The fat man looked at Jiang Hao in embarrassment, "Brother Death, I heard that you appeared. Two thousand people rushed in the live broadcast room at once. They were all shouting to let you show your face. I want to ask, are you interested in live broadcasting?"

In other worlds, Jiang Hao has also played live broadcasts. In the world of Shocking Demons, he has been interested in a long time since he heard the fat man ask.

"You come and drive." Jiang Hao said.

When the fat man heard this, his eyes narrowed with a smile and immediately shouted to the camera, "Okay, friends, don't swing the screen anymore. Brother Death agreed to live broadcast. Let's change the seats now, I'll drive him to do live broadcast."

The car parked on the side of the road, Jiang Hao and Fatty Mark changed positions. Mark drove. Jiang Hao put on his headphones, held the camera with his cell phone, and greeted him with a smile, "Screaming, my name is Jiang Hao, I am a Chinese student."

The live broadcast room began to flood the screen.

"Brother Death!"

"The person favored by the god of death."

"Brother Death, let me tell you about your experiences in the past few times. Although I have read the news reports, I want to hear you tell me about it myself."

Seeing the message, Jiang Hao smiled, "I want to hear my personal experience and feelings. No problem, then I will tell you the story..."

He has studied drama performance, worked as a professional actor, and has been on the big stage, and is used to fooling people. Jiang Hao can tell stories casually, and he can tell the story of the air crash and the ups and downs of the air crash, which makes many people fascinated. Even Mark next to him is driving while eavesdropping with his ears.

Half an hour later, Jiang Hao finally finished talking about the air crash, and more than 5,000 people had gathered in the live broadcast room at this time. After Jiang Hao finished talking, many people were still unsatisfied.

At this moment, several gifts floated across the screen.

Someone in the comment area said: "Brother Death personally experienced it. I was so nervous when I just listened to it. I was completely immersed in the story just now and forgot to give gifts."

This reward model is the same as China's live broadcast platform.

Someone led the gifts instantly flooded the screen and floated by. Jiang Hao thought, no wonder so many people played live broadcasts, they really made money. Just say, "Old Six Six Six" and you'll get the money."

The fat man glanced at him and shouted in surprise, "Oh my God, since I have been broadcasting, there have never been more than 500 people in the live broadcast room. Now there are more than 5,000 people, which is ten times more than mine."

"No one has ever given me such a gift. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

I've had enough fun and enjoyed it. Jiang Hao turned off the live broadcast.

Now that Mark Fat is driving, Jiang Hao is troublesome, sits comfortably, takes out his mobile phone and searches. He hasn't bought his cinnabar yellow paper yet, see if he can find it online.

I have to say that the Internet is powerful, and it is eye-opening after searching. All kinds of weird things are sold on the Internet, such as the original flavor, the 18-year-old girl BaBa, her personal idle girlfriend, and the soap made from her mother R...

These things are all, not to mention that Jiang Hao has found many places to sell them. After searching the nearest ones, I found that there is a store selling magical instruments, talismans and supplies in Dallas, and there are all the things Jiang Hao wants in his store.

When contacting the seller, Jiang Hao asked, the other party said there was stock, which made Jiang Hao very happy. He had to go to Dallas anyway, so he just went to the store to buy it himself.

I wrote down the address and turned off my phone. I pulled out a cigar from my body and slowly started smoking, leisurely.

Fatty Mark drove the car and glanced at Jiang Hao from time to time, and stopped talking. The live broadcast just now allowed the fat man to see the power of Brother Death. After a while, Xiaopang finally plucked up the courage, "Brother Death?"

Jiang Hao glanced at Xiaopang, "Please call me Jiang Hao."

"Okay, Jiang Hao, are you interested in doing live broadcasts? We can form a team. What do you think?" Xiaopang asked.

Jiang Hao smiled slightly after hearing this, "Group with me? Didn't you hear them say that I am the one favored by the God of Death? If you follow me, aren't you afraid of being missed by the God of Death?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across the fat man's face. No one is afraid of death, but the idea of ​​becoming famous quickly occupied his thoughts. Now, many anchors are trying their best to make trouble in order to become famous. What is the limit, jumping off a building, climbing,

Some people in the United States even broadcast live murder, brutally killing an old man with a gun, and claiming that they killed 13 people.

There is also a girl who drove her 14-year-old sister to live broadcast. Because the live broadcast affected her driving, she hit the side of the road. Her sister ran out of the car window because she didn't wear a seat belt and fell to death. Her sister was not anxious and continued to live broadcast with her mobile phone to film her sister's death.

You won’t survive without being crazy.

"I'm willing to try!"

Xiaopang looked at Jiang Hao and said firmly.

Before Jiang Hao could answer Mark Fat, the music on the radio stopped. The host broadcast the report: "Now the emergency news is being broadcast. The meteorological department has observed that a huge unstable air mass has formed over the south of Oklahoma City. Experts analyzed that there is a possibility of a tornado. Please pay attention to safety in the surrounding residents and pedestrians."

