Instructing her daughter to practice throwing knives, the police were frightened and asked to file

[Hahaha, the host is so honest, he says whatever he wants to say, it's really likable. ]

[That’s right, my husband is so straightforward and doesn’t put on airs. ]

[Yes, our idol is so sincere and genuine. ]

【Absolutely support! 】

[It was wise for the host to adjust his practice method in time. If he continued to practice like that, the neighbors downstairs would probably come to his door. I suggest that the host just buy a villa or find a spacious place to practice.]

[Come to my scenic spot to practice, husband! The venue is very large and the bed is super comfortable. You can lie down whenever you want! ]

[I want to join in too. I'll just lie on the bed and definitely not disturb you guys, hehe.]

【Everyone, please stop doing this and don’t let your livestreaming room get blocked.】

The live broadcast room was very lively, with barrages of comments everywhere and a constant stream of super popular gifts.

Qin Tian smiled, put the pillow on the ground, and then stood barefoot.

He started practicing without any extra words or hesitation.

He jumped up, his body in the air, his feet tensed, ready to exert force.

When his feet were about to touch the pillow, he gathered all his strength into his feet, and then at the moment of touching the pillow, he suddenly pushed out with force.

However, this force was like hitting cotton, without any feedback.

Qin Tian's feet did not push off the pillow as expected, and his body failed to rise into the air again.

He stepped directly on the pillow, which immediately deformed and changed its appearance.

Alas, it still failed.

Is it the wrong way to use the force?

Or is it the same as last time, where the force is not fed back in time, or the force is exerted too early or too late?

Qin Tian still can't figure out the reason.

But there is no choice but to continue practicing.

Qin Tian didn't waste any words, he got off the pillow, returned to his original position, and continued the practice just now...

Time flies, and six hours have passed in the blink of an eye.

The setting sun hangs on the top of the western mountain, and the dim light spreads over the earth, bringing the last warmth, and then night falls.

With the failure of the last practice, Qin Tian stepped down from the pillow and returned to his original position.

He turned his head to look at the setting sun and the dusk that was within reach, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

Has it been that long?

He quickly checked the time on his phone. It was already evening and his wife was about to get home from school.

He walked to his phone and was secretly surprised to see that there were still 9000 million people watching the live broadcast online.

Oh my god, these people are so persistent, they keep watching here.

He thought the number of viewers would decrease over time, but he didn't expect the audience's enthusiasm to be so high.

It's really shocking.

"Dear audience friends, today's live broadcast ends here. Thank you all for your support! If I have nothing to do tomorrow, I will continue the live broadcast. See you at the old time and place." Qin Tian said to the camera with a smile.

The barrage surged again.

[Ah? It's over so soon? I haven't even eaten yet... Host, please consider the feelings of us viewers who treat you like an electronic pickle.]

[My husband is offline, how should I spend this long night? ]

[Will your hands be swollen tomorrow morning? 】

[Here we go again, you guys always try to take advantage of the anchor. ]

[You guys are going too far. The host just went offline. You can still watch it tomorrow. ]

[Will we really be able to watch the anchor live broadcast tomorrow? Maybe the anchor will stand us up tomorrow. ]

[Hahaha, you're right, the anchors are more and more likely to skip broadcasts. They used to live stream every day, but now they often skip broadcasts for a few days.]

[If my husband doesn’t show up tomorrow, he will go to practice Qinggong in my scenic area. ]

[Hey, hey, hey, your husband belongs to everyone, how come he belongs to you alone? ]

[Then my husband will come to my house the day after tomorrow~]

Qin Tian sighed helplessly and responded with a smile: "I will try not to delay you tomorrow, but if there is something urgent, I really can't help it. Please understand."

"Okay everyone, I really have to end the live broadcast. Today's live broadcast has already been twice as long as usual."

After saying this, Qin Tian no longer gave the audience a chance to post comments. He waved goodbye and directly closed the live broadcast room.

[Revenue from this live broadcast: 1038473 yuan. ]

Qin Tian counted the numbers with his eyes wide open, gradually revealing an expression of astonishment.

