Chapter 959

The first day of the live broadcast show was a hit.

The number of people in the live room originally had only one or two thousand online, then it increased to four or five thousand, then to ten thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand... When they went to sleep at night, there were even five hundred thousand online!

"You can't live broadcast while you sleep, so we're off now, we'll start the live broadcast in the morning."

After the live broadcast ended, the netizens were still not satisfied.

As the night fell, the heat of the day faded away, and the night in the mountains felt exceptionally cool. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Especially where they lived in the bamboo house, the cool breeze was refreshing, and covering themselves with a blanket at night felt quite nice.

Everyone had been climbing mountains and doing physical labor during the day, so many of them fell asleep as soon as they got into bed.

After Sylvia and Franklin took a bath, they lay down on the bed.

The night spread over the earth, and the faint moonlight was like a white veil.

The night wind occasionally rustled the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the sound of rustling continued.

With a gentle breeze, swaying trees, flickering shadows, everything seemed distant and peaceful, adding endless charm to this late-night mountain village.

Suddenly, a light and shallow sound of footsteps quietly echoed.

A group of dozens of black-clothed masked men surrounded the largest double-layer bamboo house in the village.

The man at the forefront with red eyes above the black cloth said, "Kill!"

Just then, the sound of darts came flying through the air.

Before they could react, several black-clothed men directly made low howling sounds, plopping to the ground and not getting back up.

The leader of the black-clothed men was startled, and he stared at the fallen companions with red eyes full of hatred, gritted his teeth, and shouted their names, "Franklin! Sylvia!"

Upon the roof of the bamboo house, a man stood against the wind, with a high nose and thin lips tightly pressed into a line, his expression calm and composed from start to finish, as steady as a mountain.

A mocking and disdainful female voice suddenly sounded in the cold night, "It's so late, can't people rest in peace. You are getting more capable day by day, even when we come out to run a program we have to be hunted down."

As soon as the voice fell, with a creak, the door of the bamboo house opened.

figure stepped out

and cold, colder than the moonlight, her delicate features seemed to emit light on their

intent, "Unfortunately, they are just a bunch of clowns, overreaching themselves. There are some people who

were burning with rage. They had finally found this

any subordinates with them.

didn't expect that they would bring dozens of people, only to lose half of them

and wife joined forces, indeed living up to

year will be the anniversary of both of

had been silent, finally raised his head slowly, his eyes sharp as an eagle, standing in place as if he were a god looking

"Just on you two?"

that, he leaped down. In his eyes, the two-story building seemed

men any time to react, he plunged into their formation, the pale moonlight reflecting in his pitch-black eyes, his chilling and cold stare causing the pupils of the black-clothed men

the same time, Sylvia also made a move with great tacit

killing

with every move lethal, as if

the ground in halves. Large patches of blood soaked

he remained completely unaware,

became more and more alarmed as he watched, as his attacks became more and

him, blocking Franklin's fierce attack. The subordinate's blood sprayed onto his face, a ruthless glint passing through his eyes. He

"Honey, be careful!"

shouted, but it was too

eyes cold, but his thin

he had been

leader of the black-clothed

moved like a night-blooming cereus in the dark, fiercely pouncing towards the opponent. With a "thud," the dagger pierced the man's neck, the ink- like hair

fell to the ground and did not

to say before

care of the remaining two black-clothed men and then ran towards Franklin. She helped

his head slowly, "This place needs to be cleaned

late at night, the scene here needed to be cleaned up urgently. Luckily, as soon

mild sedative added to it, otherwise they would have been disturbed and it wouldn't have

entire village was plunged into a bloody scene, but Franklin directly made a call to Jasper, "Handle this

group of people were climbing the mountain, "Young master, we will arrive in about

him, his body swaying. If it

phone, Sylvia supported him back to the bamboo house,

forest rustled, and the two of them returned to the room together. Sylvia immediately opened her luggage, taking out a set of silver

took off his blood-stained clothes, fortunately, he had

pale, his lips

with acupuncture needles to pierce the major acupoints

help you expel

white fingers pinching the silver needle glowing in the

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