Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 166
Chapter 166 Wade’s Ghost Hunting n
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Just as Susie was cheering, na’s door opened with a bang.
She nced nkly, then frowned: “It’s sote, what are you doing here? Don’t you sleep?”
Martin pursed his lips: “We’re chatting.”
na immediately babbled: “What are you talking about in the middle of the night? You have to sleep
even if you don’t sleep! How can children grow taller if they don’t sleep? What nonsense!”
“You, and you!” na red at Kellen and Michael: “What are you all doing?”
Martin’s sleep has been poor, and she often doesn’t go to bed until three or four o’clock, which she
knows.
But what are Kellen and Michael doing?
The olddy looked like she was about to hit someone with a feather duster.
Kellen quickly raised his hand: “I’m innocent.”
He was just a passer-by all night and didn’t participate in anything!
na grabbed her slippers.
Everyone immediately turned their heads and left, each going back to their respective rooms, “scared”
beyond belief.
Susie stuck out her tongue, grabbed ra and ran: “Grandma is run!”
angry,
na snorted, put down her slippers, and looked helplessly at the empty
corridor.
If she is gone in the future, what will happen to this family.
na controlled the wheelchair and went back to the room. She gathered her shawl, her back was a bit
vicissitudes.
ra turned her head three times a step, with tears in her eyes, and she couldn’t bear to leave na
for half a minute until she closed the door.
Before July 14th, she still has time to say goodbye.
After returning to the room, na couldn’t fall asleep.
She looked at the ceiling silently, thinking about what to make for Susie’s breakfast in the morning,
thinking about how soon she would grow up after going to kindergarten, which primary school would
she send to?
After elementary school, Susie is so smart, she should be able to keep up, right? At least not as
worrying as Lulu, right?
na, who couldn’t fall asleep more and more, saw Craig snoring next to him, so angry that she kicked
Craig with her kick.
This was a subconscious movement, na didn’t realize that her feet could kick people, and she was
still thinking about Susie in her heart, so she didn’t notice at all.
Craig rolled over, pulling a nket over himself as he went along.
na scolded: “It’s so loud that it didn’t wake you up!”
“Ugh.”
na tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep, so she simply got up and went downstairs to prepare
breakfast.
The night passed, and the next day, Michael, Susie, and Wade didn’t get
up early.
Martin is okay, he is used to going to bedte and getting up early, and he has already woken up.
Craig was refreshed and drinking tea from the tea mug, while reprimanding him with a straight face: ”
Michael hasn’t woken up yet? So are Hamza and Wade, have you learned from Zion?”
“Where’s Kellen?”
Martin took a sip of strong tea and said, “Go for a run.”
Craig snorted, “Ryan went to the ER again in the middle of the nightst night, didn’t he?”
But the other children were just at the time when they were full of vigor, so they all slept inte, like
something.
Without raising his eyelids, Martin said, “Susie can’t get up either.”
Craig slipped his mouth, “Susie, it’s okay, girl.”
Martin nced up at him.
Craig changed his words immediately: “Girls also have to go to bed early and get up early! I’ll ask
someone to wake them up.”
At least get up and eat breakfast before going to bed, otherwise your stomach will be bad. Craig didn’t
say that.
na controlled the electric wheelchair and said, “Did you know that there was a thunderstormst
night?”
Craig paused and frowned: “Can thunder be possible in this weather?”
na sneered: “It’s not just thunder, the roof was knocked down, didn’t you hear it?”
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na said angrily, “I knew you were in a deep sleep!” Craig curled his lip and went back to his paper.
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In Wade’s room.
He has actually gotten up, but has been writing furiously.
“Sister caught a total of 23 grieving ghosts and 1 vile ghostst night!”
Among them, the female ghost with a broken stomach and the old woman in clothes were not caught,
and Wade only felt that it was a shame.
“Now x=2, y=23, z=1.”
Suddenly, I felt the dawn of victory!
Wade couldn’t help thinking: If he took ra out for a walk every day, he would bring back 20 ghosts
every day.
It only takes less than five days! My sister’s kpi can bepleted!
It’s a pity that I can only think about it, after all, this is not good for Aunt ra.
Wade thought about it, and suddenly thought-no, instead of relying on luck to catch ghosts, why not
take the initiative?!
Hospitals, haunted ces, and even other people’s graves.
Wade felt that his idea was feasible, and immediately searched the Inte for ces of great murder,
haunted holy ces, and the Highway of Death.
At this time, he suddenly saw a video, which was the one he recorded.
On the video, a female ghost wasining about the bad environment
in China and the sweet air in foreign countries. When she was finally caught, she became angry and
rushed towards the camera.
This is a video he posted on his [Meeting Ghost Theory] website.
He has processed the video, blurred Susie’s appearance, and changed her voice. Only people who are
familiar with Susie can recognize her.
“My video was stolen?!” Wade was speechless.
All the scrolling down is to carry other people’s videos.
Wade flipped through thements on this video:
[Fuck, shit, shit! In the end, I rushed over and died on the spot! 】
[May I ask which movie is this? Put your ass, who knows, kick me! 】
[Oh my god, is this a visual effect made inter stage? It’s too real! 】
【Not a movie! I’m a veteran horror movie fan, and I’ve seen all the hot ones, but I don’t have this one!
So it should be done by the blogger himself. The most powerful post-production often makes people
feel that there is no post-production, blogger, you win! Pay attention decisively!]
Wade was speechless.
Backhand a report.
He provided evidence, the link to the original video, and when he went downstairs after going to the
bathroom, brushing his teeth, washing his face and changing his clothes, he found that the video had
been taken off the shelves.
“It’s quite powerful.” Wade said, but didn’t care.
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In a rented house in a vige in the city.
Stetson watched excitedly as the traffic of the trumpet increased steadily, and the constant sound of
information notifications in the background was simply intoxicating.
500,000 likes, and the background yback volume has exceeded 20 million!
“Sent it!” Stetson was circling excitedly.
In the past few days, he has been posting the video of thest live broadcast, #Susie# has three
boyfriends at the same time, these two hot words have been exhausted by him.
At the beginning, the daily ie of video was more than 3,000, but the next day it became more than
1,000, and then it was hundreds or dozens.
A video can onlyst for a few days.
He has to do new videos.
However, the new videos all cut the same content, and he cut more than a dozen different titles from
different angles.
Stetson has two ounts, and the trumpet has been carrying videos. He never expected the trumpet
to explode, but he did not expect to give him a surprise.
“Send it, send it!” Stetson looked at the ie in the background: “It’s only one night, and the ie
is already more than 2,000!”
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ording to his prediction, this video will definitely go up again. The link under his video happened to
be the time when the app was most poprized, and it would be no problem to charge 5,000 a day!
“This is a long video. It can be eaten for at least ten days and a half a month. When the app promotion
is over, I can earn at least 100,000!”
Unexpectedly, a small video website he identally discovered would bring him such a big surprise.
Stetson was excited, but when he refreshed the background, he found a notification:
[Your work is suspected of giarism and has been taken off the shelves. 】
Stetson was speechless.
Stetson was furious, and cursed: “Garbage tform! There are so many people giarizing, why
should I be arrested!!”
He is very dissatisfied.
There must be a jealous dog who saw his traffic and reported it!
Stetson gritted his teeth, registered another trumpet, and logged on to the small website called [The
Theory of Meeting Ghosts], continuing to move secretly.