Wang Jingyu walked very freely. Although he did not realize how profound the smell was after taking the pill given by Xia Jinyu, he saw countless rats and mice fainted by the smell, and subconsciously caused physiological discomfort in his heart.

You know, he rushed directly into the stinky fog. From another angle, it was probably no different from drowning in the shit soup.

At the same time, Xia Jinyu and Xue Wuxia breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Wang Jingyu without even saying hello.

The other party dared to enter the stinky fog and photographed very bravely, but the aura that was full of fear that made people look scared at a glance really made the two feel a little overwhelmed when they were about to face each other.

After all, it is really disgusting, but if the players and the people of Jiuzhou who are broadcasting news on the city wall show their bad side to this hero, they will be drowned by countless spits without thinking about it.

Fortunately, Lao Wang is a sensible person.

He was not crazy enough to pull everyone to destroy them, but just threw the camera equipment that was about to destroy a group of big-name players onto the city wall, leaving no clouds disappearing without a trace.

Of course, it may also be that it has reached the limit of patience and wants to deal with the smell on the body as soon as possible.

No matter what, Xia Jinyu and Xue Wuxia don’t have to continue to struggle.

They looked at the tablet again, and the live news recorded the scene of the near-slaughter on the city wall, and Sister Happy held her breath and directed her to the main studio.

Then there was a howling of ghosts and wolves on the city wall.

"Damn it! You're crazy, why are you so smelly!"

"Hao——, this smell is like feces that become sperm!"

"Hurry, sprinkle out the deodorant potion developed by the Gu Poison Hut, which should barely suppress the smell!"

"Captain! I will protect you, fight hard! If you want it, you will stink to death!"

[I'm not a licking dog] He rushed to the stinky camera equipment without hesitation. He tried to use his small body to cover the terrifying smell of it. His expression was extremely firm. Although he had already started rolling his eyes after holding on for a few seconds, he still pressed it firmly to the ground!

[Dog Licking Value: 1400→1500.]

"Are you knocking on you? Can you stop rolling it?" [Kyushu No. 1 affectionate] It was a headache. The other party said that he would cooperate with him to win the mission, but he ended up being like this dog!

[Niu Niu is afraid of difficulties] Holding three bottles of potions, he hurriedly walked up and said, "Okay, OK, the deodorizing potion is here!"

But the stench that came to his face made him subconsciously retreat several steps. Without much hesitation, he took out his ornament staff and hit three potions in the direction of the licking dog with a beautiful home run!

Along with the scattered bottle residue, a pool of green liquid turned into wisps of green air, wrapping around the small stinky mist that had already formed its own field. In just a blink of an eye, its taste was reduced a lot.

Compared to the moment I smelled it before, it would cause people to subconsciously retching and roll their eyes. Now it is still at a level where they can forcefully endure it while covering their noses.

But the brave and fearless [I am not a licking dog] still has a strong smell lingering on it.

And when his eyes looked at [Frost Wuxia], he raised an iconic dog-licking smile that he thought was handsome but was actually very stupid.

The direct retrograde movement of the power made him enter a state of devilishness with his health, and then rushed out of the city wall in one step, and decisively chose to commit suicide just to prevent his goddess from smelling this disgusting stench again.

Bang--!

A ray of light flashed, [I am not a licking dog] walked peacefully, and the stench it contaminated with the body also turned into white light and disappeared completely with the corpse.

At this moment, everyone on the city wall could finally breathe freely, and the expressions on their faces were no longer so aggrieved and terrifying. Only [Kyushu No. 1 affectionate] squatted in the corner with some headaches.

[Dog Licking Value: 1500→1800.]

What a damn! It’s better not to do this broken mission! Destroy it!

In addition to [Shuang Wuxia], the others were only grateful for the suicide of the dog licking. As for [Shuang Wuxia], they confirmed on the forum that [I am not a dog licking] died and returned to the Dao Realm directly, and couldn't help but frown.

