Yu Jiangjun released some classic quotes, and the live broadcast room instantly became lively.
[Brother Yu, what are you going to do? ]
[Brother Yu, don't confront me head-on. This funeral host is very evil! ]
[Brother Yu, I just called Master Ma, and he said he's willing to lend you a hand! ]
[Little Arm, how much did it cost to rent the car this time? 】
[Xiao Yu, you should pay 75 yuan for the car rental to get a one-stop funeral service! ]
[To put it bluntly, a 25% discount is already a huge discount! ]
[All redundant...]
[All redundant...]
Seeing that the barrage was full of funeral home comments, Yu Jiangjun's little brain was working fast.
After so many years of playing on the Internet, he knows a little about live streaming. Only by following the rhythm can he increase the popularity.
On the Internet, he has been working hard to create an image of loyalty and righteousness.
Righteousness comes first, followed by filial piety.
If you want to criticize someone, you must first find a suitable reason.
After thinking for a while, Yu Jiangjun said seriously:
"Brothers, I know about the funeral number you are talking about."
"I heard that he followed a few people and they all got mad. Is that true?"
"Brothers, you are too naive. All of this is just a rumor!"
"But don't worry, I will definitely help you get rid of this social cancer!"
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop sending gifts. Punishing evil and promoting good has always been the responsibility of our Yujiang Army!"
"Brothers, the car is ready, let's go right away!"
As he spoke, Yu Jiangjun turned the camera and showed the convoy he had just assembled through the window.
More than a dozen large Mercedes-Benz cars, all covered in black warrior covers, were parked neatly on the roadside.
"Brothers, please chat in the live broadcast room. I, Yu Jiangjun, will broadcast the whole thing live!"
"Get in the car, let's go now!"
As Yu Jiangjun raised his arm, all the young men in the room put on their battle robes and marched towards the car in step.
Soon, all the Yu family soldiers got into the car, the doors opened wide, and the turn signals began to flash.
The card surface is in place!
Yu Jiangjun held up his phone, walked from the front of the car to the parking space, then switched the camera, showing an unrivaled kingly attitude, and gave a thumbs up:
"Brothers, you have seen it, the Yu Family Army plays it real!"
"When the Yu family goes to war, not a blade of grass will grow!"
"When the Yu family goes to war, not a blade of grass will grow!"
The young men responded by shouting one after another, and for a moment the shouts were deafening.
Seeing this scene, the live broadcast room barrage instantly **.
[Oh my goodness, this is for real! ]
[Bankruptcy, bankruptcy, these funeral brothers are doomed, the Yujiang Army is attacking in full force! ]
[The detailed address is on Brother Sangzang’s account. I took a look and it seems to be less than 300 kilometers away.]
[What do you mean? I'm going to the battlefield, is there anyone who wants to come with me? ]
[What the hell, you little bastards, come and confront me if you can! ]
[The funeral brother is in trouble. It seems that this attention should not be blindly directed. 】
【……】
Seeing the change in the rhythm of the live broadcast room, Yu Jiangjun showed a satisfied smile, and then he shook his head suddenly.
“It’s all redundant!”
While on alert, Yu Jiangjun sat in the passenger seat and the car started.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There were bursts of car roars.
The Yu family army is setting off!
Seeing this, many netizens rushed to Zhang Fan’s account to leave messages.
Some advised him to run away, while others just wanted to watch the fun and asked him to put up wreaths in advance to welcome him.
[Brother Funeral, run away! Yu Jiangjun is coming to kill you! ]
[Wrong, someone is coming to deliver seafood! ]
[Brother Funeral, hurry up and unfollow Yu Jiangjun immediately! ]
[Changhong Funeral, for sale at a low price, please contact us if interested! ]
【……】
Changhong Funeral Home.
Zhang Fan was lying on the sofa watching videos.
He had long been accustomed to the constant reminder sounds in the background and simply ignored them. He was completely unaware that someone was trying to attack him.
However, paper-folding masters Zhao Yong and Wang Kai are surfing experts and quickly discovered this incident.
After a brief discussion, the two decided to report to Zhang Fan.
At this moment, the two of them had already come in front of Zhang Fan, and Zhao Yong said with a serious face:
"Boss, someone is coming to fuck you."
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Fuck me? I'm not interested in that. Tell him not to come, no matter how much money he makes, I won't give him."
"No, you misunderstood."
Zhao Yong shook his head and explained, "You were on Fighting Eagle today. Did you follow someone called Yu Jiangjun?"
"Yu Jiangjun...right."
Zhang Fan thought for a moment and said, "There is such a person. He seems to be a spirited young man. Just follow him. What's wrong?"
"Something big has happened!"
Zhao Yong frowned fiercely and explained in a low voice: "Although this guy is a spirited young man, he is not an ordinary spirited young man."
“That’s right!”
Wang Kai followed up by saying, "He said if he wants to get real with someone, he will really beat him up offline. I heard that last time someone had an argument with him during a PK, the guy ran 800 miles overnight and was admitted to the hospital!"
"Is that so...he wants to come and tell me the truth?"
Zhang Fan looked thoughtful, thinking to himself, we have been living in a society ruled by law for so many years, how could anyone still dare to be so arrogant?
"Yes, we're on the way!"
Zhao Yong nodded and said, "Aren't all the people you were following dead? Now he thinks you are cursing him and has brought people here."
"More than a dozen cars and dozens of people!"
Wang Kai looked solemn and suggested, "Boss, our store doesn't have much business anyway, so why don't we just close it and hide for a few days?"
"hide?"
Zhang Fan smiled.
How can I, a time traveler, be scared by a smart young man?
How embarrassing is that? Or he is a traverser with a system!
Other time travelers are the crooked-mouthed dragon king, the great mage, the urban victor, the one who steps on geniuses, and the one who treads on rich young men. At the very least, they can become the richest man.
Now that I am here, surrounded by a bunch of little yellow-haired kids, how can this be justified?
Don’t even mention the Yu family army. Even if Ultraman comes, we can’t be scared!
Besides, hitting someone just because of a follower, isn’t that too arrogant?
The causes of death of the previous few people who were paid attention to were accumulated a long time ago, and they did not die just because I paid attention to them.
According to the system's prompts, the mortality rate of each of them is close to 100%, which means that even if they don't pay attention, they still won't survive.
And this Yu Jiangjun, his mortality rate is 99%. Hope he can make it to the store alive!
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan looked up and said, "It's impossible to close the door. If you two are scared, go home first."
"What did you say?"
Zhao Yong glared with displeasure: "Of course you are afraid of us, and you are so good to us, how could you run away in a critical moment?"
Wang Kai also nodded seriously: "Yes, that's right, but there are only three of us and they have dozens of us. We can't beat them. But if you insist on fighting, I, Wang Kai, will not back down!"
"Who said there are only three of us?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Yong was stunned for a moment, and then asked quickly: "What do you mean, did you call for help?"
“That’s not necessary.”
Zhang Fan shook his head, then stood up and walked towards the warehouse:
"I have a room full of ghosts and generals. If I can't sell them, can't I just move them out to show off my wealth?"
"They are spirited young men. Isn't it just a matter of appearance that they are competing?"