The revenue from this live broadcast was more than 10 million!
It was only one day, and I didn’t do anything special or ask for gifts, it was all given spontaneously by the audience.

He didn't even practice swordplay or perform flying needle performances. He just practiced ordinary martial arts, and he still failed.

Just like this, there is a profit of more than 10 million!

Just imagine if you were to hold a sword or demonstrate your unique skill of splitting the front of a bus during a live broadcast, wouldn’t your income be doubled?
It was then that Qin Tiancai remembered that the operations manager of the Huya platform had told him that all the proceeds from this live broadcast would be given to him.

Under normal circumstances, the revenue from this live broadcast should be only about half of what it is now.

The Huya platform just gave away more than 5 million in profits to itself.

Is this their sincerity?
……

Click.

At this time, the sound of the door lock opening can be clearly heard.

Qin Tian raised his head and looked towards the door.

I saw my wife standing at the door in her school uniform, changing her shoes and looking at me curiously.

"Husband, what are you...doing?" She looked at Qin Tian standing in the living room, with a photographic equipment in front of him and a tragically shaped pillow under his feet.

The appearance of the pillow obviously showed that it had undergone a lot of "damage".

Qin Tian glanced at his wife and noticed that her eyes were always lingering on the pillow, so he explained: "I plan to practice Qinggong, and I will use this pillow to assist in practice."

Lu Wan nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, but then seemed to have thought of something and said hurriedly: "Oh, then you have to be careful and don't get hurt."

When Qin Tian was practicing flying needles before, she found it boring and uninteresting, and she would feel sleepy after watching for a while.

Then, Qin Tian was framed, and the military and police teamed up to hunt him down, which made her worried for a long time. Then Qin Tian started practicing sword, but she didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he was just tired of flying needles and wanted to try some new ways of practice.

Later, Qin Tian started live streaming to make money, and the two often went out together to enjoy delicious food.

Until that day, Qin Tian split the bus in half with a sword, which shocked the entire Internet. Even her little sisters at school, once they knew she was Qin Tian’s wife, frantically tried to curry favor with her, hoping that she could take them home to meet Qin Tian.

Lu Wan firmly rejected them and finally got rid of these entanglements.

And now, Qin Tian is actually going to start practicing Qinggong again?

Alas, I really don’t know what will happen this time. As a wife, she can only remind him to be careful and pay attention to safety.

However, she was also very curious because Qin Tian had successfully practiced flying needles and swordsmanship before.

So if I practice Qinggong, can I succeed as well?

But these are all unknowns, impossible to predict, and there is no certainty that Qin Tian will be able to master them.

After all, she was not Qin Tian and could not fully understand him.

Perhaps when Qin Tian finally mastered it, she would only need to cheer “Great!” and that would be enough...

Thinking of this, she changed her shoes, stretched her tired body, lay down on the sofa, yawned and said, "Honey, what are we eating tonight? I don't want to cook."

Qin Tian returned to his room, changed his clothes and said casually: "Let's go, let's go out to eat."

"Did you make money from live streaming again today?" Lu Wan asked with interest.

Qin Tian nodded and said nothing.

Lu Wan yawned and continued to ask, "How much money did you make?"

She planned to decide what to eat in the evening based on Qin Tian's income today.

Qin Tian pondered for a while, and said casually, "About 10 million."

"Oh, more than a thousand..." Lu Wan's eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly stood up from the sofa as if it was a medical miracle. Her delicate face was full of astonishment and shock, and she stammered, "More, how much? One thousand, more than a thousand, more than ten million?!"

Qin Tian nodded: "Yes, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room today seems to have exceeded 100 million for a while."

"What?!" Lu Wan was stunned again. She looked at the man in front of her and felt an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

Is this man really still her husband?
And what the hell is the number of people online in his live broadcast room exceeding 3 million? The total number of viewers of the entire live broadcast industry should be less than million, right?
But that’s still a lot.

However, the number of people online during Qin Tian’s live broadcast that day exceeded 100 million?

The concept is equivalent to Qin Tian snatching away all the audiences of all the anchors and then supporting the entire live broadcast industry on his own.

This is no longer just a question of who is the top anchor; he is simply a leader in the live streaming industry!
It’s incredible…

Lu Wan stood there for a long time, unable to come back to her senses.