At this time, she remembered the crowd's busy journey. She should have found a place nearby to bind the resurrection site, but because of the reward order issued by the ghost store and the chance encounter [Kyushu No. 1 affection], it dispersed too much energy, so such an important thing was temporarily ignored by her.

So she quickly notified the members of her support team and took out a straw mat alone, and bound the resurrection point in the open space behind the fourth defense line.

At the same time, the original demon and Wang Yuyan in the leading studio were still trying to save the scene.

[Original Demon: I believe everyone has seen the scene just now. We are very confident that we will defeat the next army of rat tide!]

[Wang Yuyan: Through the picture, I saw the ferocious rats fainting one by one at a close distance, but this aerosol seemed to prevent us from going to finish the attack.]

[Original Demon: Of course, we have a later move next.]

[Wang Yuyan: Original host, just passed some feedback from the public, they were curious about why this Armstrong spiral accelerated jet Armstrong cannon could exert such terrifying power. You should know that the master of my ghost market had been unable to limit the movement of millions of evil rats before.]

[Original Demon: In fact, the general public wants to know more about the air bomb it emits, and what effect it has, right?]

Wang Yuyan nodded obediently, then looked at the original demon in a shocked expression and took out a small bottle. A malicious skull pattern was pasted on the bottle. Just when I saw it, I felt that what was in it was definitely not a good thing!

[Wang Yuyan: Original host, is this?]

[Original Demon: This is a flexure ray of qi extracted from the hands of those who provided ammunition before the reserve is released. It is also an important part of this qi bomb. Its power is about one-fifth of that qi bomb.]

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! [Wang Yuyan: Powerful effect? ​​The original host would rather say it is the smell of this ray of qi directly.]

[Original Demon: Oh? Has the host Wang experienced it before?]

Wang Yuyan couldn't control her expression. Looking at the original Mo Yue's eagerness to try, she was obviously planning to have a broadcast accident directly in the studio!

Of course she had heard of the players' stinky army. After all, the battle to become famous was in the southwest prefecture, and under the command of Yuan Suiyun, a heroic city-destroying operation was completed. Her senior Wanwan and Yuan Suiyun are now in ambiguous relationship.

Through this line, she realized that among the aliens who didn't seem to be very serious, there was such a terrible group hidden.

Of course, she had never personally experienced how fierce the stench of the stinky gang was, but her senior Wanwan once studied it curiously once, and then she took the initiative to self-isolate for a week.

The seven days were in the rising period of both career and love, but the other party made this decision resolutely. Wang Yuyan, who knew Wanwan's personality, could guess how bad the stinky smell was just a little bit!

Then she hurriedly said.

[Wang Yuyan: It is better to let those questioning people experience it.]

【Original Demon: It's good.】

Although Yuan Zhenmo also wanted to see the beauty in front of him who had broken her appearance in one second when she smelled the stinking, he knew that this kind of playback accident was very serious, so he just scared the other party at the beginning.

Then, he contacted reporters distributed in the three southern states and used teleportation tokens to transmit the stinky bottle.

Then the screen immediately cuts to a live visit.

"Uncle Wang, I've told you about the information. You have also seen the scene of the rats fainting just now. Although this stench will not cause any physical harm, it's just a very simple stench, but it's also..."

"Stop! Brother, you're afraid you don't know how many years your uncle has been doing the work of pushing a manure truck. What's the stinky smell?"

Mr. Wang in front of the camera looked arrogant. After all, the opportunity to be on the news may only be this one in his life. And he is indeed very confident. As a family of sausages that have been collecting sausages for hundreds of years, he has followed the older generation to the city early in the morning to collect manure buckets when he was six years old.

Day after day, year after year.

The odor that originally made him feel unbearable, now he can lean against the feces and his heart is not beating, and he can directly chew three big steamed buns!

So he really doesn't believe that just a mere odor can defeat him, the famous century-old shit king!

You should know that now his career is getting bigger and bigger, and half of his shit in the domain has been contracted by their family!

He can't even eat every day because of this smell!

So on the live news, the so-called gas bomb was announced, which was only tempered by a special odor, and he felt that this was a critical moment when his Shit King family was in glory!

