Seeing this situation, Dagu immediately rushed into the studio, his hands already on the Victory Haipa gun equipped at his waist.

Ju Jianhui stretched out his hand to him and shook his head gently, signaling him not to act rashly,

The hostess seemed to be covered in electricity, her hair was all up, and her face seemed to be smeared with black oil paint. The makeup on her face became weird and terrifying, the kind that children would have nightmares after seeing it, and she Still under the action of some force,

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