Chapter 891 Find Someone Who Can Call the Shots

Chapter 890

The audience in the live broadcast room were still in the mood to laugh, but they didn't realize that this was not a live broadcast accident, but a sufficiently scary accident.

The people at the scene were not acting, but were really terrified.

The staff ran around, and no one remembered where there was a light, but at this time the director was already in dire danger.

The hand that was touching his body, after being resisted and dodged by cursing, finally grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"What are you doing? Help, ho ho, help...help..." The director was pinned speechless, rolling his eyes.

When Ye Wanxi and the two arrived, they saw such a scene.

Although the director was usually a bit of a dog, he really didn't have anything to say to put his life on the line. Feng Tianyu picked up a torch next to him with his feet, kicked it forward, and just hit that hand.

The director also fell to the ground with a plop, clutching his sore neck and coughing non-stop.

With a bang, a torch was successfully lit, illuminating everything in the yard.

The staff in black clothes fled in all directions, and they all stood in the same place at this time.

Gu Shaoling and Zhao Yun'er realized something was wrong in advance, they supported each other and hid to the side, escaping the catastrophe.

Only Lian Lifan, who was frightened and stupid, squatted on the spot with weak legs, not daring to move.

The staff members were in a mess just now, and they never expected that there was a person squatting on the ground, and they kicked, bumped, or stepped on him several times while running.

So much so that everyone reacted at this time, only to find that there were several footprints on his body, and he was dying, as if he had been seriously injured.

A few staff members who vaguely remembered that they stepped on someone touched their noses guiltyly, and no one dared to step forward to take this responsibility.

Not to mention the director, he couldn't protect himself, he coughed for a while while clutching his bruised neck, and after he realized it, he looked at Ye Wanxi and the two as if he saw the savior, and he crawled to the Beside the two of them, a realistic thigh hug was staged.

It's just that, originally he wanted to hug Ye Wanxi's thigh, but because Feng Tianyu saw the opportunity, he took the initiative to block it, but hugged Feng Tianyu's thigh instead.

The director was only stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, thinking in a broken jar, hugging anyone is the same, survival is the most important thing.

"You two are here. Just now, there was a ghost just now! Save us, save us."

Everyone was speechless when they heard him yelling like this. Who was it that said "it's just a gust of wind" just now? Are you scared now? Do not lose face, do not slap face!

Everyone complained in their hearts, but they didn't really say it out loud. Thinking of everything that happened just now, and seeing the bruise on the director's neck, they were also afraid!

Seeing the director, Ye Wanxi was terrified. She hugged the senior brother's leg as a life-saving straw, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

After holding back, he still couldn't hold back, and directly pulled the person away with his hands: "Speak, talk, don't move."

The director didn't give up after being torn away, and wanted to step forward. At this time, if he didn't hold something in his hand, he really didn't feel safe at all!

It's a pity that both of them are not the kind of people who cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade, even if they are, the director is not the Xiang Heyu who needs to be contacted.

"It's your fault."

"Me?" The director was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that Ye Wanxi was talking about herself, and her eyes widened in disbelief. As a victim, how could he be blamed?

Ye Wanxi glanced at him, and said with a cold expression: "If it were you, many years after your death, a group of people suddenly came to play disco on your grave, and even jokingly reproduced the scene of their murder back then, are you not angry?"

The director choked, and instinctively turned his head to look at the men in black behind him, trying to find out their program planning.

Ye Wanxi didn't care how flustered or confused he would be, she folded her hands in front of her body, and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid I'll be so angry that I crawled out of the grave, dragging a few people down to accompany me is the only way to get rid of the hatred in my heart."

The director was startled when he heard this, turned around and wanted to rush over to hug his thigh, but was kicked away by Ye Wanxi.

The director is also shameless. After falling to the ground, he lay on the ground and howled: "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't drag me down. I have an eighty-year-old mother who needs to be filial, and a three-year-old child who needs to be raised. I still have more than ten years of housing loans on my back, and once I leave, the whole family will have to drink northwest wind. You are not killing me alone, you are killing my whole family!"

"Big brothers and sisters, grandpas and aunts, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was fooled by lard, and my brain was convulsed, so I did such a stupid thing today. I apologize to you, and I apologize to you. Tomorrow, no, I will let you People go to buy joss sticks and paper money to make amends to you, you adults have a lot. Just forgive us this time, we will never dare again, please forgive us!"

As soon as the director finished speaking, the familiar cold wind blew again, bringing up the fallen leaves in the yard and covering the director's face.

Director: "Bah, bah, bah..."

Everyone: "..."

"It seems that they are not very willing to accept your apology."

The director's face turned pale, and he hugged his frail body, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

The staff in the hospital were almost scared to pee on the spot, hugging each other in twos and threes, trembling.

Seeing this, Ye Wanxi snorted coldly, and said to the gentle evening wind: "The grievance has its culprit, and the debt has its owner. They are not the murderers who killed you. Although they did not think carefully and did offend you, they are not worthy of death. You can teach him a lesson, or ask him to give you a good apology to calm your anger, but how about leaving them alive for the time being?"

As soon as Ye Wanxi said these words, the cold wind in the yard stopped suddenly.

"Stopped?"

As the cold wind stopped, many people finally calmed down, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in their eyes.

The director was stunned for a moment, and then became excited: "Stop, stop, the wind has stopped, does this mean that they forgive me for your sake?"

"For my sake?" Ye Wanxi gave him a blank look, "I don't have such a big face."

The smile on the director's face froze suddenly: "Then this is..."

"If I don't forgive you, they can't make the decision."

"They?" The director trembled all over, and he didn't dare to ask Ye Wanxi what they were referring to, so he asked cautiously, "Then what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? Since they can't be the masters..." Ye Wanxi turned her head and looked at Feng Tianyu, then raised her head to look in a certain direction, "Then find someone who can make the decisions."

"Can you decide?"

Everyone followed Ye Wanxi's gaze and found that she was looking in the direction of several guests.

And at this moment, her eyes fell on...