Underworld Live Broadcast: No Rewards? I'll Beat Your Ancestors Chapter 121

Chapter 121 I thought I, Song Hui, was enough to show off. Are you more pretentious than me?

"Who are you?"

Song Hui didn't know where this place was, but at this time, his consciousness was very clear.

Is it a dream?

Can one have such a clear consciousness while dreaming?

"You don't need to care who I am, you just need to know that the Song family is in the underworld and I will protect them."

“I will let you live as long as the Song family lives, and die if I let you die!”

The man standing with his hands behind his back did not turn around, but his tone was indifferent, with an unspeakable aura.

“Fuck, so pretentious.”

As a second-generation black man who has been showing off all the time, Song Hui knew that he was also a regular show-off as soon as he heard this person's words.

But it's your **** fault for pretending to be cool in front of grandpa.

If Song Hui in the past had seen someone pretending to be like this, he would have scolded him without saying a word.

“Hmm, did Brother Hao kill his father? Probably not. Did he steal his wife?”

"what should I do?"

At this time, shouldn't you kneel down and beg me?

Let Brother Hao take care of you, you are still pretending to be cool in front of me.

Hurry, beg me!

“It seems that my brother Hao is doing quite well in the underworld.”

"You are totally wrong to think this way. I come to you today to avenge you."

Although he didn't kneel down as expected, the man seemed to be very satisfied with his attitude.

“Wo Ri, this grandson is so good at pretending.”

For someone like you, in the novel, you are just a brainless villain, and the final result is that you are casually crushed to death by the protagonist.

He also somewhat understood that this guy was probably not a human being, and he must have something to do with him.

Hunting for your grandma, I have decided to hang out with Brother Hao.

Ask carefully and understand the other person's purpose first.

The man shook his head and said calmly: "I said, your Song family will be protected by me. As long as you obey, I will guarantee your Song family's prosperity in the underworld."

Help me too.

Song Hui was also very 'sensible' and immediately bent over to please him.

Hearing his words, the man seemed to have expected what he would say.

Sure enough,

"Otherwise, how could this **** fool me? I wouldn't dare to seek revenge from him."

"I think you must have resentment, but you can't go against Qin Hao."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a confident expression on his face, and he said: "Of course I know that you are just a mortal and have no ability, so I am here, right?"

Song Hui's eyes flashed. He will find out your identity first, and then I will go find Brother Hao and tell him.

Song Hui already knew that this man was Qin Hao's enemy in the underworld. He didn't have the ability to seek revenge from him, so he wanted to create trouble for Qin Hao through himself.

“So you must be grateful and reverent towards me.”

“Ahem…please teach me, brother!”

　　Bah!

You think all my years of reading novels are in vain.

"possible…"

Song Hui was filled with disdain. He thought he was already very good at showing off.

"Brother, to be honest, I want to take revenge on Qin Hao, but he is a ghost. I, an ordinary person, dare not."

What the man said next confirmed Song Hui's thoughts.

"I know that you were bullied by that ghost named Qin Hao. If it weren't for my protection, your ancestors of the Song family in the underworld would have been killed by Qin Hao long ago."

With this thought in his mind, Song Hui remained calm on the surface and asked curiously.

“Do I, the Song family, have any grudge against you?”

　　But the strongest has its own strong hand, and showing off is better than showing off.

If you can help me, can my father spend 50 million to help me settle my affairs?

Damn it, you can really pretend.

Song Hui complained in his heart, but didn't show it.

But he has grown up after having just experienced a "painful" lesson.

“What does this brother want from me?”

“Don't worry, since I'm here to find you, I'll naturally make you angry.”

　　It's not like you, a little trash, are so incompetent that you still protect the Song family?

"When Qin Hao died, it was said that the body had not been buried yet. I want you to bring his body to this place. Someone will naturally contact you then."

The man did not turn around, he just threw a piece of paper casually, and the paper flew directly into Song Hui's hand.

There is an address above it.

“Remember him, find Qin Hao's body, and take him there.”

"understand?"

Song Hui nodded, feeling very disdainful of this man's behavior.

