Chapter 278 Live broadcast, start eating melons

Fu Yang gave him an admiring look.

"Open it. You have several accounts. Open all of them, both domestic and foreign."

It would be fine if these people just let me take my second senior sister back home safely, but they insisted on pestering me, so I might as well make a big move.

Yu Yu didn't know what Fu Yang was going to do at this time, but she just had to listen to what her junior sister said.

So she started recording with a camera in one hand, while at the same time she picked up her mobile phone, logged into foreign social media, and started live streaming.

Qi Lin opened a small account and started a live broadcast on the platform.

Jin Yongrui watched the actions of several people without any fluctuation in his expression, which was always indifferent, as if he was looking at a group of ants, looking down on them and never taking them seriously.

But when his eyes fell on Qi Lin, his brows furrowed deeply.

Is this Mr. Qi?

Jin Yongrui's expression changed, as if he wanted to confirm Qi Lin's identity, but before he could step forward, he met Fu Yang's gaze.

His eyes were unfocused for a moment, his pupils lost focus, and then returned to normal, with no sign of anything amiss.

The group of big men in black following him seemed to have lost their minds, standing there like puppets, with no trace of the arrogance they had just shown.

Fu Yang was about to ask a question when she suddenly remembered a very serious problem: she couldn't speak the Korean language.

She turned to look at Qi Lin and sighed helplessly.

"Qi Lin, why don't you ask?"

Qi Lin thought she was very cute, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he nodded.

"good."

Yu Yu was still standing by:

ah?

What do you want to ask?

She can speak Korean, so Junior Sister can ask anything she wants to ask.

Han Zhiyu looked at his junior sister and guessed that she might be up to something. He couldn't help but show some excitement on his face, and took out his mobile phone to start live streaming.

Qi Lin looked at Jin Yongrui at this time and began to speak.

"Who are you and what do you want to do here today?"

As Qi Lin spoke, he did not forget to translate for Fu Yang.

There was nothing wrong with Jin Yongrui's expression at this moment, but he answered whatever was asked.

"I'm Jin Yongrui. My son is dead, and I want his girlfriend to be buried with him. If you guys know what's good for you, leave Korea immediately and don't interfere. Otherwise, I'll let you die together."

When the two started the live broadcast, some netizens discovered the live broadcast and clicked in out of curiosity.

[Strange, is this a new anchor? What's going on? I don't understand. And the dialogue is in Korean, which I don't understand.]

[The website has a real-time translation function. If you don’t understand, just open the translation function.]

[Oh my god! This guy is Kim Young-seo?! Isn't he one of the chaebols in Korea? I know his son died recently and he's really upset.]

Is he planning to harm his son's girlfriend? And he's even saying he wants her buried with him?! Such a big mouth.

[Hasn't his son's girlfriend been released? The police said that after investigation, the murder case has nothing to do with that girl.]

When the netizens in the live broadcast room saw that there was something interesting to watch, they stayed.

Qi Lin then continued to ask Jin Yongrui: "You know that your son died at the hands of the demon sealed in the villa, why are you still looking for trouble with your son's girlfriend?"

"What use is the demon in that villa to you? What kind of deal do you have?"

Jin Yongrui: "There is a demon sealed in the villa. It can improve our Jin family's luck. In return, we must sacrifice at least one young woman to it every year. We have been doing this for more than ten years."

"Originally, this year, we had chosen my son's girlfriend as the sacrifice, but I don't know what went wrong. My son and his friends all died, and only his girlfriend survived."

"My son is dead, and she must be buried with him. Our Jin family will never let her go. What's more, this international student from China is beautiful, and it must be very exciting to play with her—"

Yu Yu couldn't stand it anymore after hearing this, so he stuffed the phone in his hand to the eldest brother, rushed up to him, scratched his face, and slapped him twice.

"You, Laubus, you dare to have your aunt's eyes on me? You're really asking for a beating!"

Yu Yu didn't put down her hands until she was tired. She stroked her chin and looked at Jin Yongrui, then looked at Fu Yang with surprise and admiration.

Junior sister is so awesome!

What made Jin Yongrui so obedient was that he would answer whatever I asked and would not fight back even if I beat or scolded him.

What kind of skill is this?

Was this also taught by the master?

Is it too late for me to go back and study hard now?

Yu Yu remembered what Jin Yongrui had just said, and his anger surged up again. He found the right spot, raised his knee, and pushed hard, once, twice, three times...

"Laobus, let's see if you can still get hard in the future."

Yu Yu cursed in a low voice.

At this moment, Qi Lin and Han Zhiyu tacitly moved the camera away.

There must be no evidence left of their side beating anyone.

After Yu Yu vented his anger, the camera turned again.

At this time in the live broadcast room, netizens had already dug out Jin Yongrui's identity and his son's case. When they heard what he said, they were shocked.

[Demon, sacrifice, one young woman every year, this has been going on for over a decade, it's terrifying to think about it!]

[It's terrifying even without thinking. According to what he said, they must have killed at least a dozen people. So many people have disappeared over the years. Didn't the Korean police notice anything?]

You all don't know the status of the chaebols in South Korea, right? They truly have absolute power. What they do behind the scenes is beyond our imagination, not their ability to do anything.

[Let's not talk about anything else. Just think about the Korean actress who committed suicide a few years ago. You all know it. It wasn't actually suicide, it was done by this guy named Kim.]

"Ah? Are you talking about actress S? I actually liked her back then. Why did this guy named Jin want to kill her?"

This industry is incredibly chaotic. Over 90% of all Korean celebrities are part of the harems of these chaebols. Those who are disobedient and of no use will face a tragic end.

[He has killed so many people. No matter who he is, he should be punished by law.]

The live broadcast room is very lively now. Netizens who are addicted to watching the show have even started sending gifts.

I won't go into detail about how valuable this livestream was. I have to record the screen, or else my livestream room might get shut down someday.

[Those who dare to broadcast this kind of thing live are truly brave! ]

I'm the only one curious as to why Kim Young-seo would answer whatever was asked. Could it be that there's a laser cannon pointed at him?

[I don't know, just eat melon.]

Qi Lin looked at the increasing popularity in the live broadcast room, raised the corner of his mouth, and continued to ask:

"Besides that, what other illegal activities have you committed? Has the company engaged in unfair competition? Who are the people who have died at your hands?"