Chapter 40 The red sun rises in the east, and its avenue is filled with rosy glow!
"Your Majesty, don't listen to them! The stinky seafood is really the fault of the logistics! Those things are easy to spoil! If they are delayed on the road, it will be really over! I swear!!!"
Dasha stood up, raised three fingers and swore to the sky!
His saliva was spurting out as he spoke.
He guessed that the living devil must be watching his every move.
How could he dare to hide it now!
"Then why other seafood doesn't spoil so easily, but yours does!"
"That's right! Are you treating us like elementary school students?"
The netizens don’t buy it.
"I admit that I was also wrong. I chose a cheaper logistics provider during transportation in order to save costs and earn more money. I also did not do a good job of preserving the food! From now on, I will definitely change! I will definitely change! If I don't change, I will die!!"
Dasha stared at the screen!
"That's true, but even if we forgive you, the King of Hell can't forgive you."
"That's right. Lord Yama hasn't spoken yet."
The anchor was terrified.
Many netizens just think that he deserves it.
What were you doing earlier! "Wow, I won't sell it! I won't sell it, okay? If any bad brothers contact me in the group, I will immediately compensate you!!"
"And I donate all the money I earn to charity!!!"
Before the Living King of Hell could say anything, Dasha was completely panicked.
His face was as pale as bloodless paper.
I thought maybe I wasn't sincere enough.
He's adding chips like crazy at this moment.
quiet.
The live broadcast room was unprecedentedly quiet.
Even the comments from netizens were gone.
"Donate! Donate now!!"
Dasha opened the charity software in a hurry.
I was so anxious that tears came out.
"I have to say live streaming is really profitable. Four million a year. Ordinary people may not even be able to earn four million in their entire working lives."
The netizens are watching.
I found out that this anchor donated four million.
But he has only opened this account for one year.
I have to say it does make money.
Although black-hearted.
"Ping An Funeral Shop: What's going on? I just went out to make a cup of tea and why is it not playing anymore?"
Zhang Lingtian just sat back in front of the computer.
I just felt thirsty and went to make a cup of tea.
Suddenly I found that the anchor had collapsed!
"The living devil found an excuse."
"Congratulations on surviving your life."
"Today, the King of Hell is giving you a chance. Let's see if you dare to pass off inferior seafood as good ones next time and send stinky seafood to everyone."
"What a shame, it's not cold."
The fans don’t want the other party to really disappear.
After all, it's not bad to just scare her.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo, no more, no more brothers, keep playing, keep playing. Some people say that this green scallop is not edible, but I tell you that it is edible!!"
Dasha’s lost soul is back.
Continue playing now.
"Ping An Funeral Shop: Just a reminder, I think your way of stewing it all together is not very healthy, and your body may not be able to handle eating so much seafood."
After looking through the barrage records, Zhang Lingtian roughly understood what was going on.
It turns out that this anchor was selling inferior products as good ones and cutting corners to save costs.
As a result, during the few minutes he was making tea, he imagined all kinds of things and scared himself.
He donated all the dirty money he earned from selling products this year to charity.
They also promised to refund all those who were cheated.
In that case, Zhang Lingtian would like to give a reminder.
"Brother Tian, don't worry, I'm in good health..."
"vomit--"
Suddenly the next second.
As Dasha ate the seafood in big mouthfuls, he felt his stomach churning.
"Oh shit! It's foaming!!!"
"The King of Hell told you not to eat, but you still ate it! Call 120 now!!"
“Help! Help!!!”
Then the netizens saw that this fool was foaming at the mouth!
"Forehead……"
This scene made Zhang Lingtian dumbfounded.
The chance of being poisoned next time is 90%, which is really high.
But he didn't expect the poison to come so quickly.
At this moment he exited the live broadcast room.
Then continue to wander around the outdoor area.
Well, he hopes to find more targeted customers.
After all, who doesn't want to apply this skill in the real world?
“Beep, beep—”
The pier is only a few hundred meters away from the hospital.
