Underworld Live Broadcast: No Rewards? I'll Beat Your Ancestors Chapter 193

Chapter 193 Crazy water friends!

In the Qilin Hall, Ying Zheng, Qin Hao, and Meng Tian were puffing away smoke and chatting happily.

Suddenly,

Ying Zheng seemed to have something in his mind: "Hey, I have a very strange feeling, as if something is coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of light suddenly appeared in the space in front of Ying Zheng.

Then he saw a huge cardboard box appearing in front of everyone.

"this…"

“What is it?”

Ying Zheng was startled, and Meng Tian was also a little confused.

Only Qin Hao saw this familiar cardboard box and knew what was inside.

"Your Majesty, this is called red panda, and it is a kind of smoke that was burned for you by people in the underworld."

The brothers in the live broadcast room just now said they were going to burn cigarettes for the First Emperor. He saw it, but he didn't expect this big brother to be so awesome.

A whole box of red pandas.

Qin Hao opened the cardboard box. Good guy, it's the most expensive kind.

Yangjian costs 100 yuan per pack.

“A person in the world of the world should be given fever drops on their foreheads?”

Ying Zheng frowned, how could he be so good when people from the underworld burned something for him?

He has been dead for more than 2,000 years, and this is the first time he has received something burned for him from people in the mortal world.

Just after he finished speaking, Ying Zheng suddenly had another feeling: "Well, it feels like something is coming again..."

Before he finished speaking, another burst of light flashed, and then several sticks of smoke appeared in front of him.

Ying Zheng knew that the familiar packaging was cigarettes.

“This is Liqun…”

Introduced by Qin Hao.

Ying Zheng laughed loudly, as if he was very curious and happy: "Haha... interesting, interesting, how do people in this world know that they need cigarettes?"

“Because I am live broadcasting, Your Majesty, these are sent to you by my brothers in the live broadcast room.”

Ying Zheng and Meng Tian have no idea what live broadcast is.

Although there are mobile phones and even unlimited Internet in the underworld, Xianyang City does not have these things at all.

He was very curious: "Baby, is this a live broadcast?"

“Hehe…” Qin Hao grinned, holding his mobile phone, and asked Ying Zheng to look at the live broadcast room and explain to him.

"Your Majesty, look, this is the live broadcast room. The pictures on it are us, and these words are posted by people in the world of the world."

“Right now, in the world of the underworld, there are... uh... nearly 20 million people looking at us."

I don't know when, but the number of people in Qin Hao's live broadcast room has reached nearly 20 million.

And Qin Hao's current backstage balance in the live broadcast room is also very large, which can be converted into dirty money, which can reach 10,000 taels.

These are the rewards from water friends in the past few days, but Qin Hao has never withdrawn them.

Ying Zheng was very curious. He took the mobile phone from Qin Hao, looked at the live broadcast room, and marveled: "Can people in the world really see the forehead?"

“Yes, Your Majesty, just talk to them and they will find out.”

Qin Hao nodded.

Ying Zheng looked at his mobile phone and said hello with a serious look: "Well... I am Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin. Hello, all the dolls in the world."

In an instant.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is like crazy.

“Ancestor, I am your incompetent descendant who is not related by blood.”

“Woo woo woo, Brother Zheng said hello to me.”

“Hello, Your Majesty!”

“Hello, ancestors!”

The barrage in the live broadcast room is so crazy. It's completely invisible. It's all barrage.

Moreover, even Qin Hao's mobile phone was slightly laggy, which is enough to show how crazy the barrage was at this time.

“Interesting, interesting…”

Originally, Qin Hao thought that Ying Zheng couldn't understand the simplified Chinese characters on the barrage, but he seemed to be able to understand them.

Smiling even happier.

“Who gave me the cigarette just now? I like it very much. I'll reward it!”

After hearing what Ying Zheng said, the water friends became even more excited.

“Your Majesty, it's from me!”

“It's me, it's me, I'm getting ready to send it off.”

"Old ancestor, what are you going to reward me with? Why don't you go to Da Qin after I die and reward me with an official position?"

“Get out of here, that box of red pandas just now was obviously a gift from me.”

“Shit, if you say it's you, it's you.”

"Damn, it was really me, ancestor, I should have left a note with my name." "You guys wait, I'm going to burn it now."

"Okay, okay, do you think you can burn it?"

“Are you trying to compare your strength with me?”

“Huh…compared with me, Hua Qiang, do you have the strength?”

“Come on, let's see who is the best today!”

I don't know why, but the style of the live broadcast room changed instantly. Ying Zheng's compliment made the fans start an inexplicable comparison.

Ying Zheng still doesn't know how much pain his words will bring him.

But immediately, he felt it.

Only less than 10 minutes passed.

Ying Zheng suddenly felt something in his heart, and a feeling so strong that he blurted out: "Well, I feel like something is coming, and there are a lot of it!"

Just finished speaking.

　　Boom!

The space in front of Ying Zheng suddenly erupted with a burst of golden light that was so intense that it was blinding.

Subsequently,

Hurrah!

Like a hill, there are bars of cigarettes of various brands and prices, some in a bar and some in boxes.

In front of Ying Zheng, a hill of more than five meters was piled up.

“This…this…Eudiniang!”

Meng Tian was stunned. Seeing this horrific scene, he was speechless even when he opened his mouth.

Ying Zheng was also confused.

Qin Hao covered his mouth and snickered.

Grandpa, sensing your popularity, he picked up a cigarette with a passage on it.

“Ancestor, I am a pony, and my name is Hua Teng.”

“Ancestor, my name is Gu Xiaowu, you must remember me.”

“Ancestor, I am Liu Peiqie…”

“Don't give it away, don't give it away…”

“I can't finish my forehead...”

Ying Zheng quickly waved his hand to tell the water friends in the live broadcast room to stop. With so many cigarettes, he would have to smoke them for as long as he wanted.

“Did you hear that our ancestors said we should stop smoking?”

“Huh, since ancient times, tobacco and alcohol have been indistinguishable from one family to another. How can we live without alcohol if we have tobacco?”

“You're right, my dad still has Wuliangye in his collection.”

“Wuliangye is nothing, my grandfather has a few bottles of 30-year-old Moutai.”

“Okay, okay, you guys are playing like this, right? Then I have to take out the 1982 Lafite that my dad bought for 200.”

“Pull it down, smoke can burn it, but how can it burn wine?”

“Of course you idiots don't know how to burn it, but I have a way.”

"any solution?"

"No comment, just wait and see..."

It is actually very simple to burn smoke for people in the underworld, because the smoke is easy to burn.

But wine is not easy to burn.

Others also wanted to send Ying Zheng wine to the underworld so that he could taste the wine in the underworld.

But they don't know how to burn it.

But there are always smart people.

“Wow!”

A burst of light flashed in front of Ying Zheng, and then in his confused eyes, a box of Maotai liquor suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Damn it, this can be burned down, what kind of cleverness is this?”

Qin Hao was stunned.

How was this Nima wine burned?

He was curious.

“Is this wine?”

Ying Zheng's eyes widened.

"Your Majesty, this is the best wine in the world. Look at the wine and it says it was produced in 1989. This is an aged wine."

"It's so expensive, a bottle costs... Well, if you count it as dirty money, it's more than 30 taels."

This great smart man didn't know how to burn the wine. Qin Hao wanted to ask him how he did it.

And I also burned a box of such expensive Maotai.

If I know about it, will I skin you?

“More than 30 taels? It's really not cheap. Well, there's something written on it: My ancestors have made it clear to me. I, Chen Yuming, stole my father's wine to honor you.”

(End of this chapter)

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