Local Tyrant Cultivation System

Chapter 244 The anchor is crying
"Little boy, give my younger brother some biscuits first, and my sister will take you to a big meal later, okay?" Cai Caiying said.

A little bit of water actually appeared on the cheeks of this person who loves to cry only to win.

"Sister, why are you crying? It's because you're being naughty and you've made me angry. Sister, I'm not hungry anymore, and you are not hungry at all!" The little boy next to him blamed himself as if he had done something bad.

"Youyou didn't do anything bad, it's because my sister got a little sand in her eyes!" Said Cai Caiying.

Oh My God.

The anchor cried.

One of the millions of fans in the live broadcast room suddenly said.

This will be full of poop on the screen, and it's great to be able to observe such a small fan.

Moreover, they also heard the conversation between the anchor and the little boy just now.

"Let's talk. Is the anchor very pitiful? Should we..."

"Cut, how pitiful? We are poor and have no one to feel sorry for. Isn't she satisfied that such a local tyrant rewards her? How hypocritical!"

"That's right, how many people want Big Brother Feihong to give a reward, but Big Brother Feihong doesn't go. He can't take it after just scolding the anchor a few times. What kind of quality is this?"

"Hmph, don't talk about quality to me, just the psychological quality of an anchor, and you still come to be an anchor to make money? Hmph, it means that Brother Feihong appreciates her, otherwise who will come?"

"Talk about that local tycoon Li Tao? Where is he now? After tipping 10 yuan, he's gone. Love him!" Countless Feihong fans are now promoting it in the live broadcast room.

No, this sentence was just finished.

The local tyrant Feihong immediately burst out laughing.

That's what he wanted.

Money is just a bunch of numbers to him.

Of course he has heard of the stories of local tyrant Li Tao fighting countless local tyrants in the Huafeng live broadcast room before.

He doesn't have a big habit, he just likes challenges.

Money is nothing to me.

"An idiot!" The local tyrant Feihong said with a smile.

Then in the live broadcast room, it was reported that the local tyrant Feihong rewarded the anchor with a golden bean, and the system distributed red envelopes.

"Sh~!" Just now, there were some fans who felt pity for crying to win, and when they saw the red envelope, both eyes glowed green.

This is simply going to arouse the hatred of countless anchors.

This time, the live broadcast room, which only wins if you cry, has become popular on the Huafeng live broadcast platform.

Countless fellow anchors have quietly lurked into the live broadcast room where only those who cry will win.

They were drooling looking at the rewards offered by the local tyrant Feihong.

"The local tyrant Feihong is also an anchor, if you want to come and scold me in my live broadcast room, I naturally like others to scold me."

"Tch, I never thought that there are people in this world who like to be scolded!" An envious anchor taunted beside him.

Of course it doesn't matter what they say.Those who love to cry will win are all like not caring about their own affairs.

She didn't have time to pay attention to them at all.

After all, not every anchor likes being scolded by others.

"Where are you, local tyrant Li Tao? Only those who love to cry will win. The anchor needs you!"

The entire live broadcast room was full of sarcasm, but a voice supporting the anchor instantly caused discord.

"Nimma, you bird fork, the local tyrant Li Tao is in the past tense, he is a ball, now is the era of the local tyrant Feihong!"

"That's right, I guess the local tyrant Li Tao would have been a coward long ago, otherwise, how could he not come out?"

"Ah, haha. I think so!" After the local tyrant Feihong finished speaking, he burst into tears at the crybaby in the live broadcast room.

This time, he directly scolded all eighteen generations of ancestors who love to cry to win.

Although the words are very aggressive, for countless fans, listening to the local tyrant Feihong swearing is simply a kind of enjoyment.

Because every curse is followed by a reward.

Not long after, the local tyrant Feihong had tipped tens of millions in the live broadcast room.

Nima.

These countless little anchors are simply envious and jealous.

Not only the anchor, but the more than 200 million fans in the live broadcast room seemed to have met a benefactor.

Red envelopes, red envelopes, red envelopes everywhere.

"Hey, it's a good thing I went live today, and I already have lunch money for a while."

"Uh, hehe, the requirements for one lunch are so low, I'm going to have a big meal this afternoon."

"Ah. There are so many, local tyrant Feihong, do you think this anchor is rubbish? I think it's too trashy and I want to give him a poop!" After the fans finished speaking, they also specifically called Tutyulant Feihong.

Of course, there is no doubt that the next step is to get a reward from the local tyrant Feihong.

The local tyrant Feihong sat on the sofa, leisurely lit a few cigars, put one in his mouth and put the others on the ashtray on the coffee table, letting them burn naturally.

This will fill the whole house with the smell of cigars.

As a top local tyrant, he enjoys such a life very much.

Who told himself to be rich?
Wasn't Li Tao awesome before?

Reward the anchor several hundred million.

Ha ha.

The local tyrant Feihong couldn't help laughing.

This little money is simply hot chicken for me.

When the local tyrant Feihong just gave the reward, he looked at his bank card, and there were more than 70 billion Huaxia coins in it.

It's no problem to reward a small anchor with [-] to [-] million yuan.

As long as you are comfortable with scolding, money is not a problem.

This is not.

With only one cigar, the fans in the live broadcast room started to scold and cry to win.

This time, the entire screen is full of poop.

Oh My God.

Occasionally, one or two of Li Tao's fans will stand up and defend the crybaby to win, but in an instant, they are submerged in the ocean of poop.

"Sicha, where's your local tyrant Li Tao? You two are both idiots, and hey, if he could really mess with me, he would have come out a long time ago."

"That's right, the local tyrant Feihong is right."

"Uh, I also think, brothers, I'm going to kill my relatives righteously. Although the local tyrant Li Tao was very powerful before, he is trash in front of the local tyrant Feihong. Brother Feihong, please send me a private package."

"Holding the grass, is there such an operation? Brother Feihong, he wants it too. I also persuaded Li Tao just now."

"Uh, well, in fact, you are the real garbage in my heart, garbage!" The local tyrant Feihong finished cursing at those few people.

I went directly to the live broadcast room and sent a few private packets.

"Wow, Big Brother Feihong has such a big red envelope, hurry up and scold me, I am very cheap, and the cheapest person is invincible, those words are talking about me!"

"Get out, Brother Feihong is scolding me, I'm the bitch!"

For a while, countless fans in the live broadcast room began to scold themselves.

It made the local tyrant Feihong laugh wildly on the sofa.

Money comes first in this world.

Just have money.

Ha ha.

What else can he not do?
Only when you look at the crying will you win.

At this moment, her eyes were fixed on the screen.

She can't wait to silence all this rubbish immediately.

But I don't know what happened.

(End of this chapter)