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.

tall and slender figure stepped

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

themselves. There are some people who you can never hope to

black-clothed men's eyes were burning with rage. They had

brought any subordinates with them. It was just the

they would bring dozens of people, only

husband and wife joined forces, indeed living up to their

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eagle, standing in place as if he were a god looking down on all

"Just on you two?"

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

reflecting in his pitch-black eyes, his chilling and

Sylvia also made a

killing

lethal, as if the God of Death had

black-clothed men also fell to the ground in halves. Large patches of blood soaked his

he remained completely unaware,

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

sprayed onto his face, a ruthless glint

"Honey, be careful!"

shouted, but it was too

blood-red eyes cold, but

had been

at the leader of the black-clothed

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 spreading

to the ground and did not get

He managed to say before he choked on

then ran towards Franklin. She helped him

his head slowly, "This place needs

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

to it, otherwise they would have been disturbed and

a call to

climbing the mountain, "Young master, we

who sent them." Franklin had just finished speaking when a sudden dizziness hit him, his body swaying. If it weren't for Sylvia supporting him, his tall figure probably wouldn't have been able

him back to the bamboo house, "Let me check

and the two of them returned to the room together. Sylvia immediately opened her

off his blood-stained clothes, fortunately, he

face looked pale, his lips were turning purplish-blue and black,

to pierce the major

help you expel

her white fingers pinching the silver needle glowing in the

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