Lina successfully triggered a farce of 'angry women tearing scumbags online'.

The host Benson almost forgot that he was hosting a psychic show, and thought he was back in the days of hosting emotional shows with bear ears, "Calm lady, calm down! Anger can't solve problems!"

The woman seemed to calm down, and the scumbag heaved a sigh of relief, "Listen to the host! Baby! Anger can't solve the problem! I still love you!"

"My hairpin! Give me an explanation?" The woman gritted her teeth.

"That hairpin..." The scumbag gritted his teeth and showed a pitiful expression, "It was that woman who seduced me! He deceived me! I couldn't live without her!"

"My dear, poor me can't get away! If you love me, then you should accept her too. We can live happily together!"

"It's you that I love!" The man looked sincere, but what he said was a jerk.

The onlookers frowned collectively, and the bearded man even 'cut'.

"What?" The girl in the trunk came over, she was a little at a loss, "Didn't you say you've never been in love and fell in love with me at first sight?"

The man was in a cold sweat. It wasn't the first time he overturned the car, and it wasn't just the two who remained ambiguous, but this time the situation was enough to make a mature Aquaman socially die.

He could only put on an aggrieved expression.

This pitiful expression has been used by men countless times. When he breaks an appointment, when he borrows money, when he makes empty promises...

The curly-haired woman clenched her fists.

This time I came to participate in the show, probably to date that girl, otherwise, how could a man who only likes to watch football suddenly become interested in psychics!

Thanks to Owl, otherwise, I might fall into the trap of a scumbag forever, love humbly, give all my salary, and fantasize about marrying him... I even chose the name of the child.

Thinking of this, the woman bent down and picked up the wooden stool on the ground.

This man... um... Benson frowned slightly, slowing down his movements to stop the curly-haired woman.

The scumbag soon discovered that the curly-haired woman broke through Benson's obstruction and rushed towards him, causing the man to turn around and run in fright.

Dramatically, he slipped and fell on the blood left by the ouija brother, screamed and rolled down the wooden stairs. Before the curly-haired woman could commit violence, the scumbag had already been punished.

The ambulance appeared in time and took the wailing man to the hospital.

Benson wiped his sweat and explained all this to the camera. "There was a farce just now. The psychic Ms. Lawrence's owl discovered the real owner of the hairpin and exposed the terrible behavior of an irresponsible man."

"Although Ms. Lawrence did not find the audience hiding in the trunk of the car, it was always believed that she should continue to participate in the later challenges."

Benson explained while walking, and almost slipped by the blood left on the ground. He awkwardly supported the hood of the car beside him, "Through the layers of screening, there are six contestants who will participate in our next challenge. They are, The magical writer Ms. Lawrence, the mysterious Ms. Satasha, and the tarot divination Ms. Mitty!"

"Mr. Strong, the muscular fortune-teller! Mr. Bode, the user of the Ouija board! And..." Benson frowned and took out the next card, "and the savior of the age of darkness. The fearless warrior vanguard. A ruthless observer. A wizard who jokes with the world... This whole series of introductions is about the same person—"

"Is it Merlin?" Ron whispered, "Did the program team invite Merlin?"

"Mr. Reddy Cullers!"

Who is that? The audience at the scene had common doubts, it seems that such a powerful character has not appeared in the show.

The hooded man who was sitting next to Lina proudly raised his head, "One day, the world will remember my name!"

Oh, it turns out that he is the great \'Wizard\'.

Benson coughed, "These six players will face more severe challenges. Can they persevere? Who can become the best in the game, and who will be eliminated at the discussion next week—"

"Please continue to look forward to our show, we will present it to you wonderfully."

The program team moved to another filming location. Today, they will finish filming all the challenges in Gaomen Cemetery.

The bar next to Gaomen Cemetery is very lively at the moment. The boss and employees are all dispatched to make the final preparations.

Hidden on the edge of the woods, this old building is made of wood and masonry. The wooden fence is crumbling, and there are traces of people who vomited after drinking too much in the corner.

The smell in the air is indescribable, the soil and grass, the damp smell, the madness mixed with alcohol, as if the flowers and trees came alive and danced here.

A half-human-height statue of a bear stood at the door, and a crow was parked on the hat. They smiled strangely, and their strange appearance looked like they were trying to persuade alcoholics to quit drinking.

A small sign hangs on the eaves of the hut - \'Black Crow Bar\', which is the name of this bar.

There is also a slogan on the bottom, \'Black Crow Bar, let you go home\'.

The owner of the bar, a blonde curly-haired woman with red lipstick, was sweeping the cobwebs in the corner with a feather duster, "Get ready! This is a great opportunity to promote our bar!"

"Mary, I think we should keep the sloppy look we used to be~lightnovelpub.net~ The old man with the broom coughed from the dust in the air, "To be honest, it's too clean to look like it's going to be haunted. . "

The lady boss's cleaning hand paused, "Old Hall, you should have reminded me earlier," she threw the feather duster away, "Quick! Take the garbage back!"

A young man wiped his sweat and straightened up, "Ms. Mary!" he shouted helplessly, "I took a lot of effort to get rid of all the chewing gum that John had stuck under the wooden table!"

"Glue it back to him," Mary waved her hand. "It's his artwork, otherwise he'll have to make a fuss when he comes to drink next time!"

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell at the door rang, and Old Hall threw the broom in his hand, patted the dust on his clothes, and raised a smile, "Welcome to the Black Crow Bar! There are the best spirits, the most beautiful girls, and a few more. Endless supernatural events!"

Sounds like a good propaganda word.

The camera is in place.

The host Benson began his line, "London's Highgate Cemetery has always been a frequent location for supernatural events. The most famous one is the vampire incident in the woods. I believe everyone has heard of it..."

"But today, we came to this bar in the grove of High Gate Cemetery, not to explore the mysterious vampire incident, but a recent incident."

Benson paused for a while and looked directly at the camera, "In September of this year, a strange incident happened at the 'Black Crow Bar'. At that time, it was midnight. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and no moonlight could be seen."

"The waiter is serving frozen beer to the customer, and the bar owner, Ms. Mary, is sitting at the bar and chatting with a regular customer. Everything is normal—"

"Suddenly, a ghostly voice sounded—"

"Where is my head?!"