"Isn't that nonsense?" Zhao Yong said timidly, "There are ghost soldiers and generals here. They are all made of paper. Don't I know that? You should think of a solution quickly. If it doesn't work, we can just retreat."

"It is determined that we cannot withdraw."

Zhang Fan shook his head, then took out his cell phone and looked at the backstage.

With more than one million fans, it’s time to release a work.

Although he is not a person who likes to stir up trouble, he will never allow others to take advantage of him.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan said, "Come on, move all the things out for me and give him a formal reception."

"this……"

The two hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "Okay."

Soon, under Zhang Fan's arrangement, Changhong Funeral Home brought out the store's highest etiquette.

There were pairs, one on each side, a total of eighteen rows of paper figures, stretching from the store entrance to the entrance of the alley.

The store door was wide open, and in the hall, paper money, wreaths, and silver dollars were piled up like mountains.

After doing all this, Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone with satisfaction and recorded a video at the entrance of the store:

"Yu Jiangjun, right? I heard you were coming to see me. Come on, our store is small and we don't have anything good. We only have some local specialties."

"Yu Jiangjun has come from afar, please feel free to look around and choose. Today I'm giving you an internal discount, 40% off, buy more and get more free. If you like any screenshot, send me a private message."

After recording the video, Zhang Fan casually selected the Great Compassion Mantra and then uploaded the work directly.

This operation left Zhao Yong and the other man stunned.

People have already come to you to be honest, why do you still need to post works specifically to anger them?

Isn't this just seeking death?

However, although the two had such thoughts in their minds, it was only a little bit.

Both of them are paper-making craftsmen who have inherited their family traditions, and they trust paper figures even more than living people.

There are many hidden advantages in the paper-folding industry, and the two of them know it well without saying it. As long as the paper figures are brought out, it will have some effect.

Just as Zhang Fan said, with so many evil soldiers and generals, how could they be scared by a few spirited young men?

It was already evening and the sun was setting. The three of them sat quietly in the shop waiting.

On the Internet, once Zhang Fan’s video was released, it was quickly watched by netizens and became a hot topic in less than half an hour.

Seeing that Zhang Fan dared to challenge Yu Jiangjun head-on, netizens were stunned and expressed their admiration. Of course, there were also many netizens who made fun of him.

[Haha, the third war is about to begin. ]

[What do you mean, should Yu Jiangjun consider going to Longhu Mountain to hire a purple-robed Taoist priest? ]

[This won’t work. Can a living person defeat a ghost? ]

[Sangzang is a real man, he will kill that brat tonight! ]

[My friend, you are playing a real hell game. I advise you to run away as soon as possible! ]

[60% off, a huge discount, Yu Jiangjun is so impressive! ]

[@Yu Jiangjun, have you decided which one to pick? ]

【……】

The other side.

"Don't worry, brothers. I, Yu Jiangjun, am playing for real. The hospital's ICU ward is ready for that kid!"

Yu Jiangjun was bragging to his fans in front of the live camera.

But soon, the netizens who had just watched the melon from Zhang Fan's side rushed to the scene and started another wave of rhythm.

[Yu Jiangjun, you are courting death! ]

[The funeral brother has already arranged the ghost soldiers and generals, waiting for you to deliver the shrimp thread! ]

[Brother Yu, that guy is too arrogant. He actually welcomed you with funeral supplies. ]

[Brother Yu, that guy has already prepared a coffin for you! ]

【……】

Looking at these inexplicable comments in the live broadcast room, Yu Jiangjun was also stunned.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that many people had @ed him under Zhang Fan’s video.

After reading the funeral home’s response, Yu Jiangjun’s face suddenly became gloomy.

Damn it.

How dare you post a video to provoke me!

Putting down his phone, Yu Jiangjun took off his shirt without saying a word, revealing his colorful skin.

"Brothers? Who are you trying to scare?"

"Do you see what this is?"

There is Nezha in front, Bai Qi behind, Prajna is the geisha and Da Qinglong, and there is Erlang Shen on his legs.

"To put it bluntly, with the blessing of my predecessors, even the King of Hell would have to kowtow to me!"

"I'll stop the car for a moment and let you see that Xiaoyi has a Zhong Kui on him."

“It’s all redundant!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the netizens were immediately delighted.

[Wow, this is a perfect match for my profession! ]

[It's not a good idea to go to a funeral parlor. They worship either Taiyi or Bodhisattvas. The ones you have are not good enough.]

[What Nezha and Bai Qi, none of them are as powerful as your flying kick, Brother Yu! ]

[I think it’s still a question whether you can get there. After all, the ones that Funeral Brother used to pay attention to were gone in less than half a day.]

[+1, I also feel like I'm heading to my own funeral, Brother Yu, get the money ready.]

【……】

The barrage area was filled with ridicule, which caught Yu Jiangjun off guard.

I thought that by showing off my tattoo, even if it didn't scare anyone, it would at least make netizens feel in awe.

I didn’t expect these netizens to be different from other guys. Not only did they treat me as a joke, but some even cursed me to death!

This made him very unhappy, and he immediately took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Brothers, watch out. I'm going to call Yi now and have the convoy speed up!"

“Beep, beep…”

Yu Jiangjun sat in the front car, while Huangmao Xiaoyi sat in the rear car, making it easier to control the formation.

At this moment, Huangmao Xiaoyi had just finished a PK, taking advantage of the popularity of the funeral.

"Why doesn't this kid answer it?"

Yu Jiangjun was a little impatient about the live broadcast camera money. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of so many netizens.

Soon, the call was connected.

Before Yu Jiangjun could speak, the voice of Huangmao Xiaoyi came from the other end:

"Hey, brother, I'm in love with him. This guy is quite popular."

"Um... stop playing around on the Internet. I'm going to find him now and I'll hang out with him from now on."

"drop……"

After saying a few quick words, Xiaoyi hung up the phone.

Yu Jiangjun stared at his phone blankly, completely dumbfounded.

He didn't know what was happening and couldn't believe his ears!

The second-in-command of the Yu Family Army, suddenly wants to hang out with others?

After hesitating for a while, Yu Jiangjun called back somewhat at a loss.

However, after calling several times, the other party refused to answer.

At this time, a little yellow-haired guy in the back seat reminded: "Brother Yu, Brother Yi's car is gone."

“…”

Hearing this, Yu Jiangjun was completely dumbfounded and stood there in a daze with a confused look on his face.

Seeing this scene, the viewers in the live broadcast room were also very shocked:

[What's going on? What's the show's effect?]

[Didn't they say that the two of them had fought with each other with knives? ]

[I just came out of the PK scene. It was a PK punishment, but the person did run away.]

[I am dying of laughter. The Yu Family Army is disbanded from now on! ]

【……】

After a moment's silence, Yu Jiangjun yelled at the driver, "Turn around, turn around right now, I'm going to ask this guy about this!"

"Brother Yu, double solid lines..."

The driver was about to dissuade him, but was interrupted by Yu Jiangjun:

"What the hell is this double solid line? Turn around, turn around now!"

“Okay, okay, okay…”

The driver nodded helplessly and turned the steering wheel.

However, just as the front of the car crossed the line, everyone saw a Trax speeding towards them from the left lane.

Trala had no intention of slowing down or giving way.

It looks like... this Trax is also out of control.