Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 964: Fake Puppet and Evil Puppet, Foolishly Indistinguishable

Chapter 964: Chapter 964: Fake Puppet and Evil Puppet, Foolishly Indistinguishable

Min Zhenghao foolishly looked at the black blood in his hand, disgustingly wiping it on his body.

The more he wiped, the larger the stained area became, and he couldn’t clean off the black blood at all.

He mumbled, "What the hell is this? I’m almost rubbing my hand raw and it still won’t come off."

Min Zhenghao couldn’t see the Puppet in front of him, with its eyes as wide as bloody holes and black dirty blood flowing, staring straight at him.

The Evil Puppet opened its foul-smelling mouth and made a tentative gesture above his head, as if to estimate how to swallow him in one bite.

The camera shook, and then there was a snap as it crashed to the floor.

This time, Afeng couldn’t save the camera.

Min Zhenghao heard the noise behind him, frowned, turned his head, and swept the spotlight toward the camera on the floor.

Seeing the camera smashed to pieces, he exploded, "Afeng, this is company equipment!"

Afeng stretched out a hand, pointing shakily towards Min Zhenghao’s back, "You, behind you..."

Min Zhenghao’s mind was completely preoccupied with the thought of losing money, and he didn’t pay attention to what Afeng was saying. As the Puppet behind him opened its gaping maw ready to feast, he ran heartbrokenly to the wreckage of the camera.

He didn’t realize how fortunate he was to have narrowly escaped disaster as he bent down to cradle the camera in his arms for inspection.

Although the equipment was broken, it was still usable.

Min Zhenghao glanced at the live stream displayed on his phone, clearly seeing his own face enlarged on the screen.

Casually scrolling through the live stream comments, his eyebrows lifted slightly. He hadn’t expected this live stream to be so successful. The comments section was abuzz, as almost everyone got worked up and started saying they saw the Puppet.

[Ahhhh... There really is a Puppet! This definitely isn’t special effects!]

[Scared me to death! Such a big mouth! The blood was flowing like water from a faucet!]

[The Puppet has come for their lives! Run, run!!]

[This live stream production is off the charts, who’s the planner behind this?]

[Puppet! Puppet! There really is a Puppet!!]

[Its mouth is opening, it’s opening... It’s about to eat Xiaomin, run Xiaomin, run!!!]

[Sorry for intruding unintentionally, please do not disturb my family and my dreams, thanks, I better leave now!]

[My child is scared, Xiaomin, you owe money!]

[Damn! Is it a real Puppet or a fake one, seeing it makes my back cold!]

[Hahahaha... I’m not afraid, it’s all an act!]

[There really is a ghost! It’s appeared behind Xiaomin again.]

[This has got to be special effects, you can tell by the host’s expression it’s all staged, if they really saw the Puppet they would have pissed their pants from fear!]

[If there were really a Puppet, it would be real!]

[That is the Puppet, special effects absolutely couldn’t achieve that!]

Min Zhenghao browsed through the live stream comments with satisfaction, along with a barrage of donation gifts flooding the screen, struggling to suppress a smile.

He got up with the camera and walked over to Afeng, who was so frightened he couldn’t move, and urged solemnly, "Hold it tight this time, we’ll split the repair cost for the equipment later."

Afeng’s eyes were as wide as bronze bells, his body shaking non-stop.

Min Zhenghao finally realized something was amiss and asked with a frown, "Afeng? Afeng?"

Afeng didn’t respond, his eyes fixed straight behind Min Zhenghao.

Min Zhenghao reached out to shake his body, "What’s wrong with you?"

Afeng’s voice was tight, trembling, "Puppet, there... there’s a Puppet!"

"What are you playing at?" Min Zhenghao dug at his ear, suspecting he had a problem with his hearing.

He stared at Afeng like he was looking at an idiot, shook his head with a laugh, and forcefully stuffed the camera into his arms.

Just then, the shadow in the corner of the room moved, and a figure in a black robe rushed over.

"Shit, what the hell is that?"

He held up his cell phone and brought it close to Afeng and Min Zhenghao, pointing to the video. There, standing behind Min Zhenghao, was Puppet with a pale, distorted face, hollow eyes weeping blood tears, slowly opening its gaping, bloody maw.

"Shit!" Min Zhenghao cursed after just one glance.

He leapt to his feet and sprang onto the man in the black robe, shining the flashlight on the spot where he had just been standing.

There was nothing there, not even a shadow of Puppet.

He then looked down at the phone’s live-stream and saw that the camera Afeng was holding had captured the Puppet that was invisible to the naked eye, clearly recording it in the video.

The pale face, two bloody holes serving as eyes, and the bloodied, ear-to-ear gaping mouth, were all clearly captured by the camera.

"Ahhhh... There’s a Puppet!!!"

Min Zhenghao, who was lying on the shadowy figure, yelled, "Meng Jie, run, run!"

His legs weak with fear, he desperately slapped the shadowy figure, his teammate Meng Jie.

Meng Jie was the fake Puppet they had arranged in advance to attract the audience of the live stream and create a major highlight for the broadcast.

At that moment, Meng Jie was petrified with fear as well.

His body trembling, he collapsed to the ground, unable to maintain his stance.

"Ah!"

Min Zhenghao, who had been lying on Meng Jie’s back, was thrown to the ground, emitting a scream of pain.

[Why has the comment section suddenly gone dead? Brothers, are you still there?]

[This is so thrilling, so scary, I’m frightened!]

[I’m totally freaked out!]

[Good luck and Amitabha, may the Evil Spirits scatter——]

The few scattered comments went unnoticed by Min Zhenghao, Afeng, and Meng Jie, the three adventurers who had no time to pay attention to them.

Facing the unexpected situation, they were already keeping their cool if not for panicking outright.

Suddenly, Afeng said, "Was this also arranged by the company?"

That comment made Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie stop in their tracks while they were scrambling on the ground. They turned to look back where the Puppet had been, but saw nothing.

What sort of arrangement was it, or what high technology could create such imagery, they might not have been highly educated but they were not fools.

Min Zhenghao grabbed the black robe on Meng Jie’s body and, bypassing the spot where Puppet had been standing, crawled towards the doorway.

No more words needed; their lives were at stake!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At that moment, the door began to produce sinister banging noises.

Min Zhenghao’s hand, which had reached the door, stopped at the sound.

Meng Jie, right behind him, clutched his ankle tightly, cowering into a ball.

Feeling the chill seizing his ankle, Min Zhenghao shivered, his body temperature plummeting as he stammered in plea, "Ahhhh... don’t eat me, I taste bad, I haven’t bathed in a month, please spare me, Puppet master!"

"Ah!"

Afeng, still standing in the center of the room, suddenly let out a piercing scream.

Min Zhenghao covered his ears, incessantly chanting, "May the Jade Emperor bless me, may Buddha bless me, may the Goddess of Mercy bless me, may God bless me, may Jesus bless me..."

He invoked the deities of both the East and the West, begging for their protection.

Afeng’s screams continued as his arm was bitten by something unseen.

The pain made him drop the camera on the ground once again.

The lens pointed straight at the door, capturing the desperate figures of Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie.

Suddenly, Afeng’s scream intensified, echoing throughout the entire hospital building.

In the darkness, blood splattered onto the camera screen, and crimson Blood Beads slowly slid down the screen.

This scene caused many viewers in the live stream to frantically flood the chat, and the number of viewers skyrocketed, now reaching four hundred thousand.