I buried the anchor, there is no crime!

Chapter 83 Cancel me. I will give you money

After hearing Liu Tian's words, everyone probably understood the meaning of the other party's words.

His eyes gradually brightened, and his breathing began to become short.

"Captain Liu, what do you mean...we're going to confront Lin Rou tonight?"

Hearing this, Liu Tian nodded, then stood up, his eyes full of confidence.

"I don't believe it today. Under our strict surveillance, Lin Rou can commit crimes again?"

at the same time.

In a park in the old town of Linhai City.

"Brothers, tonight we will broadcast a live broadcast outdoors as usual. Please pay attention and give away all the free hearts."

Flea, who was wearing a tight blue Chelsea, was screaming exaggeratedly in front of the phone.

His red hair looked particularly hot under the illumination of the street lamps.

And in the flea live broadcast room, there were waves of bullet screens.

"Brother Flea, are you planning to go to the grave to sing Thunderbolt again tonight?"

"What the hell anchor, really rely on the defense."

"Brother Flea, it must be you. I remember that next to this park is the Martyrs Cemetery, right? Another action tonight?"

"Brother Flea, why don't you start a new life today? I've heard too much about Thunder every day, and my dreams are purple gold hammers."

"Here, come, my flea brother is here again with a stereo."

Watching the barrage of bullet screens in the live broadcast room and the soaring number of online people.

The spiritual boy, Flea, was also extremely excited.

Judging from the activeness of the audience in the live broadcast room, I am afraid that I will gain another wave of big fans tonight.

After tonight, take advantage of the heat and bring a few more waves of goods. By then, have you not made a lot of money?
As for what fleas are doing now, it is just a novelty hunting method to obtain traffic.

Who really likes singing thunder from the head of the grave at night?

Who the hell likes to defecate on graves at night?

What flea really likes is the soft sister coins in everyone's pockets. He understands that only by earning traffic in this way can these people willingly take out the soft sister coins.

"Brothers, do you want to see the anchor shouting Mai on the grave? If you want to see it, deduct 1!"

While thinking this way, Flea shouted exaggeratedly.

In an instant, the screen in the live broadcast room was filled with 1.
"I'm the craziest with the loudest volume, and I'm the little overlord of the grave."

"Brother Flea, I can accept singing thunder from the grave, but can you change the grave instead of going to the martyr's cemetery, this is somewhat immoral."

"It's true. It's all about working hard, but you can't be without a bottom line!"

"That being said, the main focus of Brother Flea's live broadcast room is the word stimulation."

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

In Flea's live broadcast room, there are also some spirited guys.

All of them are the kind of ruthless people whose fate is up to me.

But although these people are somewhat abstract, they still understand the most basic principle of respecting martyrs.

So there are still some viewers who asked fleas to sing thunder in the live broadcast room.

But at this moment, many barrages were mixed with an eye-catching barrage.

"Professional in charge of one-stop service for funeral affairs, guaranteeing you worry-free after marriage, and now you can get a [-]% discount for booking!"

Ok?
After seeing this barrage, Flea was taken aback for a moment.

What the hell? !

One-stop service for white affairs?

Nima!

If you are in the dead business, why did you put the advertisement in your live broadcast room?

You don’t need to rub traffic like that, right?
This is so unlucky!

Flea was a little angry inside.

I was just about to teach this guy a lesson.

But before he had time to speak, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly boiled over.

"Damn it. It's actually Lin Rou?"

"Really, this is a good show to watch."

"Look at this ID, and this professional one-stop service for white affairs, isn't it the same person?"

"Ah, this is really Lin Rou."

After the audience confirms the identity of the person who sent this barrage.

For a while, the audience in the live broadcast room exclaimed.

"Brother Flea, run, Lin Rou seems to be focusing on you."

"It's over, isn't this the part where the whole village will eat soon?"

"Run? Where can I go? See if there are any living people in Lin Rou's watch list."

"Brother Flea, you can leave at ease, I will treat your girlfriend with my heart."

Looking at the screen full of barrage.

Flea froze, and finally rang out who the ID was.

Lin Rou
"Damn it. How the hell did I get paid attention by Lin Rou?"

The flea couldn't help but wiped his eyes, and couldn't believe what happened to him.

Besides, Lin Rou is in Linhai City, so if she said that, wouldn't she be very likely to be kicked out?
In fact, Flea had heard of Lin Rou before.

But for these mysterious and mysterious things, the fleas didn't quite believe it at first.

To put it bluntly, isn't this just a means of hype?
Isn't it also a means of hype that I am singing thunder in the martyr's cemetery now?

Isn't Lin Rouga the same?

Everyone plays the Internet, and this method of deceiving the audience is okay.

Who doesn't know who?
The reason why there is such a high popularity is nothing more than the enthusiasm brought about by inviting a large number of sailors.

To be reasonable, if he has the conditions, he will play this game better than Lin Rou.

However, having said that, when Lin Rou paid attention, Flea was still a little flustered.

Flea subconsciously clicked on her fan list.

After a quick glance, he found the message.

"The one-stop funeral service paid attention to you!"

Nima!

Are these girls poisonous?

Are you really following me?

For a moment, the flea's facial expression became a little stiff.

Although he doesn't really believe in such evil things.

But with so many examples before him, he really didn't dare to make fun of his own life.

After glancing at Lin Rou in his fan list, a few beads of sweat could not help but appear on Flea's forehead.

Soon, he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Brothers, wait for me for a few minutes, and I will play something exciting for everyone later. Now I will download and deal with some things."

After the voice fell, the entire live broadcast room was completely dark.

After closing the live broadcast room, Flea quickly sent Lin Rou a private message.

"Sister, why are you following me when you have nothing to do? You can set a price, how much can you unfollow me, just say it, is 20 enough?"

From the point of view of fleas, everyone is playing on the Internet.

What is the purpose of doing so much foreshadowing work?
Isn't it just for the broken silver?
If you want money, just say so!

As long as it is not too much, fleas will not refuse, after all, this can be regarded as buying yourself a peace of mind.

On Lin Rou's side, she also received a private message from Flea.

Immediately, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, thinking a little laughing.

She had already tried to turn off this function a long time ago.

But it's a pity that there is no option to uncheck all the people recommended to him by the system.

(End of this chapter)