Chapter 113

Just about to get up, but suddenly felt that the football inexplicably heavy, reporters some stunned, did not expect that this small football actually with the root, can not take up.

In the end, a bite of teeth and a hard lift, in the end, or to pick up the ball. With a proud smile, the reporter raised the football to his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Suddenly, he suddenly heard the sound of tick tick tick, and he was slightly stunned. Just wondering where the water came from here, I noticed that my feet were a little cold, as if there was water.

After touching the football again, he found that the football was leaking, and his hands were wet. When he touched it carefully, he found a crack in the place he held.

"Shit! I say how heavy it is The reporter scolded in a low voice, turning the ball, trying to see what happened to the crack and how it split. The ball was still so full and hard to feel.

With a torch in his mouth, the reporter turned the ball upside down.

I saw that the whole ball was bloodstained in such a short time, and the crack in the crack was still gushing blood. The smell of blood became more and more intense. The reporter 's hand trembled slightly, but he still clenched the flashlight on his mouth and reached out to pick up the seam.

This must be the cause of Lin niansi's injury. He wants to get the exclusive! Thinking of this, his eyes filled with crazy, no longer hesitated, two hands to the opposite direction of a pick, revealing the things inside.

Gala --

the seam was pulled a little wider by him, so he moved the flashlight down and aimed at the hole.

A pair of blood red eyes and his four eyes.

It seems that something has nailed him in place, and he can't move. A cold air spreads from the bottom of his feet all over his body. There seems to be a kilogram weight on his hand, but his eyes want to move and can't move. He is just staring at the blood red eyes in a daze.

The eyes suddenly blinked, and the reporter finally came to his senses and threw the ball away with a scream. The flashlight in his mouth rolled to the ground because of his scream. He had no time to pick it up and ran back like crazy.

The wind bursts, the wind sounds like a cry, a miserable wail.

The reporter did not dare to look back, but ran out with all his life, and his mouth was still screaming. However, no matter how he called, the security guard was like taking a sleeping pill, sleeping soundly, while the reporter, no matter how he ran, was still in the football field.

As the sound of "Shuo Da"

was getting closer and closer, the reporter looked back in horror and saw that the football kept rolling towards itself. With a slight slap, the football hit his leg.

The reporter stopped and bowed his head stiffly.

It almost scared him out of his wits. That seam inside exposed is not a pair of blood red eyes, but a bloody mouth!

Bang -

he seemed to hear some cracking sound and turned his head rigidly. Only then did he find that the mouth inside the football bit his ankle, and the pain gradually dissipated. Finally, he came to his senses and tried to get rid of the football.

However, the more the football bites, the tighter it gets.

Hiss -

what is the tearing sound? He is wearing shorts today, not pants. Suddenly, a large piece of flesh was missing from the ankle, revealing the pale bone inside. The bright red blood image was just reflected and kept pouring out.

"Help! Help The reporter cried out in despair and ran again.

"Hee hee hee..." Laughter came out of the football, "run You run... "

Like a cat catching a mouse, football began to chase after reporters.

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when Zheng Quzhi was woken up by the alarm clock, he wanted to drop the alarm clock, but he finally got out of bed swearing. Today, he didn't know whether to go to the studio. Yesterday, director Fan didn't say, and no one asked, so he didn't know what to do today.

Wei Yan was not seen in the room. Zheng Qu knew that the bed gas was enough, and then he began to worry about Wei Yan.

One night later, he was not sure whether Wei Yan was angry. In fact, in his eyes, it's just a small thing, but strangely enough, Wei Yan likes to be angry at these little things.

"Ah." Every two or three days make complaints about the future.

"Qu Zhi! Qu Zhi There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Zheng Quzhi scratched his head and went to open the door. He saw Lian Lian Kan standing outside the door anxiously. As soon as he opened the door, he quickly closed the door and said in a hurry: "something's wrong!"

"What's the matter? Lin Nian's four legs are going to die Zheng Quzhi didn't feel much.

"It's a death!" Lian liankan glared at him.

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi was completely stunned. His face was full of disbelief, and his voice trembled: "Lin niansi is dead? Because of the inexplicable wound yesterday? "

As soon as he finished, Lian liankan hit a chestnut. Lian liankan hated the iron and steel curse: "you're looking forward to other people's bad! If he hears it, he won't kill you! "

"Who in the world was killed?" Zheng Quzhi coughed and looked up at the ceiling."A journalist." Speaking of this, even liankan brain melon seed pain, this matter is boiling, they are really bad luck, finally took a film, but also a lot of big and small things.

Reporter???

Thinking of a reporter he didn't know well, Zheng Quzhi put down his heart and walked out. He said, "it's none of our business. Go and have breakfast."

"Don't go out yet!" Even liankan stopped him and finally said the most important point, "that reporter happened on our set. The whole football field is full of blood and pieces of meat. Don't mention how disgusting. Now the police come here to investigate. You will go out later."

"Pieces of meat?" Zheng Quzhi breathed, "is there a bloody head?"

"Yes." Even liankan nodded and said with deep heart: "this is a very evil sect, and the monitoring there is also inexplicably broken. I don't think it is a dirty thing. Otherwise, how could the meat be so broken? I heard that there is a security guard there. The security guard didn't hear any sound. Do you think it's an evil gate? So don't worry about it. Don't you say that you are the body of Yin Qi? "

Zheng Quzhi sighs, how many people have died? Even if he doesn't care, isn't Wei Yan going to take care of it? It's no different from him to take care of it, but on the surface, he is honest: "I know, I won't take care of it."

After thinking about it, he asked again: "where's Fu Yun? Didn't you see him so early in the morning

I don't think he's leaving him to investigate the case?

As soon as the words fell, the door was opened. Wei Yan came in with a bag of breakfast and soymilk.

His face turned into a pretty face like that of his neighbor's brother. Lian liankan laughed and snatched a steamed bun from his hand. He said with a smile, "this assistant is really competent. Where did you buy the steamed stuffed bun? I'm just hungry

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