Xingtie Live: The host can cosplay everything

"What is this?" After being sanctioned by Brother Jie's iron fist for the sixth time, Yang Yang slipped off the line.

The difficulty of this simulation universe is a stepwise rise, and it was very simple to get a specific blessing before, but this time, the powerful value gave the star iron player a little shock.

Yueyuejun went up with a strengthened general attack and hit a high amount of 73w damage, but when you look at the boss's health bar, it is only a small part missing.

The Black Tower puppet helped him pass difficulty four and used the blade to walk away with abundance. Abundance has both control and blood return, and also increases the upper limit of life, which can withstand the onslaught of the insect swarm.

"It's not something people can fight." Yang Yang glanced at the news in several Xingtie group chats, and counted everyone's situation, 2 is basically no problem, 3 has problems at the beginning, four has already persuaded many people, and few have fought 5.

And everyone's death methods are also varied, some were directly seconds by the heavy punches of Spotted Dragon Touch and Brother Jie, some hung up because two big lotto were blown up together, and some were overdrawn by the person who undertook the upper limit of life and died by wind injuries.

Don't fight, let's go and prepare for tomorrow's visit to the stall under the headquarters building.

The most humble stall only needs a table, a billboard, and merchandise.

As for the notice board, Yang Yang completed it with his painting skills in the fifth grade of primary school, imitating Jepard's painting style, and tried his best to draw Sambo in the wanted warrant.

Well, that thief's eyebrows, with a mean smile on his face, looked back at everyone's expression, but it was really right.

Then take out a water pen and write a few big words: Xianzhou bean juice, your good neighbor Sambo got good goods! Random flavors, bottle of twenty, first come, first served!

Although Yang Yang didn't think that this thing could be sold out, for the convenience of sales, he still wrote so.

In the afternoon, although he said no, Yang Yang continued to open a live broadcast to play a new simulation universe, but the result was still violently beaten, so he could only start brushing the skill tree boredly.

When it was almost 6 o'clock in the evening, Yang Yang was ready to go to get the C clothes and the bean juice that Sambo had prepared for him.

Don't hurry to remove the C suit, Yang Yang first unpacked the packaging of soda bean juice, and the box was all bottled with bean juice with no difference in appearance.

There are two boxes of bean juice, and after all moved indoors, Yang Yang got a small cart, loaded all the bottles into it tomorrow, and then took a folding table and took a taxi to the bottom of the building.

"How about I have a drink first?" Looking at the bean juice that was neatly arranged, Yang Yang had this thought in his heart for no reason, and it became more and more out of control.

Just check the quality, otherwise even if there is a Rakshasa ability to guarantee the bottom, in case of fainting too many people, he is not very easy to handle.

Full of anticipation, Yang Yang chose a cup, inserted a straw, and then sucked it hard.

Just this mouthful, Yang Yang felt that his brain had received a strong impact, it was a very head-to-head taste, and if he had to say it, it was probably ... Hmm....

Amplify the bean smell tenfold, add some sour taste that may be fermented by milk, and match it with the smell of swill? And this cold and cold taste greatly improves the sourness of this soda bean juice.

"Wait, why doesn't there feel like soda?" After a twisted face and difficult swallowing, Yang Yang reacted, he had drunk the rice and soda bean juice when he was in CW, which was obviously not a taste.

Sambo's taste is much more exciting.

"System?"

[It may be that Sambo does not understand bean juice and mixes in some strange varieties, but please rest assured that it will not harm the human body] "Sambo does not

know about bean juice? I believe you are a ghost! "For the system's rhetoric, Yang Yang is completely unconvinced, just that human spirit, will he understand the famous specialty of Xianzhou, soda bean juice?

Yang Yang checked the Internet and found that this is one of the bean juices, raw bean juice, the taste is much stronger than cooked bean juice.

As for what kind of strange bean juice Sambo had prepared, Yang Yang didn't dare to think about it at all.

The plan to set up a stall tomorrow cannot be posted in the dynamics of the CW account, otherwise enthusiastic fans will surround the Mi Fuyu building and affect people's normal work.

"emmm..." After experiencing intense psychological construction, Yang Yang finally drank a whole cup of raw bean juice, no way, no matter how you say it, you can't waste it.

After drinking, Yang Yang's whole person collapsed on the sofa, it was too exciting, it was really exciting, he had no strength in his body.

At this moment, the black tower doll with a languid expression and wearing a nightdress came out of the room, took a glass with his own care, and walked into the room.

Yang Yang originally wanted to dissuade, but his whole body had no strength, and his mouth was more like a cramp, and he couldn't speak, but after thinking about it, the black tower puppet could even eat Mapo strawberries, and the bean juice must be fine.

[A total of two cups of random soda bean juice, please pay 40 yuan]

"You deduct it from my mobile phone account yourself." Yang Yang said in his heart.

[Oke, deductions have been made, and the remaining 38 cups of random bean juice need to be sold by the host]

"..." At

nine o'clock the next morning, Yang Yang, who had changed into all of Sambo's C clothes, looked at himself in the mirror, nodded, and then left the house with the bean juice and folding table in the small cart.

This time, he didn't call the Black Tower puppet, because the Black Tower doll needs to study recipes at home, and also has to help him brush the skill tree that simulates the universe.

After getting into the taxi, the driver's master looked at the man in the passenger seat who was dressed very fashionably and had a mysterious smile on his face, and then looked at the folding table and small cart behind him, and finally asked a little puzzled.

"Brother, what are you doing in the building where Mi Yu is..."

Because of the iconic figure-eight eyebrows, the expression on Yang Yang's face at the moment looked a little joyful, which was exactly what Sambo needed.

The driver suddenly didn't know how to continue the conversation.

After arriving at the destination, looking at the building in front of him and the flow of people coming and going, Yang Yang became excited again.

"It seems that 38 cups of bean juice should be sold out today."

Thinking so, Yang Yang quickly propped up the folding table, put a few bottles of bean juice on the table, and the notice board he carefully prepared yesterday, with a warm smile on his face, and began to greet.

"Walk by, don't miss it, the good goods that Old Sambo brought from Xianzhou, authentic bean juice!"