Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

As soon as the thought popped up in my mind, the effect of good fortune was triggered, and a half-hour countdown appeared above the system screen in my mind.

In addition, Feng Jun also used his system points to redeem some system coupons such as advanced equipment special effect coupons and advanced equipment stunt coupons, and used them directly on those equipment.

Seeing the countdown begin, Feng Jun did not stop at all. His hand speed reached the maximum at this moment, and he frantically clicked on the pictures of magic weapons or magic treasures one by one.

Soon, truckloads of equipment were thoroughly inspected in front of Feng Jun.

After finishing the identification of the hardware of several cars, Feng Jun did not stop clicking the mouse, but took out the summoned beast embryos that had been prepared long ago.

The monster refining interface was opened, and embryos were quickly filled into both sides of the monster refining column. With the click of the mouse, news of successful monster refining appeared above Feng Jun's computer screen.

Feng Jun did not look at the qualifications and attributes of these embryos, but instead took the time to continue refining the monsters.

Feng Jun's fingers seemed to be nailed to the mouse, mechanically repeating the actions of dragging objects and clicking to confirm.

It was not until the last set of monster refining interfaces dimmed and the countdown in his mind returned to zero that Feng Jun fell heavily into the gaming chair, the back of his neck already soaked with cold sweat.

"Squeak--" The door of the box was roughly pushed open, and four figures came in with a strong smell of tobacco and perfume. The young man in the lead was wearing limited edition AJs, and the big gold chain around his neck was so dangling that people couldn't open their eyes: "Damn it, that bastard store manager said there are no private rooms? I'm spending money here, how can he fool me?"

"That's right. There's only one person in this box. What right does he have to occupy the entire box by himself? Does he really think that I, Brother Hao, am a soft persimmon?" A man with red side bangs shouted arrogantly.

The Internet cafe owner rushed in with his back hunched, his eyes behind his glasses swiveling in panic. He loosened his tie, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he kept saying, "Brother Hao, calm down! This Jun paid the full amount in advance last month, and the contract clearly states that this private room is for exclusive use within a month. Even if no one is there on weekdays, this private room still belongs to Jun..."

Before the Internet cafe owner finished speaking, the red-haired young man kicked the computer desk, and the mechanical keyboard "crashed" into pieces. The huge monitor also completely shattered, and it turned pitch black in an instant.

Even the computer in front of Feng Jun was affected to a certain extent, and the logged-in account was instantly disconnected.

Looking at the sudden scene in front of him, Feng Jun frowned slightly. He did not expect that someone would break into his box, and this group of young people in front of him seemed to be used to being arrogant and domineering.

They started to act without saying a word, with such an arrogant attitude, as if the whole world belonged to them.

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, calm down. This place is really booked by Brother Jun. You are looking for a private room. I will see if I can help you find another place." The Internet cafe owner seemed to know the young man's background. Even though the computer in the private room was kicked and broken, the Internet cafe owner still did not dare to get angry.

"Get lost, I want this box today. So-and-so, I'm giving you two choices. Either we carry you out of here, or you leave on your own accord and give the box to us." The young man named Brother Hao looked at Feng Jun arrogantly and said.

When Feng Jun heard what the young man said, a hint of anger appeared on his face. Ever since Fantasy Westward Journey was restarted, Feng Jun's live broadcast platform has become bigger and bigger, and now Feng Jun's own business is also thriving.

I don’t know how long it has been since anyone dared to be so arrogant in front of me.

You know, Feng Jun is no ordinary anchor now. Having developed three companies, Xingchen Entertainment, Zishanjia Clothing and Lin Zhenxuan, Feng Jun is also considered a very outstanding entrepreneur in Lancheng today.

Feng Jun even held a meeting with the leadership team of Lancheng a few days ago to discuss the expansion of Zishanjia Clothing and Lin Zhenxuan. As for Xingchen Entertainment, it directly acquired a piece of land from the city and planned to use it to build the Xingchen Entertainment Building. Currently, the entire building is planned to be built with 66 floors, and the height is tentatively set at around 200 meters.

It can be said that Feng Jun's status in Lancheng is quite high. In this small piece of land, Feng Jun still has absolute say.

"You want me to get out? This is my box. You're making trouble here, so you should be the one to get out." Feng Jun stared at the four people in front of him with cold eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. Do you know who our Brother Hao is?" The red-haired man, who is Brother Hao's lackey, shouted arrogantly.

However, just as the red-haired man finished speaking, he was kicked hard by someone. He staggered accidentally and fell to his knees in front of Feng Jun.

"Damn it, who kicked me?" The red-haired man looked disheveled and roared with his eyes wide open.

However, what was waiting for the red-haired man was a dense rain of fists. He didn't know when the outside of the box was already crowded with people. Many young people who were playing games in the hall came into the box as soon as possible, especially when they saw the arrogant and domineering look of Brother Hao and the red-haired man.

None of these customers could stand it, so they started fighting directly, punching and kicking Brother Hao and his four companions.

"Damn it, you're bullying my brother Jun? I'll kill you, why are you pretending to be so arrogant? Who do you think you are?"

"Although we usually call the unlucky anchor a scumbag, we can only say it among ourselves, what kind of shit are you?"

"If you dare to touch my son, I will kill you."

"I've disliked those bastards for a long time. Just now, when they passed by me, they spat betel nut on my chair. Damn them."

Many of the people who took action attacked several men viciously while cursing at the same time without stopping for the moment.

This sudden scene not only stunned Feng Jun, but even the Internet cafe owner was stunned.

After a long while, the Internet cafe owner finally came to his senses and hurriedly ran forward to stop the group of people who were venting their anger. Even Feng Jun rushed forward to stop the group of people.

It turns out that quite a few people in the Internet cafe are fans of Feng Jun. After all, Fantasy Westward Journey is so popular now, and Feng Jun, as a top anchor, has a huge number of fans.

Many fans knew that Feng Jun was in this Internet cafe. Now they saw that Feng Jun was about to be bullied by someone. None of those young and energetic fans could bear it.