Looking at the Teemo Alliance's ID, it was the same as the cute bunny's ID from before.
"I met Teemo as expected."
Ye Chen smiled and took out his phone to send a group message. In less than three minutes, Dong!
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
Jordan said slowly. Suddenly, a dozen bodyguards in black walked in.
"Master, why did you call us?"
The bodyguards were respectful and lowered their heads in front of Ye Chen. This was their boss and he did not mean to abuse his subordinates. He even rewarded them generously. As long as they were not fools, they would listen to him.
"Open an alternate account for me! Reward!"
"An alternate identity? Reward? Master? What do you mean?"
"My favorite streamer, Feng Timo, is streaming on Douyu. Tonight, I'll give her a surprise. The twenty of you will open twenty accounts for me and unify the Protoss accounts! Did you hear that?"
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone tactfully agreed.
"Later, each of you will receive one million yuan at nine o'clock! All of you, give me Rockets!"
"Yes, sir."
The group of bodyguards were sweating. They didn't have to spend so much money, right? One million? And it was still one million per person!
The bodyguard was distressed by the money, but Jordan was not. Anyway, the money came very quickly!
I won't be defeated? Wouldn't that be a waste of his father's wealth?
"Alright, go back and create an avatar. Listen to my orders!”
"Yes, sir!"
The group of people followed his lead and directly retreated.
"Ding dong!"
"Ding dong!"
In three minutes, the bodyguards 'bank accounts had an additional one million yuan!
"Big brother! Aren't we going to send him off? This was a million! I've never seen so much money in my life!”
"No! This was set by Master! Although I want to keep the money for myself, it's impossible! Besides, our master is so rich! There would definitely be opportunities in the future…Hehehe!"
The lackey had a look of cutting flesh as he said,"Alright! So be it! We don't care about this small amount of money."
Teemo was a little depressed when he saw the Almighty leave.
"Teemo, don't cry! Stand up and rub it!"
"Look at how pitiful Baby Timo is! Come and hug me!"
"The person above is right! 1!”
This was a public platform, and it was meant for the public. Teemo's every word would be heard by those people.
Looking at the followers, there were 500,000 people following Teemo. The highest number of followers on Douyu was three million. As a new female streamer, it was not easy for her to do this.
Ye Chen's Invincible Airplane had also attracted many people.
Now that he saw the number of followers, Timo's disappointed mood eased a little.
"Friends, can you give me the Almighty's phone number? Does anyone know his address? Did anyone know his QQ? Please!" Teemo acted cute and pouted at everyone, looking pitiful.
"I'll go get Baby Teemo!"
"Don't cry! Wait for my news ~"
"Cell phone number 10086."
"Cell phone number 110."
"Your address is the toilet.”
The screen was densely packed. Some people were serious, while others were just making fun of him.
"Alright, alright. I won't ask you anymore. You're not being serious when I ask you.”Timo shook his head and waved his hand.
Could it be a new force?
Jordan was holding his phone and staring at the computer screen. It was nine o'clock.
"Let's eat! Brothers! Let's do it!"
"God Race! Yap Liangchen gifted the streamer a rocket!"
"God Race! Heavenly Dragon gifted the streamer a rocket!"
"God Race! Great Guardian gifted the streamer a rocket!"
Teemo's adorable eyes stared at the display screen, and his small mouth opened into an O shape!
"Thank you, God Clan! Yap Liangchen's rocket! Thank you, God Clan! Long Aotian's rocket! Thank you, God Clan! The Great Guardian's Fire Arrow! Why are there so many god clans?"
Teemo was shocked! What the hell was this god race? Could it be a new force?
She saw that many people's avatars were Protoss! Someone! It would not be surprising if there was only one, but there were so many avatars, and all of them were prefixed with the god race!
"Hey, friends, which member of the Protoss team called you? The same avatar?"
In Feng Timo's opinion, this must be a modified name of an organization.
"6666, someone sent a rocket. Host, don't be sad!”
"I call myself the All-knowing Man of the Pugilistic World, but I really don't know about such a god clan? Am I out?"
"Solution! Please tell me!"
Most of the netizens were posting bullet comments, one sentence after another, wondering why it was like this!
Before he could say anything, Teemo saw a rocket suddenly fly up from his screen. It wasn't over yet. Another rocket flew up.
And the person who had gifted ten rockets was called the Protoss! Zhu!
After ten rockets, another ten rockets were sent. However, this time, the avatar was a Protoss! Raise!
Immediately after, another avatar appeared! He rewarded Teemo with ten rockets!
God Race! Mo!
The fourth one was a donation avatar!
God Race! Fortunately!
God Race! Blessing!
God Race! Hurry up!
God Race! Happy!
Teemo's head swelled up from the sudden rocket. She was a little excited.
Because she saw that the last words were a string of words-I wish Timo happiness!
"Wow! Did you see that? They were from the god race! So many rich people! You sent so many rockets!"
"Amazing! So powerful!"
"F * ck! Teemo is too awesome!"
"I think the guy who sent the rocket is even more awesome!”
"I beg the boss of the Protoss organization! Waiting online! Hurry!"
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