[...What’s with your twisted fetish, can’t wait to see soone eat shit?]
Josh chuckled, sidestepping Zhuang Ran’s attack while interacting with the chat: "Of course, I wouldn’t enjoy watching just anyone eat it. But if it’s you, that’s another story. Watching you eat makes happy."
[You...]
[Instead of mouthing off, you should focus on running for your life. One of the teams here is from the Eden Garden Guild, and their psychological tactics are filthy.]
The team leader stepped aside, discreetly observing Josh’s movent pattern.
Josh knew what she was doing, so she smiled slightly, slowed down, and started moving systematically toward a few predetermined spots.
The team leader thought she had figured out her movent pattern, and her eyes lit up instantly.
She struck imdiately, predicting Josh’s next move, and indeed grabbed her, slamming her hard against the wall.
Josh felt her insides churn from the blow, suffering under the suppression of spiritual power level wasn’t pleasant.
As she got injured, the live stream received a flood of reward points.
Her face turned ghostly pale: "Wow, the team leader is really strong..."
[Which team’s leader is this? Such speed!]
[Oh no, my boy’s done for.]
[Alright, ti to pack up and switch to another stream.]
But the next mont, Josh slipped free from control at a tricky angle and blinked to another position.
The leader’s eyes turned steely: "Still trying to escape? I’ve already figured out your movent pattern."
Josh dodged while interacting with the chat: "I’m not dead yet, why are you rushing to find another daddy?"
[Even if you’re not dead, you’re close. Why pretend to be brave?]
[Exactly, one against six, no matter how good your tactics or speed, you can’t overco the spiritual power suppression, right?]
[True, you really think you can win? They’re just toying with you like a dog, and you actually believe you can win?]
A touch of sincerity crossed Josh’s face: "Just like how I ss with you guys?"
She darted to the side to avoid, slowing down slightly, and got her outer coat ripped by soone closing in.
[Speechless. Even now, she’s distracting herself. Just wait for death!]
[Watching her fight is so frustrating, can’t she focus fully on the battle? It’s really awkward and pathetic pretending to be relaxed while interacting with the chat.]
Seeing she’d stirred things up enough, Josh finally muttered, "Since you all say I’m going to lose, why don’t we make a bet? Without my team’s leader stepping in, I’ll definitely win."
While dodging, soone managed to tear off a sleeve, making her look even more pathetic.
[Lol.]
[This is the biggest joke I’ve ever heard.]
[Didn’t expect my kid’s joke-telling skills to be top-tier too.]
[Her underpants are nearly stripped, and she’s still making bold bets.]
[Josh, the only tough thing about you is your mouth.]
[Dying of laughter, she’s almost been beaten to death, can’t you guys let her be?]
[Yeah, my kid just wants to make a bet with you, not asking for the stars. Just bet with her, I’ll start. What if you lose?]
Josh smiled slightly: "If I lose, I’ll willingly call you all daddy."
[No way, that’s quite the temptation.]
[Could my silly kid be deliberately laying down a losing hand to get on the daddy’s genealogy?]
[I’m crying for real.]
[Just say you want to call us daddy. Even if your mouth’s a bit harsh and your abilities are lacking, at least your brain still works. Daddy won’t disown you, kid.]
[No need to go to such lengths to get on my genealogy.]
Josh smiled at them: "So, are you betting or not?"
[Of course, bet!]
[Only a fool wouldn’t take a bargain!]
[What’s this? I feel a bit excited at the thought of my silly kid calling daddy willingly.]
Josh laughed and continued: "Alright, but if you lose, not only do you have to acknowledge as daddy, each of you has to claim a ’Josh’s Good Boy’ fan banner in my stream and reward 500,000 points."
[No problem!]
[Co on, daddy can’t wait.]
[Right now! Imdiately! Bet!]
Josh nodded with a smile: "Alright then, I’ve got it all recorded. Whoever’s betting, type 1, and I’ll rember your IDs."
The screen was soon flooded with a wave of "11111," almost covering the entire display.
Josh looked at these unsuspecting souls, a hint of a smile flickering in her eyes. While swapping positions, she deliberately kicked at the edge of the hole, pushing Yuze, who was about to erge, back down.
Yuze, carrying a body: "???"
Josh found a mont to ssage him: [Don’t co up, wait about ten minutes, no, five minutes.]
Yuze twitched at the mouth: [...]
This little brat, bold enough to even ss with the leader.
Josh was surrounded by six people, pushed into a corner.
The leader coldly revealed her weapon, staring at Josh: "Still not handing over the clues?"
Lulu looked at her arrogantly and smugly: "Where do you think you can run? With such ager tricks, and you dare to show off in front of us."
Zhuang Ran bit her lip, revealing a hint of reluctance: "Josh, why don’t you just cooperate with us? We don’t want to bully you."
Upon hearing this, Lulu couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her for playing the delicate flower even now.
If it weren’t for the two teams cooperating in this dungeon, she wouldn’t bother.
What bad luck!
They pressed closer, eyes fixed on Josh in the corner, her clothes in tatters, hair disheveled, covered in small wounds.
Josh smiled slightly: "Who said I’m going to run?"
She slowly raised her hand, making a bizarre gesture, a glint of mischief in her eyes: "It’s you all who should be running, right?"
"Eight-direction Ghost Generals, heed my command, summon!"
In that instant, the light in the thatched cottage rapidly dimd, as if it was being swallowed by sothing strange.
The entire room turned gloomy.
Mournful wails erged, with threads of ghost energy brushing past their necks and ankles.
"Ah!" A scream echoed.
Lulu felt sothing grab her ankle, dragging her backward.
The others imdiately beca alert.
Screams followed one after another.
Not only the live stream but even the six onsite female players couldn’t make sense of it, helplessly watching as they were dragged around.
Unlike the preset simulated ghosts in the dungeon, she summoned real ghosts, invisible to both caras and player eyes.
Chilling hands erged from sowhere, pinching and biting them, mixed with a strong scent of blood.
In a panic, Zhuang Ran faintly saw a pair of blood-soaked eyes, scread in terror, and fainted in a sorry state.
Seizing the chaos, Josh attacked the six ruthlessly, leaving no face unbruised.
In a flash, the six, beaten black and blue, either fled in fear or fainted in shock.
The situation reversed instantly.
Josh slightly lifted her gaze, her clear amber eyes staring straight at the chat: "So, how’s it going, my silly kids?"
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