Chapter 430: Krypton Gold Boss vs Game Anchor (47)
Xu Jinxiao is already level 32. Yesterday he was just watching his wife kill monsters.
Suddenly he remembered that the matter of those dozen or so black fans had not been dealt with yet.
Anyone who dares to touch his wife must be severely punished.
Xu Jinxiao stopped, took out his cell phone and looked up the screenshots he had taken at that time.
I searched for their ID on Fanxing and clicked on the homepage to find that it was a blank account with no content.
Xu Jinxiao's eyes moved, and he clicked to chat.
——Who instructed you? When a hater deliberately attacks someone, don't wait for me to call the police to investigate you. You won't be able to escape then.
Xu Jinxiao sent messages to the remaining dozen or so people one by one.
Soon one of them replied to him,
—Don't spit blood! As a user, what's wrong with me criticizing a live streamer I don't like? Are you the only one with high moral standards?
Another person sent a message,
——Don't talk nonsense, no one instructed me, I have a reason for criticizing
Xu Jinxiao looked at their news and smiled coldly, still trying to quibble?
——You guys are supposed to be specialized in this, right? You're professionally a black fan army, but your career is over after meeting me.
Xu Jinxiao sent them this message, and they panicked.
——Brother, let’s talk. Did I accidentally spray you? I apologize to you.
——I just have a very harsh mouth. Can’t I just stop criticizing others in the future?
Xu Jinxiao's mouth corners curled up,
——Who instructed you?
The two paused for two minutes and started arguing. As water armies, they must value their credibility. Who would dare to buy from them if they just expose the person behind them?
Seeing that they refused to cooperate, Xu Jinxiao called the Internet police and spent money to severely punish these dozen people.
As for the mastermind behind the scenes, he already had a candidate.
Xu Jinxiao clicked on Qianqian’s homepage and saw that he was live streaming, so he went into his live streaming room.
[How much did you pay for those anti-fans and water armies?]
Qianqian is currently live streaming. The number of people in his live streaming room has dropped a bit, now there are only 500 people.
Most of the comments were against him, it was all Wen Xun's fault. Ever since the PK with him, he seemed to be haunted. Not only did his popularity plummet, but the number of haters in the live broadcast room also increased.
Moreover, many of the older brothers and sisters who had originally given him gifts ran away, which made him very angry.
A golden chat box was very conspicuous. He spotted it at a glance. It was a rich man. He was about to try to please him, but after seeing the comments clearly, he got angry.
What the hell are you talking about? What about online trolls? I bought trolls? Why would I buy trolls when there are so many in my livestream? I bought them for myself?
Qianqian was already in a very bad mood, and when he saw a barrage of comments in a golden chat box criticizing him, he got so angry that he broke down and started cursing.
[Don’t think I won’t scold you just because you’re rich. Get out of my live studio right now. You’re not welcome here.]
Qianqian was so angry that he wanted to die, but the haters in the live broadcast room were happy and started to defend Xu Jinxiao and criticize Qianqian.
Xu Jinxiao continued typing,
[Whether they bought it or not is up to you. I don't need to tell those dozen people anymore, right?]
Qianqian, who was originally cursing, suddenly stopped talking at this moment, like a drake with its throat pinched.
[What do you mean? Please explain clearly, brother. I have been fed up with this anchor for a long time.]
[Yes, yes, yes. Before, you looked down on my anchor Xiaobai, but now my Xiaobai is more popular than him.]
Many comments defended him.
[You guys are going too far, aren't you? What did Qianqian do to deserve such criticism?]
[That’s right, Qianqian is a very nice person and is especially nice to his fans. Why do you criticize him?]
Qianqian’s fans couldn’t stand it anymore and started posting comments to defend their anchor.
Xu Jinxiao saw his reaction, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.
[What? Did you remember?]
Qianqian was terrified. He'd actually been found out? How was that even possible? Had those trolls betrayed him?
But he still needs to stay calm now. What if someone deliberately cheats him?