The news broadcast ends and the song begins to play again.

The car window was open and the wind was obviously strong. He poured in. Jiang Hao looked up at the distance and found that the sky behind him became gloomy. There was a warning sign in his heart that he felt something was going to happen.

At this moment, a "ding" sounded in Jiang Hao's mind.

"The death pursuit begins, countdown begins..."

Open the system panel, and the countdown is already displayed, "1:59:57".

Depend on,

It started again.

I don’t know how many shows Death has prepared for himself this time.

"Hey, Jiang Hao, you haven't answered me yet. Do you agree to form a team?" Xiaopang asked after seeing that Jiang Hao didn't say anything.

Jiang Hao's expression became serious, he looked at Xiaopang and said, "Stop on the road, I'll drive!"

Xiaopang was startled and immediately stopped by the side of the road. Jiang Hao quickly sat in the driver's seat and said to Xiaopang: "Take your luggage and get a new car by yourself."

At this time, the wind had already risen, and the black clouds in the distance slowly came over. Xiaopang stood by the roadside and was a little at a loss. "What's wrong, you don't want to throw me here, it's a wilderness, and it's probably going to rain heavily in the sky."

Jiang Hao looked at the sky again, and the dark clouds were getting closer and closer, and rushed towards him, saying with a calm face, "You may encounter greater danger when you follow me. I advise you to take another car, which may be safer."

Xiaopang was almost crying and begged: "You can't do this. This is wilderness, but it's hard to find a car. And it seems that heavy rain is about to come down."

"Don't say I didn't warn you. If you are not afraid of death, then get in the car." Jiang Hao said.

Xiaopang didn't hesitate and turned on the co-pilot and jumped into the car, then said, "It will take another 100 kilometers to arrive in Dallas, which will only take an hour at most. Even if you don't like to form a team, please leave me in Dallas."

Xiaopang said to himself.

Jiang Hao ignored him and was chased by the god of death. All he had to do now was to survive. He spread his left hand and pinched his fingers with his right hand, recited the magic trick in his mouth, used empty-handed talisman method, and quickly drew a peace talisman. Without a trace of hesitation, he directly slapped himself.

Xiaopang looked at Jiang Hao curiously, not knowing what he was doing, a magical Chinese.

After drawing the talisman, Jiang Hao pinched his fingers again and calculated that direction was the birth position.

"Southern, or South!"

The result was still Linnanfang. He looked back at the black clouds and rushed towards them from the north. Jiang Hao stepped on the accelerator hard, "Sizi~~~!" The pickup truck's tires grabbed the ground and rushed towards the south quickly.

Suddenly speeding up made Mark's body suddenly tilt back, which scared Mark and tried to sit down, "You told me not to exceed 80 just now, why did you start racing now?"

"Look at the black clouds behind you." Jiang Hao said.

Mark looked out from the window, "It's very thick, it should be a heavy rain."

"I'm afraid it's not over. Haven't you heard the news? It's possible to form a tornado." Jiang Hao held the steering wheel with both hands and continued to step on the accelerator under his feet.

"No, tornadoes are not so easy to form. Besides, it doesn't matter if it's a small tornado." Mark said indifferently.

Heiyun was chasing behind the car, and Jiang Hao's car had already driven to a speed of 160 per hour, but Heiyun was still getting closer and closer.

Hurry!

It started raining up and down.

Jiang Hao turned on the wiper, and the fat man set up his phone again and turned on the live broadcast again. The camera aimed at the dark sky outside and said, "We encountered heavy rainstorms. Now we are being chased by black clouds, haha, it's quite interesting."

"Click!"

A huge lightning flashed out, slashing hard at the ground. The fat man's phone happened to capture this scene and shouted in surprise, "Did you see it? What a thick lightning, it's really cool. If that lightning hits a person, I'm afraid it can blow the person up."

But just after Xiaopang finished saying this, Jiang Hao suddenly felt a warning and suddenly activated the steering wheel to the left. In the next second, a white light flashed in front of him, followed by a loud bang, and a lightning bolt of arm-sized slashed hard on the road. If Jiang Hao hadn't dodged in time, he would have been slashed directly onto the car.

"I bought it~~!"

Mark screamed in fear, and the selfie in his hand fell under his feet. Jiang Hao tried hard to control the body of the car and drove normally again.

He was also shocked just now. Unexpectedly, he actually used lightning to strike himself. He had never done anything wrong and had never violated any promises. He was a Taoist, and practicing authentic Taoist martial arts is not a monster that requires tragedy. It would be a bit too much to strike himself with lightning.

Mark finally got up and picked up the shooting stand again. His face was still full of panic, but this guy didn't forget to speak in plain words to the camera.
Chapter completed!