Chapter 8, Next one, please

The expression on the face of the miserable female monkey was as if she had eaten shit, and she could no longer maintain her previous calm expression.

"Mom, what you said...what you said is...all true?"

On the other side, the miserable female monkey's mother couldn't help but complain: "I don't know what you have done since you were a child. If you weren't your father and I's biological child, you would still be alive and would have been strangled to death by me."

The miserable female monkey was still unwilling to give up: "When I was a child, you slapped me in front of all my friends, and then my friends didn't play with me anymore. What happened?"

The aunt on the other side was almost laughing with anger: "Speaking of this makes me angry. I was taking a bath, and you brought a group of boys to peek at me taking a bath. I... When my mother was bathing, she turned around and saw several heads. She was almost scared to death. I wanted to chop you off at that time. If it weren't for your father, you would never have survived my clutches."

After saying that, she smiled coldly: "Heh, why don't your friends want to play with you? Who doesn't have a girl to play with you when you peek at other people bathing? It's good enough that they didn't beat you up together."

The miserable mother monkey hesitated for a long time before saying: "Why did my family not send me to learn painting when I was a child even though they had the conditions? My sister likes dancing, so they directly enrolled her in so many tutoring classes."

"Painting? Haha!"

The aunt on the other side seemed to be even angrier: "Who is so good as to paint with urine? Your mother and your father went out to discuss a business, and when we came back, my house was full of paintings you painted with feces and urine. The walls, quilts, and everything that could be used were all painted with feces and urine. At that time, the neighbors next door came to ask if our toilet exploded. I hated you so much that I didn't beat you to death at that time."

The pitiful mother monkey didn't dare to ask.

"Hahaha, mom, you go play mahjong first, I have something to do here..."

After that, she decisively hung up the phone, looking at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, her eyes were a little dull.

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room was full of hahahaha.

[I am so filial! 】

【Filial piety makes one strong. As expected, he is a biological child. Only then can Brother Monkey live to this day】

【It turns out that there is a reason why Brother Monkey is a funny blogger, because he himself is a joke】

【Hahahahahahahahaha…】

【Hahahahaha…】

【You upstairs are making my eyes hurt】

…

Mu Li smiled as he looked at the miserable female monkey opposite him: "What else do you have? Anything you want to ask?"

The miserable female monkey shook her head. Now he had no desire to live and looked like he was dying.

The laughter on the bullet screens of the two live broadcast rooms had already filled the screen.

Mu Li held back his laughter: "You have had a smooth life, a harmonious family, no major disasters, and a thriving career. Apart from some jokes, there is nothing to pay attention to."

The miserable mother monkey has a very decent face. From his previous videos, he would stand up every time there was a major disaster in the country.

He either donated money or materials, or he would go to the disaster area as a volunteer. His parents also often do charity work, and his sister even went to the mountainous areas to teach.

The whole family is good people, and the days ahead will not be too bad.

The miserable mother monkey nodded and was about to hang up the live broadcast.

She has not yet recovered from the shock of today's events, and now she has no intention of broadcasting live.

She has become a complete joke. Although it is funny, why is she so depressed?

At first, I just wanted the show effect, but I didn't expect that I would become the show effect.

"Thank you, anchor, anchor, you are really accurate..."

The miserable mother monkey gritted her teeth when she said this.

Later, she hung up the connection directly.

Mu Li looked at the screen with only her face, and looked at it strangely.

There are still more than 5,000 people in the live broadcast room. Mu Li curiously clicked left and right on it.

I don't know what happened, but I clicked on the beauty function, and Mu Li turned the beauty function to the maximum.

The originally beautiful face instantly turned into a goblin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, just like the snake spirit in Calabash Brothers.

Mu Li was shocked when he saw the face on the screen.

"Where did this snake spirit come from, why don't you surrender quickly!"

Later, after being taught by the audience in the live broadcast room, Mu Li finally became familiar with the live broadcast software.

"Is there anyone who wants to have their fortune told? 500 per fortune. I'll tell two more fortunes today and then I'll go off the air."

There was constant discussion in the bullet screen, but no one tried.

Small gifts kept flying across the screen, but Mu Li was not in a hurry.

After a while, a man named "Wei Ge" swiped a rocket worth 1,000 yuan.

Mu Li soon saw him in the application connection.

After a while, his face appeared on the screen.

He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He looked very elegant and gave people a very comfortable feeling.

He greeted Mu Li as soon as he came up.

"Hello, little girl. I want to ask if you can tell fortunes here?"

Mu Li looked at the face of the person in front of him. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, replaced by cold words.

"I can tell anything. What do you want to ask?"

Wei Ge found a place to sit down. Only then did everyone see the background.

It was a very large office. The furnishings inside the office were particularly exquisite. It looked like he should be a big boss.

[I remember, this person is the biggest contractor here. My brother works in a project under him.

] [Oh my God, he has met a big boss.]

[Contractor, how rich he must be.]

[Dad, look at me, I am your long-lost son.]

...

Wei Ge saw the comments in the barrage, all of which were praising himself, and he unconsciously showed a proud smile on his face.

Mu Li ignored the comments in the barrage and stared at Wei Ge.

"Little girl, I just want to figure out what's going on with me recently. I always feel that nothing I do is going well. When I went out to work today, a basin suddenly fell from the sky and almost hit me on the head. And more..."

Wei Ge talked about the bad things that happened in the past few days. In fact, he has invited several masters to come over in the past few days, but none of them could find any problems.

It was not easy to watch short videos in the company and saw such a fortune-telling live broadcast. This is to

try it out. Anyway, it's only 1,000 yuan. If the girl can't tell the truth, I will get 5,000 yuan for free.

"Don't you know why you've been so unlucky recently? I thought you knew the reason." Mu Li looked coldly at the man in front of him, or rather the woman behind him.

The woman was wearing a red dress, floating behind Viagra, punching and kicking Viagra fiercely, with black mist flying all over her body, which was very permeable.