Hearing this sentence, Owen Lester's momentum stagnated for a moment, and then it surged wildly.

He turned around and glared at the audience in the stands and asked, "Who? Who is it?"

Those who can say such words are naturally the players who have participated in the selection on the Desolate Mining Star, and those who have not advanced to the competition but have not yet died, then there are only players.

And this player is naturally the Nine-Day Baby.

Feeling the eyes of Owen Lester, the baby was sweating coldly on his face and felt a little nervous, but he was as stable as an old dog on the surface.

"As long as I don't speak silently in the audience, you will never be able to find me!"

Sure enough, the players around him pretended not to know what Jiuri Baby said just now and shook their heads.

However, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Audiences who are not other representatives of the players are not interested in watching the fun. They all point to the Nine-Day Baby.

Although these representatives of civilizations are like good babies here, it is because the man is still suppressing him on the throne.

Now the contestants are trying to beat the audience. Not only are they not afraid, they are excited to point at the Jiuri baby and shout wildly.

"I saw it, I saw it, it's that boy!"

"Yes! That's right, it's the guy who looks a bit like an interstellar monkey, and he has many wings on his back. I've long been disgusted with him."

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

"Ouoooo! Oli! Just do it and it's done."

Hearing the collective condemnation from the audience around him, the cold sweat on the baby's face became even more.

He stood up excitedly, angrily slapped the table and scolded the people.

"What I shouted! Do you have any evidence? I'm slandering my innocence here!"

The members of the Nine-Day Baby's union also stood up and cheered for their president.

"NMB! Who are you talking about? Right! That's right! It's you! The alien who looks like Genjebao! Come here and see if I don't beat your bare love!"

"Who are you scolding? Who are you with? If it weren't for the mission, I would have washed the floor with a quantum bomb, and I'll have hammered you guys to death! They are fat and not allowed to be killed. The dog official is really too much!"

Jiuri Baby has a lot of people in the union, which is a large guild with 2,000 people, and the number of people standing up is very large.

This also led to the rest of the players watching the fun all sharing the same hatred.

They had long been disgusted with these silly NPCs, and their own side, who were also players, was bullied by NPCs. They had to stand up and support the situation no matter how they said that.

The other alien audiences were also furious and did not accept anyone. They stood up and spit at the players, spitting mucus, spraying white liquid and other things.

There are even their family’s unique local snacks.

Irving Lester originally wanted to settle the score with the Jiuri Baby, but when he saw the audience in the audience squatting each other, the anger in his heart was blocked.

He was choked when he got angry twice in a row, making Owen Lester feel as uncomfortable as if he had eaten Oli.

"People, please be quiet, otherwise... I will kill a lucky audience to death~"

At this time, the host clown's big face appeared on the virtual screen, his bright red lips grinned with a crazy smile, and his eyes were filled with endless murderous intent.

Irving Lester sneered in his heart when he noticed this familiar move, and he raised his feet and kicked it out directly.

"not good!"

Feeling the strong wind behind his head, Hong Xuangong exclaimed in his heart that something was wrong.

"Bang!"

The ship-killing knife was led into the ground by Hong Xuangong and smashed a huge hole.
Chapter completed!