Signing in to Wannian: It was exposed by my sister live broadcast at the beginning

Chapter 299

That force is not strong.

It's like cotton hitting the stomach.

Fighting fake brothers is even more confused.

He looked at the old man.

Suddenly smiled.

"It's not... I said old sir, you are this..." The

fake king looked confused.

That's it?

That's it?

Is that the end of it?

This is what he said he was going to shoot?

This .

. Isn't it outrageous?

After this palm ended, the old man never made a move again.

[Hahaha, is this old guy here to be funny?] [

This is definitely hilarious!] Atmosphere group's? Laughed me to death. [

Just that palm just now, it is estimated that it is not as good as a small baby.] [

Let me go up, my abs are estimated to be able to fracture his palm, and I will have to pay for the medical bills at that time.]

[Just when he jumped up, I thought how awesome it was, but I didn't expect it to be like this.] ]

The fake brother live broadcast room is lively and dead.

Nine games were played ahead.

Although the first three fake brothers were miserable, in the end, his appearance of not doing anything at all made everyone confident.

Now this last one, at first I thought how awesome it was.

I didn't expect it to be a rookie chicken.

No matter how you pretend to be bronze, in the end it is still bronze!

The fake brother looked at the old man with regret.

I wanted to say something more.

Next second.

The whole person fell on the stage without warning.

The fake brother covered the place where he had just been hit by the ball, and struggled on the stage in pain.

This pain directly made him roll his eyes, and even foamed at the mouth, and his whole body was convulsing.

Such times.

He couldn't even scream.

The audience in the venue were so shocked by this scene that they stood up directly, stretching their heads and looking in the direction of the fake brother.

"What's going on?"

"There must be something wrong with that palm just now!"

"This man isn't going to die..."

"Probably not, you saw what he was tortured into just now, isn't it okay!" Now it'll be fine later.

"But he's getting more and more painful..." Someone

began to notice that the fake brother's face was getting worse and worse.

It has changed from the miserable white just now to another kind of blue purple.

He curled up and covered his stomach, rolling on the stage, and could only make a whining sound in his mouth, not even a complete word.

Seeing the fake brother like this, everyone was stunned.

Obviously, he was just slapped without pain or itch! How did it come to this?

Is it a problem with that palm?

It must be the old man's problem!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the old man at this time.

I saw him looking at the fake brother calmly, as if everything was under his control.

Fighting fake brothers is dying of pain.

But his live broadcast room is a different style of painting.

[Don't worry, it'll be fine, he'll come out again later.] [

It must be fine, don't worry.] [

No, do you want to call an ambulance?] [

Just now, the hands and feet of the fake brother were twisted into twist, and they can still be restored to their original state, is it as terrifying as before?] Of course not, so it's definitely a restoration, rest assured. [

Fight fake brother! ] [

We believe in you! ] ]

[......]

The barrage is deeply supporting the fake brother.

At this time, the fake brother can also hear some voice broadcasts.

This pain has been going on for a long time, but there is no intention of recovering at all, and the original mysterious warmth has not appeared at all.

He didn't know what the situation was.

I only know that if I don't look for an ambulance again, I may really die!

Originally, when he heard that someone was looking for an ambulance, the fake brother suddenly had a glimmer of hope, but when he heard the following words, the whole person was desperate.

At this moment, he really felt that he only had a group of brain-dead fans.

That feeling of a dog sweeps through the whole body.

The pain lasted about ten minutes.

Finally....

The fake brother really couldn't bear it, and finally passed out.

There was an uproar in the room.

The referee walked up to the fake brother, reached out and tested it, and then said to everyone, "Don't worry, he just fainted, and there is nothing wrong with people."

"How do you prove it's okay?"

"It's just that it won't be a dead man, will it!"

"What happened to the dead man, isn't he coming himself?"

"I don't believe in the strength of the players, the game is fraudulent, now I know how powerful it is, I deserve it."

"Actually, this is trying to rub the heat, so I put myself in."

The referee saw that many people in the field had questions, so he found someone and poured a basin of cold water on the face of the fake brother.

The next moment.

The fake brother, who was still unconscious just now, woke up in an instant.

But.

The fake brother who woke up changed.

He ran over and picked up his cell phone and live streaming device.

With a look of fear, he said, "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't doubt the authenticity of the game, I apologize for my ignorance!" I'm sorry, I'm really wrong..."

"Wha-"

As soon as the words of the fake brother came out, whether it was the audience in the venue or the water friends in the live broadcast room.

There was an uproar.

[Day, is this Nima a waste of our expression?] [

What's wrong with the fake brother!?] How suddenly it was like a changed person...]

[Why did he suddenly talk like that...]

[Aren't you talking nonsense?] After experiencing it myself, I found that everything was true, so I apologized. [

Cut, this is more than wasting a lot of time, what good can an apology be?] [

Anyway, now everyone knows that the game is real.] ]

The fake brother began to apologize madly in the live broadcast room.

There was still fear in his eyes.

Because....

He never wanted to endure that pain again, never again!

This time, he understood very well that it was the old man who had stopped.

Your body doesn't repair itself.

If he hadn't stopped it, I'm afraid he would really be dead today.

The fake brother is reluctant to gain his latest popularity, and he can't bear so many viewers in the live broadcast room.

On this day today, the tips alone have exceeded one million.

You know, this number, but he used to spend about ten years to earn money!

And now, he only needs a day!

Yes, it only takes one day!

He has noticed that his fan base has tripled and is growing rapidly.

It's all money!

With so much traffic, even if you apologize, what!

Anyway, I can withdraw it tomorrow, and the money will be in hand... Enough for him to use for too long, too long.

The fake brother was like a clown, and even knelt down directly towards everyone, "I am sorry to everyone for the previous incident." "

The organizers don't seem to want him to stay any longer.

Someone came up and quickly took him away.

"He shouldn't be going to mess with it again, right?" Ye Xiyao looked at the fake brother who was taken down and pouted.