So he directly raised questions and contacted local reporters with his deep family relations in order to gain the reputation of the Shit King family!

A mere half of the domain is not enough! He wants a domain, no, he wants to make his Shit King family's career spread all over Jiuzhou during his lifetime!

Then Uncle Wang raised his forehead and heroically stroked his big beard that turned yellow in the white. The strong belief emitting from the inside out really made many people feel it.

And as a generation of Mushi King who has worked diligently for decades, he still has some reputation.

"Just the stench blocked the attack of millions of rats in one fell swoop. This is really an exaggeration. You should know that mice like to build nests in dirty places. Of course, reality is also in front of you. They are indeed fainting, so I am more worried that this is the other party's conspiracy."

Yes, countless people nodded together.

To be precise, they are not questioning the fraud of the live news, but they are just wondering if the so-called stinky fog is really so powerful. Could it be some small tricks of those ferocious rats, just to temporarily confuse us and then launch a thunder strike.

You should know that even if the ferocious beast has very low intelligence, even the most ordinary beast will choose to pretend to die when it encounters danger, and even have various counterattacks.

They are all worried about problems on the front line, so they question them at this moment, and of course there is also distrust of the aliens.

After all, the style of aliens has always been equated with unreliability. Now Xia Jinyu has handed over the extremely important fourth line of defense to these unreliable aliens for defense, and they have really raised their hearts.

"Uncle Wang, I understand what you mean. In short, facts are better than words." This reporter is also a player. From the words of the old man in front of him and the flashing eyes of the people who came over due to live broadcast interviews.

He could naturally guess what he was thinking, and he just laughed it off.

First, he took out the medicine bottle, gave him one for himself and the camera guy beside him, and then solemnly handed the stench bottle sent by the original demon to Mr. Wang.

After taking the bottle, Mr. Wang smiled confidently at the camera, then opened the bottle plug with force. His nose was almost close to the mouth of the bottle. He pursed his lips at the first time and sucked hard!

In an instant, under the witness of thousands of people, they saw that Mr. Wang's face turned from white to green and from green to red. The confident brows had already been frowning in a ball, and his facial features were even more crowded, and his whole body began to tremble rapidly.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and then the whites were filled with eyes!

With a bang.

Uncle Wang fainted on the ground, and his body twitched from time to time. He came up with the camera and perfectly recorded his painful face.

"Uncle? Uncle Wang?"

"Hurry, hurry up, go find Dr. Zhang!"

"Didn't this stench just smell? Why did Mr. Wang start to pour out Mo Zi?"

"Please help him up first, and if you fall down the vomit like this, you will...she—!"

"What does this smell? Is the uncle drowned in the shit pit?"

"I'm so stupid!!! I can't do it anymore, I vomited all the overnight meal!"

"I understand why those rat groups fell so peacefully. There was only a lot of stench in this small bottle. The old man sucked most of the bottles alone, and the remaining little bit made us so smelly that we wanted to cut our noses. This is still the effect of a fifth of the stinky cannon!"

"Dad! Wake up! The glory of our family is all in this critical live broadcast, you...you--!"

Everyone looked at Brother Wang who had already vomited a lot of vomit on his father, and felt that his stomach began to sore.

Fortunately, the reporter who took the pill in advance could block the odor to a certain extent, first turned Mr. Wang to the side, preventing the white foam in his mouth from choking him to death, and successfully avoiding the opportunity to be vomited by his own son.

Of course, what he couldn't avoid in the end was a close-up.

It was like wearing a mask of pain and still looking down on the face, which was deeply imprinted into the hearts of every person watching the live broadcast.

At this moment, no one questioned again. After all, this scene was too scary. How arrogant Mr. Wang was before, he would kneel in front of thousands of people.

The reporter immediately sorted out his collar, ignored the background sound composed of countless dry retching sounds behind him, and said calmly:

"Uncle Wang has proved the power of the Armstrong spiral acceleration jet Armstrong cannon with facts, and now it's time to switch back to the studio."
Chapter completed!