Ye Chen was indeed a little depressed, but it was only for a moment. Soon, his expression became happy.
"Brothers, don't be anxious. I'll let everyone see Fang Zhouzi appear immediately. Don't be anxious, wait a moment, wait a moment.”
Since he wanted the other party to take ten million in cash, how could he not have prepared it? How could he get 10 million in cash for the other party to eat? Could it be that he threw it at the computer screen? Or was he paying for it himself?
In another city, Fang Zhouzi, who had just exited the live broadcast room, smiled disdainfully, full of ridicule.
"Idiot, you want me to show weakness? Don't even think about it. I'll see how you die when I find out all your information.”
He sat in the boss 'chair with his legs resting on the table, relaxed.
Spitting on the Internet was one of his jobs and also one of his interests. He had gained a lot of popularity by relying on the so-called fraud, but he had also made many people hate him. There were two sides to everything.
Some people who supported him had indeed given him a lot of benefits. Under the temptation of benefits, he had been on this path and never stopped.
Entering Ye Chen's live broadcast room could be said to be a very coincidental opportunity. Because he saw the so-called strongest second-generation rich kid, he felt unbalanced and had a little temper. After watching the live broadcast for a long time, his answers were slower than others. This made him feel a little hatred. He followed Ye Chen's Weibo and found out that this was actually a celebrity.
No matter how you looked at it, a rich second-generation celebrity was a good topic. Therefore, there was no need to explain.
"Let's see if you can still live happily when I expose your address one day.”
He had done this kind of thing many times. He had once exposed his opponent's home address, putting his opponent in danger. Moreover, he could not do anything to him.
Just as he was fantasizing endlessly, a series of hurried knocks on the door suddenly rang out, giving him a fright.
"Who is it?"
The knocking stopped instantly. Fang Zhouzi snorted and slowly walked over. At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "Correct, they are here to rush us.”
Bang! Bang!
The stainless steel door was suddenly kicked open and slammed into the wall. A few strong men in black suits walked in. At first glance, they locked onto the already lifeless Fang Zhouzi.
The strong man walked in front of Fang Zhouzi and threw a slap, causing her to fall to the ground.
"You, who are you?"
Fang Zhouzi was panic-stricken as she covered her cheek that had been slapped. That area was already red and swollen.
"What? You're shouting at our young master, and now you don't know who we are? Immediately open our Young Master's live broadcast room and eat this thing! Otherwise…"
The burly man sneered and took out a machete. It was a little scary. The other muscular men took out a safe from behind them and opened it. Inside was a stack of new banknotes.
Fang Zhouzi understood. Was it that rich second generation person? Oh my god, how did he know his home address?
Ten million? That's 10 million?
Looking at the safe in the brawny man's hand, Fang Zhouzi's eyes lit up, and she suddenly forgot what the other party was here for.
Ten million in cash. This was a wealth he had never seen before. Now that it was in front of him, he was excited no matter how he looked at it.
Seeing this, the leader squatted down and slapped the other party's face with his machete." What? Envious? It's okay. These will be yours soon. However, I'm asking you to eat them.”
Frightened by the machete, Fang Zhouzi completely regained her senses. She remembered the purpose of these people and suddenly panicked.
"Don't do anything, don't do anything, or I'll call the police.”
"Call the police?" The burly man smiled coldly and said disdainfully. Don't you know that the police are very busy today? Tell me, who will care about you? Cut the crap. Open the livestream and eat it immediately. Otherwise, it won't be this cold weapon later.”
As he spoke, he tore open his coat. Inside were two silver-white pistols.
The moment she saw the pistol, Fang Zhouzi swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Guns, these guys actually had guns. Heavens, could it be that the rich second generation was from the underworld?
There were only two choices, either to carry out the bet or to die now.
He did not have to choose much. He immediately got up and opened the livestream room. Ye Chen pulled him to the microphone again.
The few burly men placed the cash beside him and watched from the side.
Fang Zhouzi looked at the camera. An idea suddenly popped up, but this idea was suddenly killed in the cradle.
"Don't play tricks. This gun has a silencer. It can blow up the camera at any time without being discovered.”
After another threat, Fang Zhouzi was so scared that her body trembled, not daring to have any more thoughts.
When Ye Chen discovered the other party's arrival, he basically already knew that the Ye family's subordinates must have found that guy. Perhaps he had already been taught a lesson.
"Yo, isn't this Comrade Fang Zhouzi? Brothers, quiet down and listen to our comrade Fang Zhouzi's thoughts.”
Fang Zhouzi gnashed her teeth in hatred, but now that the strong man was staring at him, he didn't dare to act rashly.
Helplessly, Fang Zhouzi could only say,""Young Master Ye is indeed amazing. Now, I'll carry out the bet.”
"Just like that? Alright, then show us your unique skill of devouring the present.”
Soon after, he quickly connected to the other party via video call, and Fang Zhouzi appeared in front of everyone.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Look at this face, this face, damn it, he looks even more wretched than me.”
"Oh my god, did he lose control and smash his own face? Oh my god, he was indeed crazy enough to hit himself.”
"Wait, wait, that's not the point. What is that? In cash?"
The fans cheered up. Some people noticed the cash and immediately exploded.
Fang Zhouzi's face turned black." This was sent by Young Master Ye. Cough cough, I'll start showing it now."”
After she finished speaking, she picked up a stack of banknotes and pulled out a few. Looking at the banknotes in her hand, Fang Zhouzi hesitated.
"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up. Can't you see that everyone is waiting? Comrade Fang Zhouzi, let's eat like this first. Later, how about stir-fried banknotes, steamed banknotes, charcoal roasted banknotes, and salt baked banknotes?”
" 666, streamer Ye knows how to play."
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