PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 72
Zhang Fan didn't know that he had already caused an uproar in the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds circle, whether it was a job or a live broadcast.

Now this circle is divided into two forces, one believes that Zhang Fan has not cheated, and thinks that he is a player full of talent, many people want to poach him, and people in the professional circle think of Zhang Fan in this way.

But in the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds live broadcast circle, a group of people have secretly emerged and started to deliberately target Zhang Fan.They don't believe that this kind of operation can be typed out by humans,

Zhang Fan's rapid rise on the Shark platform in a short period of time has become a thorn in the side of many anchors.

Whether it is the anchor of the same platform or the big anchor of other platforms, they all feel a little threat to Zhang Fan.

PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is now a mixed bag of live broadcasts. Except for those entertaining female anchors, there is currently no male anchor who can be used as a facade.

Many people are aiming at the position of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.Nature will do everything possible to remove all obstacles on the road.

In the case of 8 people sniping, Zhang Fan still easily eats chicken.

He took a deep breath and looked at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room. At this time, there were already many discordant voices.

"Hanging will kill the horse!"

"Hang up the anchor! Hurry up and cool off!"

"Everyone, come and blast him!"

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, it seemed that the wave was not smooth, and the wave was rising again.

I was sniped at the beginning of the broadcast tonight, and now someone hired a sailor to lead the rhythm in my live broadcast room.

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: Where did the navy come from?Don't worry about the anchor, just play the game well.

Zeng Jiang: Brother Fan, don’t worry, we all believe that you are not hanging.

Paratrooper No. 1: First it was a sniper and then a navy. The anchor seemed to have offended someone, and there were many rhythmic posts on the Internet.

Ah Wei will not die: Normal people are popular, which means that Brother Fan is already a big anchor.

Zhang Fan looked at the heart-warming barrage of old audiences. He didn't take this matter to heart at first, but he should express his attitude.

"Thank you for your support, viewers and friends. I, Zhang Fan, cannot achieve today's results without your long-term company."

Zhang Fan's voice was low and gentle, quietly heard in the live broadcast room.

"Everyone has also seen that there has been a lot of rhythm on the Internet recently, and I plan to take some action."

"I hope that some people who want to mess with me don't hide in the dark and do some shameful things. It's really boring and it doesn't work for me."

The corner of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched into a sneer, he knew that those people were also watching his live broadcast at the moment.

"I'm serious, if you raise any doubts in person, if you have the ability to come forward, you will beat me to death with evidence."

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: Brother Fan, come on, I will always support Brother Fan.

Zeng Jiang: No, I want to buy a navy too!Go back to Brother Fan!
Ah Wei will not die: Brother Fan is really a man!Come out and be tough if you have the ability!Who is disgusting to buy a navy?
Paratrooper No. [-]: Brother Fan, go, go!
At this time, Shark Company, a 20-person operation team, frantically screened out abnormal accounts, set up blocking words in Zhang Fan's live broadcast room, and banned thousands of low-level navy trumpets at the same time.

Liu Hanqing has long established an operation team for Zhang Fan's live broadcast room, with dedicated personnel in charge of operations.

In Zhang Fan's live broadcast room, all those thousands of navy barrages disappeared.

At this moment, in an apartment building in Donghai, the old snake from Shark Platform was sitting in front of the computer, staring closely at Zhang Fan's live broadcast room.

He has been broadcasting on the Shark platform for more than a year, and he feels that if he works harder for a while, he will be able to secure his position as the first brother of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

But Lao Snake recently discovered that his popularity in the live broadcast room has been declining rapidly.

He began to look for the reason, and soon discovered the existence of Zhang Fan.

"What the hell is going on? Why are the sailors I hired gone?"

Old Snake is very suspicious, feeling that Zhang Fan must have something to do with the Sharks' top management.

In other words, the Sharks' top management decided to train Zhang Fan.

This also confirmed a conjecture in his mind that Shark Platform was going to kill the donkey.

The old snake made a call, and the other party connected quickly.

"Hey, what did you guys do? Tell me it's a professional team, why have all your sailors disappeared?"

The old snake questioned the phone with a serious tone.

"How would I know? Damn you, did you trick us? All the trumpets in our hands have been blocked. Do you know how much money that is?"

The person on the phone was obviously also very angry. Normally, Killing Fish would not care about their trumpet accounts, but today it seemed as if they were possessed by a demon, and all those accounts were blocked.

"What? No way?"

When the old snake heard that the other party was more angry than himself, he was stunned for a moment.

Normally on the shark platform, there is usually nothing to do with these rhythmic water troops.

After all, it is very labor-intensive to check these accounts one by one. At most, some blocking words can be set to prevent these accounts from continuing to abuse.

But Old Snake never expected that Shark Company would be so willing to spend so much to ban all those accounts.

"Stop talking, it's my bad luck to cooperate with you, goodbye!"

The other party hung up the phone angrily.

"This Zhang Fan does have some tricks."

The old snake's face gradually turned cold, and he squinted slightly to look at Zhang Fan in the live broadcast room, as if a poisonous snake was staring at its prey.

At this time, Zhang Fan was in the live broadcast room, and said something positive.

Without hesitation, the old snake posted a Weibo.

【Old Snake】

[I'm not targeting anyone, I just feel that the atmosphere in Taiwan is getting worse and worse.Some new anchors choose to hang live broadcasts in order to attract people's attention. I feel disgusted by this kind of behavior. It completely ruins the atmosphere of the entire platform. I hope some people will take care of themselves. 】

In the microblog sent by Lao Snake, there is no information about Zhang Fan in the article.

But in the attached picture, he attached two killing highlights of Zhang Fan.

The old snake took the lead in firing directly at Zhang Fan, and the corner of his mouth curled up indifferently.

"Someone still needs to fan the flames. It's time to start taking sides."

Many of these big anchors know each other, but Zhang Fan is just a new anchor, and no one will support him.

The old snake took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Brother No. [-] outdoor on the national platform.

"Hello? What's the Emperor Lion doing?"

The old snake asked with a laugh.

"What else can I do? Live broadcast, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

Emperor Lion is the anchor of the All People platform. He is doing outdoor live broadcasts. He is arrogant and domineering. With his unique live broadcast style, he has taken the position of the first outdoor brother on the small platform of All People.

He is not from the e-sports circle, but he likes to intervene in the affairs of the e-sports circle with the face of a righteous tester.

At that time, it was the rhythm of a certain League of Legends anchor that made him rise from being lukewarm to becoming an outdoor live broadcaster.So he loves to meddle in some gossip that others are too lazy to spread.

"Of course it's a good thing to call you."

The old snake gave it away with a slight smile.

"What's wrong? Did someone offend you?"

(End of this chapter)