Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

"Young Master Ye, what are you talking about?"

After seeing Ye Xiaolong's barrage, Wang Peipei was dumbfounded again.

Now there is only a thousand dollars away from winning this game, but Ye Xiaolong actually surrendered directly.

"Young Master Ye, don't make fun of me, hurry up and get some rockets!"

Wang Peipei stared at her big watery eyes and shouted with an extremely excited expression.

"Jiangcheng Young Master Ye withdrew from the live broadcast room!"

Ye Xiaolong ignored Wang Peipei at all and directly exited the studio.

"10!"

"9!"

"8!"

At this moment, a countdown of the last ten seconds appeared on the PK interface.

"Big brothers, I beg you to give me some more gifts. Now I am only a thousand dollars away from winning. I beg you!"

Wang Peipei begged with a very excited expression.

"Today I want to see who has the guts!"

But Zhang Feng's barrage directly shattered all the fantasies in Wang Peipei's heart!

Seeing this barrage, the entire live broadcast room became quiet.

All the local tyrants didn't dare to speak anymore. After all, Yilan Tingfeng was an existence that even Young Master Ye in Jiangcheng was afraid of. They didn't have the guts to provoke them, so they quit the live broadcast room one after another!

At this time, there were only a few loyal fans in the live broadcast room, and they kept giving Wang Peipei small gifts.

But these loyal fans are nothing more than ordinary people, and it is already great to be able to give a reward of one or two hundred yuan. In addition, these people have already spent all their money before, so now they can't make up a thousand yuan at all. Money comes.

If Wang Peipei was given a little more time, she would definitely be able to overtake Yi Yun, after all, the difference between them is less than a thousand dollars.

But half an hour of PK time is over soon.

Even if Wang Peipei went to recharge the money for gifts by himself, it was too late.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

The countdown is officially over.

"ah!"

Wang Peipei roared angrily, as if she was going crazy, she shot the camera in front of her flying.

Immediately following Wang Peipei's live broadcast room also went dark, probably because she smashed the computer, after all, as long as a normal person encounters such a thing, he will not be able to control his emotions.

Who would have thought that Wang Peipei, who was still invincible just now, would lose to Yi Yun in the end by a thousand dollars.

This thousand yuan is nothing to an anchor like Wang Peipei, after all, she could earn 300,000 yuan a month just by tipping.

If someone rewarded a gift of 1,000 yuan, Wang Peipei might not even say a word of thanks, but she never thought that she would lose more than the 1,000 yuan in the end.

On the other hand, Zhang Feng deliberately let Yi Yun overtake by a thousand dollars.

He just wanted to tell everyone on the live broadcast platform that sometimes you can't solve all the problems with money.

Just like today's game, those local tyrants who originally supported Wang Peipei, can they really not come up with the thousand dollars?

Surely they can get it out!

But why didn't they dare to take it out?

Because they knew in their hearts that Yilan Tingfeng was not something they could afford to provoke!

Although money can solve many things, sometimes, your status and influence are better than your money.

This is a truth that Zhang Feng realized after inheriting an inheritance of ten trillion yuan.

Sometimes, the power in hand is more useful than money!

Yi Yun looked at her computer screen in bewilderment, with a very excited expression on her face.

She never dreamed that things turned out to be exactly as Zhang Feng said, and she won the competition in the end.

Originally, she was ready to give up, but in the end Yilan Tingfeng's appearance brought her hope of rebirth!

"call!"

Yi Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then ran directly towards the bathroom of her home.

But as soon as Yi Yun opened the door, she saw Zhang Feng standing outside the door, looking furtive.

But Yi Yun didn't think too much, grabbed Zhang Feng's arm, and said excitedly: "Zhang Feng, do you know? I actually won the match just now, and it was Yilan Tingfeng who helped me win. This is really unbelievable." , I feel like I am dreaming now, I was about to give up just now..."

At this moment, Yi Yun only had one thought in her mind, and that was to quickly share the joy in her heart with Zhang Feng.

But Zhang Feng glanced at Yi Yun expressionlessly, and then said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago, you will win!"

"Yeah, your guess is really accurate. I was already desperate just now. I didn't expect Yilan Tingfeng to come to my live broadcast room..."

Yi Yun looked at Zhang Feng and nodded excitedly, and then continued: "But today's incident seems really strange, I don't know Yilan Tingfeng at all, and he has never been to my live broadcast room , but I never thought that he would suddenly stand up and help me at such a critical moment..."

"Maybe he just saw your live broadcast by chance and thought you were pretty good-looking, so he gave you some gifts!"

Zhang Feng said to Yi Yun with a smile.

"What does it mean to be pretty? Sister, I have always looked like a fairy, okay?" Yi Yun stared at her big watery eyes, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

After hearing Yi Yun's words, Zhang Feng smiled helplessly, not knowing how to answer her question.

"But I think what you said is quite reasonable. That Yilan Tingfeng must have seen my sister and I look like a fairy, so he gave me gifts. Although he didn't give many gifts, he The last sentence directly shut up all the local tyrants in Wang Peipei's live broadcast room, this Yilan Tingfeng is so handsome, sister, I seem to have fallen in love with him..."

After seeing that Zhang Feng was silent, Yi Yun continued to say something with a nympho, then gently pinched Zhang Feng with her small hand, and asked softly: "Zhang Feng, do you think this leaning on the railing listens to Feng because he wants to talk to Feng?" You want to take care of me, sister, so you give me gifts?"

"I don't think it should be..."

Zhang Feng shook his head helplessly.

"No way, if he doesn't want to take care of me, why does he give me so many gifts?"

Yi Yun retorted directly, then looked at Zhang Feng and continued: "But don't worry, sister, even if I am really taken care of by Yilan Tingfeng, I will not forget you. When the time comes, my sister will take care of you..."

"What nonsense are you talking about here? When did I say that I would be adopted by you?"

After saying this, Zhang Feng turned around and walked towards the second bedroom.

"Xiao Zhangfeng, what's your attitude now? I'm about to be taken care of by local tyrants, and then you won't even have a chance to curry favor with me, let me tell you!"

Seeing that Zhang Feng was about to leave, Yi Yun hurriedly pulled his arm and shouted.

After Zhang Feng heard this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Yi Yun.

Now he really wanted to tell Yi Yun that the local tyrant she was talking about was none other than Zhang Feng himself.

It's just that the matter of Chen Wenwen has taught Zhang Feng a big lesson, so Zhang Feng doesn't dare to reveal his identity casually now.

"It's getting late, go to bed early!"

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment, then said softly to Yi Yun.

"Okay, I'm not joking with you! I also want to thank you for what happened today. If it weren't for you persuading me to play the game, I wouldn't have won in the end!"

Yi Yun suddenly said to Zhang Feng in a serious manner.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this, then turned and walked into the room.

After entering the room, Zhang Feng stretched, and then lay directly on the bed.

After all, after such a day of tossing around, Zhang Feng was indeed a little tired.

"Buzz!"

Just as Zhang Feng was lying on the bed and getting ready to sleep, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Zhang Feng froze for a moment, then picked up the phone and took a look.

But when Zhang Feng saw the message on the phone, a strange look flashed across his face.

Because the person who sent the message to Zhang Feng at this time was none other than Yi Yun from the next room.

It's just that she didn't send this message to Zhang Feng, but a private message to Yilan Tingfeng on Dousha's live broadcast.