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The stone has pressed down on the well cover.

Ye Xuan stopped the schadenfreude in the live broadcast room: "Alright, everyone, be quiet and continue watching our Mr. Killer's performance."

Inside the sewer.

The handsome Michael was now covered in dirt, but at this moment he was filled with the joy of victory.

He looked at the manhole cover above his head.

According to his precise calculations, the location of this manhole cover is right behind the villa. Although its exit is not as good as the one in the back garden, it is not bad either.

"Although the process was a bit difficult, I still made it out!"

He started to climb up. The manhole was quite high, about 3 meters, and Michael couldn't reach it at all. So he needed to climb up about 20cm-40cm to push open the manhole cover.

The sewer was wet, mossy and slippery.

Then...Michael fell headfirst and landed in the sewer.

"Fuck!"

Michael yelled angrily. If his tool bag had not been washed away, this difficulty could have been easily overcome. But now, he could only climb up fiercely.

The second climb.....

The third climb.....

The fourth climb.....

Michael was almost crying with anger, it was so bullying!

Since coming to **, nothing goes well for me, as if there is always a dark hand behind the scenes to pit me. Is it the mysterious power of **?

The live broadcast room was already shaking with laughter. Many people laughed until their faces were stiff and painful, laughed until their stomachs cramped, and some even laughed until they pooped.

The fifth time, Michael finally found some bumps on the walls of the sewer and stood firmly.

Ye Xuan said to the live broadcast room: "Okay, it's about to begin. Open your eyes, it's time to witness a miracle!"

Michael stood firm on his heels under the manhole cover and then placed his hands under the manhole cover.

"I can't use all my strength all at once. After all, my strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people. If I flip the manhole cover and alarm the bodyguards, it will be troublesome..."

Use a little force...the manhole cover doesn't move.

Use two points of force...the manhole cover does not move.

Use 30% of your strength... the manhole cover doesn't move.

…

Michael's smile gradually disappeared.

Michael's face gradually became distorted.

He had already used all his strength, even using all his strength to eat.

Use two points of force...the manhole cover does not move.

Michael is confused

"What's going on?"

Michael's face changed from red to purple, from purple to blue, and then to black...continuously.

The live broadcast room burst into laughter again.

"**..."

"Hey, what hurts?"

"My conscience hurts, hahahaha~~~"

Michael took a few deep breaths. Fortunately, as an international killer, his mental state was still good. Being furious would not help but make things worse.

He turned around and continued to climb back, with the background music of "The Shawshank Redemption" playing, which sounded unyielding, stubborn and strong.

After searching for another 30 minutes, Michael finally found another manhole cover exit.

The live broadcast room was in turmoil again.

"Press the stone!"

"Press the stone!"

"Press the stone!"

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes wildly.

Didn't you feel a pang of conscience just now? Why doesn't it hurt now?

A bunch of garbage audience!

"Okay, we can't play anymore. That sewer exit is the last exit. If we don't let him out, he will escape."

Ye Xuan switched the camera, and the scene in the live broadcast room shifted to the manhole cover outside.

"I'm sure our killer will like this great gift."

I saw that around the manhole cover, more than a dozen elite special police officers, fully armed and loaded with live ammunition, formed a circle with their guns pointed at the manhole cover.

Everyone in the live broadcast room took a deep breath.

"Boss, isn't this a bit too harsh?"

"I suddenly feel sorry for the handsome killer again."

"I feel heartache for a minute!"

"One minute of heartache +10086!"

Of course, those who should gloat over misfortune should still gloat over misfortune.

Soon, the manhole cover moved.

It was obvious that Michael below was pushing the manhole cover hard.

"Roar, roar, it's coming, it's coming, it's really coming!"

"Don't blink!"

Inside the live broadcast room, the 30 million viewers were already frozen in time, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"A world-class classic emoticon is about to be born!"

"Take a deep breath!"

"Don't blink!!"

"Ahhh~ I can't wait to see the killer handsome guy's expression."

Soon, the manhole cover was pushed out, 30%...50%...70%...

Michael quietly poked his head out...

Click, click, click~~~

Dozens of black gun muzzles were pointed at his head.

Michael: "???"

Σ(っД;)っ

(╥╯^╰╥)

At this moment, hundreds of expressions changed on his face, and every frame could be made into an emoticon.

"Hahahaha~~~"

The more than 30 million viewers in the live broadcast room burst into laughter again.

"Haha~~ How can I benefit anyone if I die of laughter?"

"I can't take it anymore. I'm so numb that my shit is jumping out of my mouth from laughing."

"Oh my goodness~ I'm laughing so hard that my belly button is about to move."

"It's so tragic! The worst killer in history!"

Soon, Michael was caught, searched, and tied up.

At this time, Ye Xuan laughed out loud and snapped his fingers.

"Fireworks, make them sound!"

Bang bang bang~~~

Fireworks began to rise from all around the manor, exploding into gorgeous flowers in the sky.

Ye Xuan came to the killer Michael, shook his hand and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you Mr. Michael for your dedication and for bringing us a night full of joy."

Michael: "…"

Bodyguard Lu Qiang followed behind Ye Xuan, holding a bouquet of flowers.

Ye Xuan stuffed the flowers into Michael's hands and continued to thank him: "Thank you, brother. You are really great. At least you saved me billions of advertising fees."

Michael: "…"

Then, Ye Xuan and Michael stood together, hugging each other's shoulders.

"Come, take a photo, take a group photo..."

Lu Qiang had already taken out his mobile phone, adjusted the camera mode, and aimed it at Ye Xuan and Michael.

Ye Xuan raised his scissors hand: "3, 2, 1, eggplant!"

Snap~~~

A photo was frozen, in which Ye Xuan was smiling, while Michael was grief-stricken.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

"Boss, you are a devil!"

"I can't get enough of it, I can't get enough of it~"

Michael had already realized that he had been completely tricked. Thinking back to the experience of coming to **, it was obvious that there was a mastermind behind everything! And this mastermind was definitely Ye Xuan in front of him! !

At this moment, his feelings, thousands of words, were summed up in one word.

"Fuck!"