Ying Shao is a Girl

Ying Junchu's mouth twitched slightly.

Sometimes she really wanted to open Yi Mo's head and see what mess was inside.

It’s all day and night.

"I didn't ask you to record yourself."

Yi Mo looked in disbelief.

"Huh? Boss! If you don't record me, who will record it myself?"

Is it possible to record the boss?

No, no, no, it’s impossible!

The boss is a strong person and will not follow the idol route!

My eldest son is a typical example of someone who has good looks but relies on his talent to make a living.

“Recording this ancient land.”

The young man's tone was firm and convincing.

Hearing this, Yimo quickly took out his shiny mobile phone, poked it a few times, and prepared to apply for an account and enter the live broadcast page.

While operating, he replied:

"That's right! Why didn't I think of it! This land is mysterious and charming, and it is the best material! As expected of my wise god Yushu Linfeng... Feng... Feng..."

"Ahhhhh!"

Yi Mo's screams were heard in his ears, the sound was so loud that Ying Junchu's eardrums were shocked to the point of pain.

Frowning, displeased.

"Old...Boss! There is a snake-ah-!!!"

Yi Mo was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Don't dare to move.

"Stop barking!"

Ying Junchu's voice was cold and his eyes were calm and unruffled.

"Boss! I...I'm scared! It...it...it's staring at me!"

A black snake in the dark green grass raised its head and stared at Yimo eagerly.

It's like staring at your inevitable prey.

Its body was hidden in the green grass, with only a flat head showing, and it kept spitting out its core to Immo.

Yimo had goosebumps all over his body when he stared at him, his scalp was numb, and his back felt cold.

He quickly identified it as a black mamba.

A highly venomous and extremely fast cobra.

If you are bitten, you will most likely die!

Yimo's brain was at a loss at this time and he had only one idea.

Run quickly!

I have to save my life!

I'm so handsome I can't die!

Yi Mo ran forward with a whoosh like an arrow coming off the string.

The phone in his hand was thrown out in an instant, but luckily Ying Junchu caught it.

Yi Mo ran desperately, he was really a man like the wind.

The black mamba snake followed closely behind, chasing after him.

Ying Junchu silently held his forehead, Yimo is such an idiot!

Don't run in a straight line when you encounter a snake!

Imo is a special soldier and field survival training is commonplace. Why is he so afraid of snakes?

Is it possible that this guy is really a fake special forces soldier?

Now…

Can I still return it?

"Ahhh! Boss, boss! Save me! It's chasing me and won't let go!"

Yimo's voice was distorted by the running wind.

It sounds a bit funny.

Fortunately, Ying Junchu could roughly hear what he said.

Ying Junchu responded calmly: "I don't have time, I can handle it myself."

Then she slid her slender white hand on the screen of Yi Mo's phone and used the high-definition front-facing camera to take a live shot of Yi Mo being chased by a snake.

Yimo swooped up a tall, leafy tree at an alarming speed.

"Ahhhh! Don't come here! If you come here again, I will strangle you to death!"

Yimo looked fierce and threatening.

You can’t lose in terms of momentum!

The black mamba snake seemed to understand what he said and continued to spit out its core to Yimo.

My scalp was numb again.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in his ears, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his hair stood up.

This...this is...

Yi Mo quickly turned around, and another black mamba snake opened its mouth wide and dived towards him.

He clearly saw its sharp fangs and the venom stained on the fangs.

I saw him make a beautiful dodge and step onto another branch of the tree.

The black mamba jumped into the air, but its tail was wrapped around the tree trunk and it did not fall.

"Damn it!" There was another one riding on the horse!

Immo couldn't help but swear.

The black mamba snake below took advantage of the fire and quickly climbed up the tree.