The ambulance came rushing in.
"Big silly brother, let us carry you off the boat."
Two assistants carried each side.
"First, register first, then cancel the account..."
Dasha is in great pain.
But he was more worried that after he fainted, the King of Hell would give him some attention.
The King of Hell's attention will kill anyone who is targeted.
Those who were not hit were miserable, but at least they were still alive.
Soon the account of Dasha Seafood disappeared.
"It's the third day of survival in the wild. Tonight we will sleep in this cave! It's cool! Really cool brothers!!"
On the other side, Zhang Lingtian entered another live broadcast room.
With his bright red entrance cue.
The ID that is broadcasting live is Xiaolong Adventure.
The other party's originally calm face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Is the King of Hell going to kill people indiscriminately outdoors this time?"
"Killing indiscriminately? What do you mean?"
"Just now, the silly guy next door was taken away by an ambulance. He was foaming at the mouth when he left. It was so miserable!"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"What the hell? No way?!"
All the viewers in the live broadcast room felt a chill run down their spines.
"The latest news: Dasha's account with 820,000 followers has been cancelled."
"Come to think of it, Meow Meow from the entertainment department is really not that popular and has also deleted his account."
"You are wrong! The Living King of Hell is not killing people outdoors, he is killing people in Douyin!!"
The viewers were chatting in the live broadcast room.
"Ping An Funeral Shop: Um, I'm just here for a stroll, don't worry about it..."
【Scanning! 】
[Detection object: ID Xiaolong Adventure. ]
[Danger signal: Outdoor live broadcast, the probability of danger happening next time is 0.5%! ]
The system is detecting.
Zhang Lingtian wanted to send a message to everyone, asking them not to be nervous.
"beep--"
Suddenly the picture flashed the next second.
【The anchor has gone offline. 】
【The page has expired. 】
…
[Danger Location: …]
【Ding! Positioning failed. 】
【Reason for failure: The user has logged out of the account. 】
Zhang Lingtian had just edited the message and hadn’t sent it out yet.
The system prompt sounded.
Displays detection failure.
It turned out that this outdoor adventure blogger cancelled his account without saying a word.
[Ding! Scan failed! ]
【Detection object: ID pattern mask. 】
【Reason for failure: The user has logged out of the account. 】
…
[Ding! Scan failed! ]
【Test object: None. 】
I clicked into more than ten live broadcast interfaces in succession.
However, at the beginning, I could still listen to what these hosts said.
As time goes by, the accounts of these anchors will be cancelled faster and faster.
The system hasn't even started testing yet.
The number is gone.
Zhang Lingtian sighed inwardly.
Three people make a tiger.
How can I be a living devil?
If you don't seek death yourself, you won't die.
Why is it that all the blame is placed on him?
Never mind.
Zhang Lingtian clicked into the international area.
He is only popular in a small circle, and there are definitely not many people in the international area who know him.
I heard that the foreign population is small.
People often commit suicide.
I hope to get the number of ten soon.
The content of the international area is still very rich.
Zhang Lingtian was brushing.
Suddenly I saw a young man in green clothes holding a guitar.
They look basically the same as the people in their country.
Just a little darker.
And the other party seemed to be singing in Chinese.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Lingtian clicked on it.
“The roads are blooming!”
As soon as he entered, Zhang Lingtian heard a very loud sound.
It looked like a dormitory.
The young man holding the guitar seems to be the lead singer.
Following behind was a group of people of the same age as him, probably singing backing songs.
"The red sun rises in the east, and its avenue is filled with rosy clouds!"
"How lucky I am to be born into your family, with your blood flowing through my veins!"
As expected.
After one person's monologue, the backing vocals begin to join in.
You know what, the song is pretty nice.
…
I wrote more than 6,000 words early today, which is enough for three chapters, but I was not satisfied with the subsequent content, so I deleted it after struggling for a whole night. I think my mind needs to be cleared, so I went to bed early and planned the plot of Li Bangbang tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)