"Elder Xiong, what's wrong with you?"

After seeing Xiong Tiannan hit a elbow, Ma Jinfeng vomited blood and fell down, and hurried forward to support him.

"Old liar, you deserve to die too!"

Bang!

At some point, Feng Zixiu had already flashed to Ma Jinfeng's side.

He was too lazy to use his elbow and kicked it out directly.

The old man screamed, his eyes blurred, and he had already flown into the crowd below the audience.

Everyone in the audience screamed and hurriedly stopped.

The audience on the Internet was stunned.

Just as I was about to say something, the live broadcast room turned off and the live broadcast was shut down.

:This...what is wrong? Did Xiong Tiannan just now be beaten to death on the spot?

:Okay...it seems right, why is this happening?

: Isn’t Master Ma’s master Xiong Tiannan’s master? Why was he kicked away by him?

:Oh my god, Chuanwu is too terrifying. He takes his life as soon as he takes action. It turns out that he only kills people, not performs...

:Why is the live broadcast room closed? Did you beat me to death?

: Nonsense, isn’t it still true? There has been such a big deal, and the official Douyin is not stupid, so the live broadcast of collecting the corpse?

: Brother Shen is okay, that martial arts madman is still on stage.

:Brother Dong, Brother Dong! Are you there? Tell me if Xiong Tiannan is dead?

...

For a time, there were many different opinions.

However, with the shutdown of the live broadcast room, everything came to an end.

The person in charge of Quick Leg looked at the black screen of the phone and collapsed on the seat.

He knew that with Xiong Tiannan's death, he would be finished.

This is definitely a murderer!

Damn, I just want him to expose the scam, who made him beat the other person to death?

The person in charge is too late to regret it.

At the scene, Peng Guoming, the person in charge of Douyin, watched stupidly in the audience, with a pale face.

He didn't expect that a martial madman suddenly ran up and killed Master Ma's disciple in less than a minute.

Things are going on.

Why did this happen?

He didn't know what to do or what to say.

Internet celebrities have never seen such a scene, and they all ran out in screams, fearing that the disaster would affect themselves.

When Ma Jinfeng's disciples saw that the elder of the Wanmen died, they were afraid of implicating themselves and fled in a hurry.

For a moment, the entire live broadcast venue was in chaos, and no one cared about the life or death of the horses and winds.

In a moment, only a few people were left in the room.

On the stage is Shen Lang, Feng Zixiu and Xiong Tiannan are dead.

Yan Bingbing covered her mouth tightly in the audience and watched worriedly.

She was really afraid that this martial arts madman would attack Shen Lang again.

But she didn't dare to come on stage, for fear of causing a bigger dispute.

Shen Lang quietly watched the scene in front of him.

To be honest, he did not expect Xiong Tiannan's death.

But he had long been used to life and death, and he did not feel too much about the dead people in front of him.

But I didn't expect Chuanwu to be so cruel. Looking back on the whole process of the two of them just now, it made his spine chill.

If Feng Zixiu faces him, he will be almost certain to take the opponent's fatal elbow.

But now it's too late to think about this.

The madman in martial arts was still on stage and he could only be on guard.

"What do I do?"

Feng Zixiu was fine, and grinned at Shen Lang.

It was just the blood on his face that made him look indescribable.

"Your name is Shen Lang, right? You seem to be the boss of Ronin Interactive Entertainment?"

Shen Lang nodded: "Not bad."

"Haha, I have a few chances, but it's not a martial artist, it's a pity!"

He shook his head slightly, found a bottle of leftover mineral water from the stage, unscrewed his face and washed his hands.

"You should thank me for exposing these scammers' methods for you, so that Chuanwu will no longer be criticized."

Feng Zixiu said, washing away the blood from his face.

"That's it. Someone has given the money, you're responsible for finishing it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out like nothing.

Shen Lang looked at him tightly, "You beat someone to death, don't you plan to surrender?"

"Submit yourself?"

Feng Zixiu was stunned, turned his head and looked at Shen Lang again, and laughed.

"Little brother, I advise you not to enter the world and be careful not to die without a burial place."

"Also, this matter must be counted on you. I suggest you go out and hide, so that you can be cut off in the middle of the night."

After saying that, he left with a swagger, no one dared to stop him.

It was not until he left for a long time that Yan Bingbing realized something.

"Call the police, call the police quickly! Let the police station catch the murderer."

While she was instructing the people around her, she rushed to the stage.

"Shen Lang, are you okay?"

Shen Lang shook his head and signaled her to rest assured, then sat down on the ground and stared blankly at Xiong Tiannan who was beaten to death by an elbow.

Only then did he realize the power of the world.

According to the water friend, Xiong Tiannan's strength at the peak of Mingjin is so powerful.

Before he died, he said that Feng Zixiu had already broken through the secret force.

Shen Lang could also see that Feng Zixiu smashed the other party's heart with one elbow, which made him die on the spot.

What is hidden power?

Shen Lang still does not understand what Ming Jin, hidden Jin and transform Jin are.

However, seeing them taking action for a few times, I fully understand.

National martial arts are ruthless.

Only kill people, not perform!

"What to do, what to do now!"

Yan Bingbing asked in a crying voice, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen in a live performance.

"What can I do? Just cooperate with the police station to investigate. What does that person broke in by himself have to do with our Ranger Interactive Entertainment?"

Shen Lang didn't take it seriously.

"But, so many netizens can see..."

"It's okay, there is a Douyin official explanation. Who said that the person who squirted blood would die? Do you think so, Manager Peng?"

Shen Lang turned his head and looked at Peng Guoming.

Peng Guoming squeezed out a slight smile: "I...I'll leave first, let's call us later."

After he said that, he fled in panic, as if something was going to happen if he waited for another second.

"Let's find someone to send Lao Ma to the hospital first, and he will die if he drags it for a while."

Shen Lang sighed and pointed at the horse still on the ground, rushing in.

Yan Bingbing nodded quickly and went down to make arrangements.

A few minutes later, the nearby police station rushed over to hear the news.

I heard that someone died in the live broadcast room, and everyone knew that the matter was serious, so a whole criminal investigation team came.

A group of police officers were busy taking photos and collecting evidence, collecting fingerprints, asking relevant personnel and other things.

But it's just a process.

evidence?

What other evidence is used? Live broadcast replay is the best evidence.

Feng Zixiu started to step into the live broadcast room, and every move was under the gaze of the live broadcast room.

Shen Lang looked at him with his hands behind his back, thinking in his heart.
To be continued...