The Supreme God of Riches
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Qin Dazhuz

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Not long after the broadcast, he received nearly a hundred rockets as tips. Moreover, the battle was not over yet. The rockets could rise again in batches at any time.

At this moment, Xiaoke was in front of the camera, staring blankly at the bullet screen, not knowing what to say.

Luo Chen saw that Shan Ao was not a slacker. Moreover, he had already killed so many people. It was time for a big wave.

Your Brother Luo gifted Xiaoke 50 rockets!

Whoosh!

Originally, sending twenty rockets in one go was already shocking enough. Now that it had become fifty rockets in one go, the live broadcast room exploded again.

"F * ck, this brother has a bad temper. He shot 50 rounds.”

"Brother Luo, do you still remember me? I saw you strengthen it yesterday."

"Brother Luo, as long as you say the word in the future, I'll be your most loyal lackey.”

"Brother Luo, I'm your knife. I'll cut whoever you want me to.”

"The emperor was furious and killed millions of people. I think it was Brother Luo who was furious and smashed millions.”

"I don't know if Shan Ao will still follow, but this is a bit too big.”

"I don't think Shan Ao will be scared. After all, he's a Level 40 God.”

"I think so too. This Shan Ao youngster is quite famous in the entertainment district.”

Shan Ao, who was sitting in front of the computer, saw Luo Chen suddenly increase the number of rockets to 50. His expression instantly changed.

Even he would have to think about it.

Fifty rockets were worth more than 20,000 yuan. Real gold and silver could not be faked.

Adding on what he had earned previously, he had unknowingly earned nearly 50,000 yuan.

Suddenly, Shan Ao seemed to have thought of something.

Why did Luo Chen suddenly give him 50? He must have reached his limit. He wanted to take a gamble, but he didn't dare to follow.

Yes, that must be the case. This would explain why the other party suddenly increased the number of rockets to 50.

Thinking of this, Shan Ao smiled and thought,""Playing with my brain? You're still a little inexperienced."

Hence, he followed suit and sent out 50 rockets.

Shanao Youngster gifted Xiaoke 50 rockets!

Seeing Shan Ao follow, the live broadcast room exploded again.

"Brother Shan Ao is mighty, you can crush this Brother Luo.”

"Brother Shan Ao, I knew you wouldn't let us down.”

"Only 50 rockets. Our Brother Shan Ao earns more than that in a day.”

"Brother Luo, it's your turn.”

"Brother Luo, you can't lose. Fifty more.”

"This is too f * cking exciting. It's like a blockbuster.”

"Big or small, I bet 100 fishballs that Brother Luo will win.”

"I bet 200 fishballs on Brother Ao winning.”

"Brother Shan Ao, I support you. Boss, help me bet 100 fishballs on Brother Luo winning.”

"Get out of the way. I'll use all my fishballs to buy Brother Luo.”

"Hello, sir. 79 Fish Ball can't play poker.”

"I know you've already reached your limit. Stop embarrassing yourself and get out of the live broadcast room.”

Just as the audience was in a heated discussion, a golden bullet screen flashed across the middle of the screen. It was especially dazzling.

The bullet screen was sent by Shan Ao. In his heart, Luo Chen had reached his limit.

Just as he was feeling smug and waiting for Luo Chen to leave the livestream, another eye-catching system notification appeared.

Your Brother Luo gifted Xiaoke 100 rockets!

This system notification was particularly eye-catching in Shan Ao's eyes.

Just a second ago, he was sure that Luo Chen had reached his limit. He didn't expect Luo Chen to farm 100 rockets.

A hundred rockets was a total of 50,000 yuan.

Seeing this, Shan Ao regretted making this bet with Luo Chen.

After struggling for a long time, Shan Ao really wanted to continue fighting with Luo Chen.

However, he was almost at his limit. In one day, he had already spent 50 to 60 thousand yuan. Although his family had some money, he could not afford to spend it like this.

If the old man at home found out that he had spent so much money in a day, he would definitely be punished.

Thinking of the old man at home, Shan Ao suddenly had goosebumps.

Finally, Shan Ao decided to leave the live broadcast room.

However, before he left the live broadcast room, he sent a bullet comment.

"I have something to do today, so I'll get off first. Your Brother Luo, right? I'll remember your ID."

Then, a system notification appeared in the live broadcast room.

Shan Ao left the live broadcast room!

At this point, the audience knew that Luo Chen had won this battle. He had won beautifully. He had crushed his opponent with his domineering attacks.

Not everyone had the courage to fire a hundred rockets in one go.

"Tycoons have once again refreshed my understanding of tycoons. 100 rockets, I'm convinced!”

"I, Zhao Ritian, am convinced. 100 rockets is my annual salary.”

"I, Wang Zhumo, am also convinced. I give you 101 points for this pretentious act. I'm not afraid that you'll be proud if you add one more point.”

"I only have one question now. Brother Luo, do you still need a son?”

"Where's the person who bet on Fish Ball? You're here to return my fishballs."

"This is the first time I've seen a live broadcast room with 300 rockets in a period of time. It subverts my understanding.”

"This has already broken Doudou's record. I remember that seventh brother's stream only had 200 rockets.”

"Bow down to the big shots. I'm only here to snatch Fish Ball.”

"Over three hundred treasure chests, my hand is really going to cramp up.”

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