Hell Live Room: Block my account? I'll beat your dad

Witnessed by hundreds of thousands of netizens, Zhang Qingyuan put on the uniform of the evil-suppression department. It is said that clothes make the man.

Looking at himself in the live broadcast room, Zhang Qingyuan felt that he was much more handsome than before.

"Hahaha… Dear brothers, I, the anchor, have made a difference today. I am now an official in the underworld. If any of you brothers die in the future, just report my name in the underworld. It will be of some use."Zhang Qingyuan said to the live studio with great pride.

【Damn, I just can't stand seeing villains succeed】

【What is the evil suppressor? Please give me some information】

【When will you broadcast Yu Xuanji live again? I feel like I'm in love again.】

……

"Okay, everyone, today's live broadcast ends here. I would also like to thank the boss who gave me the gifts. I wish you all great fortune."

As he said this, Zhang Qingyuan was about to close the live broadcast room. Today's live broadcast was just a spur of the moment, and he didn't have any preparation, so it would be bad to delay it any longer.

Wang Zhengyang: [Host, wait a moment, I need your help.]

Two planes appeared on the screen, and Zhang Qingyuan's hand, which was about to close the live broadcast room, suddenly stopped.

Then, the barrage comment floated across the middle of the screen, and naturally Zhang Qingyuan noticed it.

With the experience of the last time, he immediately realized that there was business coming.

"Um, what's the problem with Boss Wang Zhengyang?"

Wang Zhengyang: [I sent you a private message, see if there is any solution.]

Seeing this, Zhang Qingyuan nodded and said,"Okay, I know, I'll check it out after I get off the air. Brothers, today's live broadcast ends here, and everyone is welcome to come back next time."

After saying that, he decisively ended the live broadcast.

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At the same time, in Wang Zhengyang's office, he anxiously asked his assistant:"How is it? What did the anchor say?"

The assistant put down his phone, pushed his glasses and said:"Boss, Zhang Dabao said that he will take a look later. Whether it is possible depends on how he responds at that time."

Hearing this, Wang Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, but said nervously:"Can this person do it? How much do you know about him?"

The assistant replied:"Boss, this person has been very famous on the Internet recently. Many deeds have proved that he is indeed dead. I don't know how he broadcast live in the underworld and is active on the Kuaishou platform. Last time, someone asked him to help find his dead father and asked for the password of the account, and successfully obtained the inheritance."

"As for that person, I also found out that his name is Wang Yunchao, and he is the owner of a factory in JN Province. He has business dealings with us. I called him personally and everything is true."

"So there should be no problem with the identity of this anchor. In the live broadcast room just now, he became a ghost messenger of the Suppression of Evil Division and met the legendary Zhong Kui. The young master was haunted by evil spirits. As a ghost messenger, he should be able to solve it."

Wang Zhengyang listened to the assistant's narration with a strange look on his face. As the helmsman of the Wang family, the behind-the-scenes boss of many listed companies, and the top figure of Daxia, he never believed in ghosts and gods, but his son's strange disease, and seeing the Buddha statue shed blood and tears in Nanshan Temple, and then a series of things that happened.

Now, he has to believe in some"traditional culture", and the ghost anchor Zhang Dabing, who was suddenly recommended by the assistant today, has become his life-saving straw. No matter whether it works or not, he will try it first.

"Now that we have made contact, I will leave this matter to you. If you have any questions, please report to me at any time. In addition, eggs cannot be put in one basket. If it is not possible in Buddhism, then send someone to look for other places, such as Maoshan and Longhushan.……"

The assistant nodded and said,"Don't worry, boss. We have already arranged for someone to go there. We will report to you anytime if there is any news."

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The Underworld Suppression Division.

Zhang Qingyuan closed the live broadcast room, adjusted his tuxedo, the sword and gourd at his waist, and was very satisfied.

"Finally got in." He sighed, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, not only did he not spend any money, but he also successfully entered the Suppression of Evil Division, feeling as if he was helped by God.

At this moment, the tall iron gate in front opened, Zhao Jin walked out with a happy face, and said:"Okay, kid, it's your turn, open your eyes and choose carefully, although you have become the Suppression of Evil, but now you are just an ordinary ghost, get a good thing to keep you safe, there is a mirror in the southeast corner, I think it's good, you can consider it"

""Okay, thank you very much, senior." Zhang Qingyuan thanked him very tactfully.

Becoming an evil suppressor is also considered a civil servant of the underworld. According to the practice of the evil suppression department, they can choose an item from the treasury of the evil suppression department to use. The main purpose is to increase the strength of the evil suppressor to avoid too many casualties when executing the killing and capturing evil ghosts. It is also a special benefit of the evil suppression department. Other departments do not have this.

Just now, Zhao Jin went in first to choose. From the expression on his face when he came out, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he got something good.

The door of the treasury was still open, and Zhang Qingyuan did not delay and walked in. The ten-meter-high door of the treasury was already very large, but after entering, he found that the inside was even larger, empty and dark. It was dug dozens of meters deep underground and divided into several layers. You can see that there are special underworld officials managing it.

"Is that Zhang Qingyuan? Come with me!"A ghost came over and said coldly, with a neutral attitude.

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes turned, and he remembered Zhao Jin's guidance before he came in. Although it was for his own good, after all, it was Zhao Jin's first time coming in, and the good things he could see were limited, definitely not as good as those who had been working here for many years.

Immediately, he walked forward with a smile, put his hand in his pocket and said with a smile:"Brother, this is my first time coming in, and I don't know how to choose. Can you give me some advice?"

The ghost wanted to turn his face away and refuse, but when he looked down, he saw the luster of ghost money in the gap between Zhang Qingyuan's hands. Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he grabbed his hand and said:"It turns out to be Brother Zhang, I have heard of you for a long time. You can just call me Hu Wei."

Zhang Qingyuan loosened his hand and gave the money to the other party.

One, two, three... five, five taels of money!

The joy on the face of the ghost messenger could no longer be suppressed.

How many years, how many years... How many years have I worked in this Qingshui Yamen. This is the first time I have made a profit. The ghost messenger looked at Zhang Qingyuan with an ambiguous look.

"It turned out to be Brother Hu. It is a great honor to meet Brother Hu."Zhang Qingyuan also flattered others without asking for money.

Although he failed to flatter others several times, it does not mean that this trick is ineffective. As an orphan who has experienced the world's beatings since childhood, he can do this skill with ease.

"Hahaha… Brother Zhang, you are so polite. I felt very friendly the moment you came in. I guess it is fate that determines our relationship. Maybe we were close friends in our previous life. Brother Zhang, don’t worry. Just listen to me later."