Although I, Song Hui, am a **** and have done all kinds of bad things, I am not so bad as to dig up people's bones and smash them into ashes.

This person obviously targeted Qin Hao's body.

How shameless.

“Remember.” Song Hui nodded.

"Well, you'd better not have any small thoughts. If you can't complete this matter, then... your ancestors of the Song family in the underworld."

“All will die!”

After saying that, the man was ready to leave.

But at this time, Song Hui suddenly stopped him: "This brother's great kindness will never be forgotten by me. If you dare to ask the benefactor's name, I will go back to make a shrine for the benefactor and worship it every day!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The man's body suddenly stopped, he didn't know what he thought of, and an expression of relief suddenly appeared on his face.

“It's okay to tell you that I, Lu Zixuan, am the eldest son of Lu Pan, the Inspector of the Underworld.”

Having said that,

His figure disappeared.

The next moment, Song Hui suddenly woke up and found himself lying on the bed, with cold sweat on his face and body. The wound on his back where his father had slapped him was stained with sweat. He started to cry out in pain.

“Ouch…it hurts me to death.”

But immediately Song Hui remembered what had just happened.

That was not a dream just now, it was too clear.

And in his hand, a piece of paper appeared with an address written on it.

“It's definitely not a dream, it's real…”

“Lu Zixuan? What the **** are you talking about? You're such a stupid person, I don't care who you are.”

“Want to take advantage of me? Eat shit!”

Song Hui snorted coldly. The man named Lu Zixuan was not a good person and wanted to use him to deal with Qin Hao.

But I, Song Hui, am so smart, and my life is precious.

"But if he fails to complete the task, it would be a bad thing if he really kills my uncle, second uncle, grandpa and the others."

“No, we must contact Brother Hao as soon as possible and ask him for help.”

Young Master Song felt that he had abandoned evil for good, abandoned darkness for light, and was like a prodigal son who would not be able to exchange for gold when he turned around.

From now on, he vowed that he would never do bad things again. He must help the old lady cross the road every day and save the women who stumbled in the club.

Originally, he wanted to tell his father about it, but then he thought, if his father knew about it, he would do it according to the man's wishes.

That's bad.

So Song Hui decided not to tell his father.

The second day.

The curfew was over, and Qin Hao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

"Although the cultivation speed is very slow, resting is a good way. It will be dawn in the blink of an eye."

Normal cultivation will increase your cultivation very slowly, but it can restore your spirit.

After getting up, I brushed my teeth and washed my face as usual, and then went to the door to buy some breakfast.

Qin Hao started the live broadcast as usual.

“Damn it, Haozi, you don't have martial ethics!!”

“The live broadcast was suddenly turned off yesterday. I have been waiting for you all night.”

“That's right, the live broadcast was suddenly turned off yesterday, which kept me awake all night.”

“I watched the live broadcast yesterday and fell asleep in front of the computer.”

“Brother Hao, can you please say something next time I broadcast!”

“I thought you were blocked again.”

There are not many people in the live broadcast room, but there are more than 1 million people, and after Qin Hao started broadcasting, the number of people is increasing crazily.

After a while, it exceeded 7 million.

“Hey, the number of people in this live broadcast has increased again…”

Qin Hao remembers that when he broadcast live before, the highest number of people was only about 6 million.

Although the shark is a big platform, if people don't come in to take a look, you can't help it, right?

In this way, Qin Hao's live broadcast room also has the largest number of people on the Shark platform.

“Haha, I had something to do yesterday, so I didn't notify you of the broadcast.”

“I'm sorry, everyone.”

Qin Hao explained that he was a little embarrassed to temporarily stop broadcasting yesterday.

“Is an apology enough?”

“Apologizing works, why do we need the police?”

“Yesterday you dared to go off the air suddenly, will you dare not to go on air next time?”

“That's right, this matter is not easy to handle. Brother Hao, just figure it out.”

The water friends started to make noises one after another.

Qin Hao curled his lips, you guys are really good at this.

Don't you just want benefits?

He thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this. I'll give you a gift. Of course, I'm a dead guy and don't have much money."

“Just give everyone a chance to catch ghosts.”

(End of this chapter)

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