It was not until Qin Tian called her softly a few times that she raised her blank eyes and looked at him.

"Honey, I'm going to eat at the most expensive restaurant in Yunhai City tonight!" Lu Wan seemed to be talking to herself.

Qin Tian was slightly stunned and said with a look of disgust: "The snack street downstairs is quite good. Let's go there to eat."

"You've earned more than 10 million! Can't my husband just treat me to a good meal?" Lu Wan looked at him pitifully.

Qin Tian pondered for a moment and said, "I'll buy you another bottle of drink."

"Ah! Hubby, you are so stingy! Humph!" Lu Wan turned her head away and pouted pretending to be angry.

Qin Tian looked at his wife's appearance and shook his head helplessly and laughed: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Go change your clothes and then we'll go eat."

"No, I want to eat the most expensive one tonight!" Lu Wan said firmly.

"Okay, go change your clothes quickly." Qin Tian said as he touched her head lovingly.

……

Sakura country.

The atmosphere in the strategic meeting room was solemn.

Sitting at the chairman's seat at the conference table was a middle-aged man who was not tall but had eyes as sharp as a knife. His mustache added a bit of majesty to his serious face.

He looked around, at the top officials of Sakura Country with a cold expression.

His gaze finally rested on Matsui Ishiko, and his sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Matsui Ishiko felt this gaze and couldn't help but shudder. He knew that he had been targeted by this big shot.

Matsui Ishiko knew that what he had done had attracted the attention of the higher-ups, but he was not ready to face the possible serious consequences. For him, such consequences were unbearable.

The atmosphere in the conference room became increasingly depressing. For Matsui Ishiko, this was not just a meeting, but more like a trial for him.

"Mr. Matsui, should you explain the destruction of the secret research institute?" The Prime Minister's voice was cold and ruthless, breaking the silence.

Matsui Ishiko's body stiffened and his face turned pale in an instant.

He knew that this was the beginning of his own judgment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, as if waiting for his answer.

Matsui Ishiko took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed deeply. "I bear an unshirkable responsibility for the destruction of the secret research institute. I have made serious dereliction of duty in management and procedures."

He raised his head and looked at the people around him, with a sly glint in his eyes.

He knew that now was the time to defend himself, and if he didn't seize the opportunity, he would never be able to turn things around.

He continued: "The secret research institute was exposed mainly because the mercenaries we hired were killed by a mysterious man named Qin Tian when they sneaked into Yunhai City, Huaxia to conduct transactions. This gave the military enough time to find clues."

"Afterwards, the Chinese military quickly discovered our plan based on the clues left by the mercenaries and locked down the location of the secret research institute. They quickly launched an operation against the secret research institute."

"To our surprise, they captured the secret research institute so quickly that we had no time to react. The secret research institute was destroyed in a short period of time, and we had no time to make an effective response."

Matsui Ishiko cleverly used language to minimize her own responsibility and put most of the blame on the mercenaries.

What he meant was that if the mercenaries had not been killed, the military would not have discovered the secret research institute, and there would have been no subsequent actions and the secret research institute would not have been destroyed.

After listening to his explanation, the people present had different expressions. Some seemed to be thinking about something, some looked around, and some frowned and stared at Matsui Ishiko.

Oda Jiro, who was sitting in the chairman's seat, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "In other words, if those mercenaries had not been killed, the entire plan would not have failed?"

Matsui Ishiko lowered his head and continued, "I do have a responsibility. If I could strengthen the management of the secret research institute, if I could send more elite troops to protect it, or if I could prepare in advance, then this incident would not have happened and our plan would not have been disrupted."

He knew in his heart that even if he sent more troops and made preparations in advance, he might not be able to withstand the surprise attack of the Chinese military.

Because according to the surveillance footage of the secret research institute that he had seen, the speed at which the guards died showed that even if the reinforcements were doubled, it would only slightly extend the resistance time.

But it's too late to say that now.

Jiro Oda pondered for a moment and then asked, "Matsui, have you found out the identity of the mysterious man? He is the one who killed the mercenary." (End of this chapter)