[You, you stop talking nonsense. I don't know what you're talking about. Get out of here right now.]
Xu Jinxiao was about to say something else when he suddenly exited Qianqian's live broadcast room automatically. When he tried to click again, he found that he could not get back in.
Xu Jinxiao's face was gloomy, it seemed that he had been blocked.
But judging from Qianqian's reaction just now, it is very likely him. If not, it must be related to him.
Xu Jinxiao found a hacker website on the Internet and contacted one of the hackers.
He has plenty of money, and money can make the world go round, and he can also get any information he wants.
Send the hacker the homepage of the person you owe, a message and half of the money.
——Find all his negative information and expose it online
The other party received it within seconds.
Xu Jinxiao was very satisfied. He exited the website and looked at Wen Xun.
Wen Xun was killing monsters and explaining from time to time.
Xu Jinxiao clicked into his live broadcast room and angrily gave three gifts: [Hug of Love], [Dream Castle], and [BMW Car].
The barrage of comments filled the screen, [Boss is generous!]
Wen Xun was stunned, turned to look at Xu Jinxiao, and shook his head at him.
Xu Jinxiao pretended not to see it.
Wen Xun thanked him helplessly.
[Did you notice that the boss's name is similar to that of the guy named Paintbrush from yesterday? Could they be the same person?]
[How could it be such a coincidence? It can’t be possible.]
The barrage discovered Xu Jinxiao's name and started discussing it.
Wen Xun sent out a red envelope, drawing the audience's attention back to the game.
Half an hour later, Wen Xun started the microphone connection and randomly selected one.
[Hello, Axun. What's up?]
Anchor Yu Yu took the initiative.
Wen Xun was furious.
[Wow, that queen voice! I’m so lucky to be able to cook dumplings.]
[Ahhh, this sounds great. Can the host connect with her every day?]
[Same as my ex-girlfriend’s voice]
[Is the person upstairs still asleep?]
The comments were all chattering about this female anchor.
However, some careful fans noticed something unusual.
[She's also level 60. How come the streamer has been consistently at level 60 these past few days? If you can't beat them, you won't get any more popularity.]
[And the host also lost an opportunity to max out the gifts, what a pity]
[Or maybe change the host]
Wen Xun saw their comments.
[That's it for today. Tomorrow I'll check the streamer's level before choosing a microphone.]
[Okay, the host is great. We also like to watch the girls with nice voices joining us from time to time.]
Wen Xun looked at his comments thoughtfully, it seemed that he had to choose a female anchor.
[Are you there, Anchor Axun?]
There was a hint of coldness in Yuyu's voice. The person opposite her actually ignored her.
[Sorry Yuyu, I was busy and didn’t hear you just now. Let’s have a PK.]
Yuyu on the opposite side looked relieved.
[It's okay, what do you want to PK?]
Wen Xun simply told her, and Yuyu was surprised.
[Are you serious? How about I give you thirty?]
Wen Xun smiled slightly. He knew the gap between him and level 60 was so big that even if he had 30 of them, he would not be able to beat them.
[No]
[Alright then, but I'll waive the punishment after the PK. Otherwise, wouldn't that be bullying you?]
As soon as Yu Yu finished speaking, fans from both sides praised her kindness.
Wen Xun smiled and said, "Okay."
Wen Xun clicked on PK, lowered his eyes and killed the monster seriously.
Wen Xun sat next to him and watched him compete in killing monsters.
Five minutes passed in a flash, and Wen Xun looked up at the score, 490:700.
[Ah Xun, you've done a great job. I definitely can't kill so many monsters at level 32. Don't doubt yourself.]
Yu Yu comforted him warmly.
Wen Xun simply thanked him and disconnected from Yu Yu.
Wen Xun glanced at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room. There were more than 400 people. There were 400 people before his PK, so it was an invalid PK.
[Don't be sad, anchor. Find an anchor of the same level tomorrow and immediately regain your confidence.]
[Yes, host, let's continue to kill monsters. As long as it's you, I support you~]
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