"Liar! It's you! You fucking son of a bitch! Give me back my money!" A young man pointed at Zhao Si and cursed loudly, his face flushed and veins bulging, looking like he wanted to bite him to death.
"Who the hell are you calling a jerk, you idiot?"
"Fuck you, you're the son of a bitch!"
"You're such a poor bastard, you're still so rich that you can be scammed. Are you here to blackmail me?!"
When the fans heard the man scolding Zhao Si, they became even angrier and rushed to fight back. For a moment, Zhao Si's mind was filled with swear words, which made his head buzz.
Zhao Si tried his best to stop the two groups of people who were eager to fight. At this time, it seemed that it didn't matter whether he was scolded or not. The two sides had to fight before they would stop.
Zhao Si slightly mobilized his internal energy, shaking off the people he had separated from him, who were still stretching out their limbs to scratch and kick each other. He asked the person who had scolded him first, "Why did you call me a liar?"
"How dare you ask that? You bastard, you even cheated my mom out of her pension money!"
Zhao Si frowned, clearly upset by the man's indiscriminate insults. His tone cooled, "I'm not cheating people out of money. I'm just performing. Everyone gives me tips voluntarily. If you feel you've been cheated, I can return the money to you."
The man was surprised by Zhao Si's good attitude. He was stunned for a moment and then said, "Okay! Then give it back to me!"
After saying that, the man arrogantly took out his cell phone to show Zhao Si and everyone else. He looked directly into Zhao Si's eyes, obviously not believing that Zhao Si would pay back the money.
On the phone were screenshots of the man's mother's money transfers, some to Old Man Chen, and some to the anchor in the live broadcast room. In just over half a month, the total amount was as high as four or five thousand.
Zhao Si didn't recognize these things, nor could he understand them, but he looked at them very carefully. Seeing that he didn't move or speak for a long time, the man thought he was right! This guy is a liar! He was lying about paying him back!
While Zhao Si was watching intently, the man suddenly rushed over, grabbed his collar, clenched his fist and punched him in the face. The sudden change made Zhao Si's fans panic again. They all wanted to rush over and beat the man, and his accomplices also joined the fray.
In an instant, the situation was completely out of control.
That man was no match for Zhao Si, but Zhao Si knew at a glance that he was just an ordinary citizen who had never practiced martial arts. How could Zhao Si really fight him? He could only control him while trying not to hurt him.
Although the man had no martial arts skills, he was big and strong and full of brute force. By the time Zhao Si took some time to control him, the two groups had already started fighting.
The group he brought with him were all similar in size, all tall and strong, looking tough. But they were no match for Zhao Si's fans, who outnumbered them. One against one wasn't enough, but two or three against one was definitely enough. Furthermore, most of Zhao Si's fans were women, so the men couldn't really kill them. So, in the end, neither side gained an advantage, and the situation became a stalemate.
Zhao Si wanted to separate them and stop them from fighting, but looking at the chaotic scene before him, he didn't know how to start. Just as he was hesitating, a sound of "Wa'erla wa'erla" suddenly came from the distance.
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