I am the funeral anchor, a small group who is concerned about crying

Chapter 56 Did you ask me to donate the money I earned from food defense?

But the audience in the live broadcast room was a little speechless.

"Don't believe it, everyone! It's all Xie Te at first glance!"

"Feed people eat shit, you are absolutely dead!"

"The host is really heartless, if you don't know how to cook, you don't have to."

"Good guy, this is comparable to the fat intestines and feces soup in the Monkey Kingdom!"

Of course Xiaopang knew that his large intestines had not been cleaned up.

But the stubbornness in his heart did not allow him to bow his head.

I want to sell goods to make money, if I admit it.

Is there nothing left?
But in the face of this situation, he did not panic.

Because the company has already arranged for the less sailors to help him rush to the comment area.

"Isn't it? Isn't it? Now there are still people who don't know that eating large intestine needs to retain a little original flavor to be delicious?"

"These country folks, haven't you ever eaten mutton with a smell? There is no smell, so what else is there to eat?"

"These people just don't know how to taste. Besides, didn't you see that the blood has been processed to a certain extent? A lot of ingredients have been added, which is called a unique flavor!"

The navy is infested, and the audience will not be able to fix it directly.

It's good, right?

Gulu Gulu drinking dung juice? ? ?
But there are too many navy troops.

Wherever you go, nothing grows!

The audience was so angry that their hair stood on end.

It also brought netizens in the live broadcast room.

Chen Yu silently watched Xiaopang process the ingredients to make the nine-turn large intestine.

After seeing this scene, I laughed straight away.

"It's the first time I've heard such a high-sounding talk about feeding people to eat shit."

"Don't say whether your ability to carry goods is strong or not, just say that your ability to talk nonsense is really hot."

He seems to have a beauty that the brainstem is missing.

After complaining.

Chen Yu's backhand is a concern!
The reason why he entered this live broadcast room.

It was because he had already received the prompt from the system.

[Feeding people to eat feces is really crouching, the company's old phlegm is stuffed with phoenix chicks, the anchor sells a lot of stuffed large intestines, and at the same time, he also brought a lot of old phlegm sauerkraut before, endangering the health of the public! 】

[The next accident will happen tomorrow night. In order to prove to everyone that there is no problem with my large intestine, I ate my own large intestine on the spot. 】

[Because of swallowing a large amount of unclean large intestine, causing discomfort, I went to the hospital for treatment, and was scared to death in the alley when I was discharged from the hospital at night!The probability of death is 50%! 】

Was scared to death in the alley when you were discharged from the hospital?

Why is this little fat so timid?

The audience in the live broadcast room paid attention to Chen Yu on the spot.

All of them jumped up like the monkey grandson of Huaguo Mountain.

"Followed and followed!!!"

"Wucao, I never would have thought that Brother Yu would pay attention to this little chubby!"

"Will you do it?"

"Openly want to feed people the old eight set meal, this is the retribution Ollie gave!"

And Xiaopang was in the live broadcast room, after finishing the large intestine.

Suddenly found that the barrage in the live broadcast room became unusual.

"Tao, tell your sailors to calm down! Selling this kind of thing is a scam!"

"Brother Funeral can't be wrong when he sees people. If you sell fake products mixed with some flour or something, it won't hurt people. Who do you want to mess with when you are so dirty?"

"The last time I ate the sauerkraut sold by your family, my throat felt uncomfortable. When I went to the hospital for an examination, the doctor said that there was beriberi in my throat. Damn!"

"Get ready for the next thing! The electronic wooden fish is knocked, and the suona is blown, everyone!"

Chubby Yu Tao was immediately dumbfounded.

In my live broadcast room, only the navy usually speaks, why are there so many real people appearing now?
Wait, Brother Funeral?

Fuck, is it Chen Yu, the funeral brother who can tell the difference between life and death, and who cares about sending you to heaven?

Although Xiaopang is only 20 years old this year, besides bringing goods to the live broadcast room, his favorite thing is to watch short videos.

Of course he had watched the videos of Chen Yu's explosion.

He didn't believe it at first, after all, who wouldn't know how to hype?
He is very familiar with the sailors arranged by his company.

Although I can't remember the recipe or anything, I remember the ID.

But at the moment, he saw that Chen Yu was paying attention to him.

The fat on his body still couldn't help shaking.

With excited hands and nervous heart, he opened his own message.

Found a message inside.

【Ding!Chen's Funeral Service Co., Ltd. has followed you! 】

!!!

What the hell!

This attention prompt.

It can now be called a "death statement" on the Internet!
"Fatty? What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Xiaopang's expression was a bit strange.

The staff on the side also reminded me.

Of course he didn't believe it.

But these things are too wicked!

"I'm going to the bathroom first..."

The staff were also a little confused.

But before he called Xiaopang to stop, Xiaopang left the studio.

The staff quickly explained in the live broadcast room.

And Xiaopang quickly took out his mobile phone to contact Chen Yu, wanting to ask why the other party paid attention to him.

After all, he made 209 million live broadcast.

He hasn't spent the money yet.

If it's really like this, it's a big loss!

However, he sent several private messages in a row, but they all fell into the sea without any response.

But he knows his own brain.

Still don't trust too much.

He quickly ran to one of his small groups and asked.

Here are a group of anchors who work with the company just like me.

It's commonplace to sell fakes or something.

Usually there will be some small pictures to relieve boredom or something.

But he knows that there are all capable people here.

After all, among the three cobblers, Zhuge Liang is the best.

"Brothers, Brother Funeral paid attention to me just now! Help me find a way to escape this disaster!"

"I think back then, I let the judges eat the defense with three sentences, and it was hard to achieve what I am today."

"I regret it to death! I am willing to cook for everyone for free for the rest of my life!"

……

After he sent the message.

There was silence in the group chat.

Cook for yourself?
Do you think you ate too much?
"All right, all right, I won't do it for you, I'll thank Mr. Fei for you when the time comes, right?"

Fortunately, these people are rich and talkative masters.

Faced with Xiaopang's cry for help, they all became enthusiastic.

"I know this funeral brother, people's attention is really something, you can ask for more blessings."

"I feel that you have done too many immoral things. You feed people that every day... Hey, tell me yourself, don't you deserve to die?"

"Someone has analyzed it before, and the people that Brother Funeral pays attention to are all guilty people, so why don't you try to make up for it?"

"Yes, yes, directly apologize publicly, and then donate all the money you earn."

"That's right, donate all the money, it's important to save your life!"

"Be obedient, besides donating money, there are many things you'd better not do: watching teaching videos of various teachers late at night, stealing tributes, fencing..."

Read through these suggestions.

Fatty's head hurts.

Depend on!
This was not part of the plan at all!

209 million!How easy it is!
Do you think it's enough to get beaten up?

This is the money I got in exchange for food defense, you asked me to donate it?
What's the difference between killing yourself and taking your own life?
(End of this chapter)