Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the empty red hole in front of her.
A warm current came from under him.
She couldn't care less.
She screamed and cheered for herself.
He threw a punch out of reflex.
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"Ah!"
The paper figure didn't react in time.
He was stunned!
The head that was slowly flowing out of its eyes suddenly flew out.
The moment he flew out.
The viewers in the live stream could see it clearly.
A paper head was smiling at the live broadcast room and Sister Zhou.
He flew up into the air and left a few blood-red marks on the ground.
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- F * ck! Did you see that? Was it a head that flew out?
Why is it still dripping water? Is that a paper human head?
[It has to be Sister Zhou. You even dare to do paper people!]
[Upstairs, why do I see Sister Zhou's wet spot?]
- Run! It could even move!
Zhou Xiaoyi was also shocked by the scene.
However, her legs were weak now and she could not stand up at all.
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And the most embarrassing thing was-
Her pants were wet!
If he stood up now, wouldn't the live broadcast room be able to see it clearly?
Then how was she going to survive in the future!
Just as the netizens in the live broadcast room were crazily discussing flying heads.
The paper figurine in front of Zhou Xiaoyi seemed to have regained its senses.
He slowly removed the paper stick from her body.
Then, she stumbled backward and groped her head.
His body was fumbling around.
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On the other side of his head, there were also sounds.
"Where's my head? Where's my head?"
Under the night sky.
A headless paper figurine was groping on the ground.
There was a constant rustling sound.
The head was still facing Zhou Xiaoyi.
His red pupils stared at her.
Drops of blood dripped from the paper figurine's pupils onto the ground.
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The paper figurines made by the papermaker were expressionless.
However, at that moment, Zhou Xiaoyi felt that the head was smiling.
Sister Zhou, hurry up! Don't let it get his head.
It doesn't seem to be able to see you. Quickly cover its head.
[Host, don't just sit there. If you can move a little, then move a little.]
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Will we still be able to see Sister Zhou alive tomorrow?
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The netizens in the live-stream room were crazily attacking Zhou Xiaoyi.
Most of them had started recording.
However, Zhou Xiaoyi was not in the mood to look back at the bullet screen.
Because the paper-tied body had already touched its head.
"Found it…"
The paper body trembled as it picked up its paper head from the ground.
His head was facing Zhou Xiaoyi and the livestream.
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It aimed its head at the place where its neck was broken and pressed down hard.
With every press, the liquid in the paper figurine's eyes squeezed out a little.
Two lines of tears flowed down her face.
In the pitch-black night, the sound of paper being squeezed could be heard continuously.
The voice was so loud that even the live broadcast room could hear it clearly.
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Was it trying to put its head back?
Why do I feel like it's doing this on purpose? Don't you think it's smiling?
Sister Zhou, hurry up and run. I think the thing that attracted you is quite fierce.
Look! It felt uneasy!
Zhou Xiaoyi's legs went limp.
He could not stand up at all.
The sound of the paper figurine squeezing its head could be heard.
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There was such a scene in front of him.
The paper man's head had already been squashed flat by it.
At that moment, he was looking at Zhou Xiaoyi with a twisted expression.
It hugged its head.
He inched toward Zhou Xiaoyi step by step.
Because of the pressure of the paper.
Therefore, the expression on the paper man's face seemed to be smiling at her.
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A long crack appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Half of his head was flattened.
Only the pair of blood-red pupils that she had pointed out.
He stared at Harmony.
She couldn't care less about losing face.
He scrambled up from the ground.
In the beginning, her legs were still extremely weak.
He could only use his hands and feet to crawl forward.
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However, as the sound of paper rubbing became louder and louder.
Zhou Xiaoyi was so frightened that she ran away immediately.
The moment he stood up, he fell on the ground.
He had not even taken two steps before he sat down because his legs were weak!
"Do you have glue?"
Zhou Xiaoyi heard the voice in her ear.
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He immediately got up and rushed forward.
Falling and crying
It could be said that he had lost his image at all.
This voice also entered the live broadcast room.
'Streamer, you finally know how to run for your life? If you don't run, we won't be able to protect you even if we record your actions.
- Did you hear that? This paper figurine still wanted to glue its head back!
'It's over, it's over. Will someone die?'
[The person above is not that mysterious. I think the host is just working on the script.]
Everyone, believe in science and get rid of feudal superstitions.
[This doesn't seem like the script. Did you see when the streamer got up to take her phone?]
[Right? Right? I noticed it too. The streamer's pants are wet. I don't think it's like the script.]
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Zhou Xiaoyi could not care less about what the bullet comments in the live-stream were saying.
How could she not know if it was the script or not!
How could she have the spare money to write a script? She was about to lose her life.
In her panic, Harmony ran into the alley downstairs.
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