't you like to dance? Tomorrow I will blast your live broadcast room. Who among the brothers is willing to go with me..."
As he spoke, Flea's mood became more and more intense.
With the messy dance of his feet, he kicked the flowers in front of the tombstone all over the floor.
A bottle of wine that someone was visiting next to him was also kicked away by him, and it hit the tombstone and broke into pieces.
But what the flea didn't notice was that the broken wine bottle didn't fly very far, but after rolling a few times, it stood next to the tombstone again.
On the base of the wine bottle, there is a sharp branch that is more than ten centimeters long pointing toward the sky.
In the night, the arrows of the branches exude a chill.
...
"Damn it, damn it, how can such a person still live in this world?"
In the extremely luxurious room, Chen Shuaiwen watched the live broadcast with a speechless expression.
"But no matter what, isn't this guy still living well?"
"What kind of bullshit are you paying attention to? I just said it was a hype. It's boring and I won't watch it."
After complaining for a while, Chen Shuaiwen turned off the TV with a look of disdain.
at the same time.
In Lin Rou's live broadcast room.
"Nah! This guy really deserves to die."
"Sister Lin Rou, when are you going to do it? People like this will do it sooner rather than later."
"Fuck...I can't help but want to go to the Martyrs Cemetery and beat this kid up. With all the sacrifices on the ground, he is really too unreasonable towards his ancestors."
"I really want his parents to see what kind of unworthy descendant he has given birth to."
"I feel that after his father saw it, he must have regretted not hitting the wall."
"Quickly, if you don't move, I can't hold back the kitchen knife in my hand."
.......
The water friends in Lin Rou's live broadcast room were disgusted by the flea's behavior.
They all sent out barrages to complain about his behavior.
After seeing the comments from the water friends, Lin Rou still looked disapproving.
He smiled helplessly at the audience, and then said: "I think... it should be soon!"
.......
at the same time.
"Captain Liu, why? Why do we have to protect this kind of thing? I can't help it anymore."
The police officers hiding in the dark felt like they were sickened by fleas.
If it weren't for the special circumstances, some impatient police officers would really want to step forward and slap him twice.
Before that, they had heard that this flea was cheap, but after seeing it with their own eyes, it was still hard to accept.
Where is the Martyrs Cemetery?
It is a sacred place where the ashes of revolutionary ancestors are buried.
Now he is trampled under his feet by this sand sculpture.
They all turned their heads away from the flea. If they continued to look at it, the flea would really piss them off.
Not only the police, but also Liu Yun was helplessly holding his forehead at this moment.
Not to mention these hot-blooded young police officers, even this old detective is usually so calm.
At this moment, everyone's defenses were broken and they couldn't stand it anymore.
"That's it for today...bring this guy back first."
Unable to bear it any longer, Liu Yun spoke to the police officers through the headset.
"Okay, okay, Captain!"
After hearing the captain's order, several police officers could no longer hold back their desire to beat fleas.
Now that the captain is speaking, how can they hold back?
Especially when I saw the flea dancing in the wind.
Immediately, they wanted to step forward and push the sand sculpture to the ground, and give him a black hand.
For the time being, let’s not talk about anything else, but let me express the bad anger in my heart first.
But that's it.
Something unexpected happened.
The flea was originally dancing in front of a disadvantaged tombstone.
But as more and more gifts appeared in the live broadcast room, he became extremely excited.
His brain began to heat up, his eyes began to blur, and he was extremely excited.
Then, the flea climbed directly onto the tombstone, stepping on the tombstone and shouting crazily.
"Brothers, watch out. This difficult talent will only be shown once today. If you miss it, you will have to wait until next year."
