Feng Shui live broadcast: A haunted house worth 50 million is not worth living in

Some comments filled with obscene language gradually rose up on the screen.

Chen Yile was stunned for a moment, and found that more than a hundred people had entered his live broadcast room without him knowing when, and the number was still increasing.

These……

Are you all fans of Haoge?

Chen Yile pursed his lips and was about to explain, but unexpectedly, the screen suddenly flashed and Haoge's avatar suddenly jumped up, as if he was really going to connect with him.

After thinking for a moment, I clicked accept.

Brother Hao and the Dabieye behind him suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yile.

"Oh, you're really brave. I was afraid you wouldn't dare to answer it."

"Brother, I've always been a stickler for justice, never bullying the weak. Just now, you left a message in my livestream, saying my new house is haunted. You're spreading rumors for the sole purpose of gaining traffic. I'm telling you, I can call the police and have you arrested."

"Now, on behalf of the family in the live broadcast room, I want to ask you, what gives you the right to say that? Could it be that you are a liar who deceives people everywhere and really thinks you are a master?"

As soon as the microphone was connected, Brother Hao started to act aggressively with his big face.

And that's how much effort it takes.

The number of people in Chen Yile's live broadcast room has been increasing rapidly, and has directly risen to more than 2,000 people. But unfortunately, most of them are black fans, and a very small number are spectators who do not know the truth.

"I'm telling the truth. I'm a Feng Shui master."

Chen Yile was a little unhappy after being bullied at the door.

I thought to myself, I gave you a tip with good intentions, and it would be fine if you didn't appreciate it, but you're taking advantage of your status as a big anchor to cyberbully me?

"Bullshit, you're just a jerk, and you're so green and naive, yet you dare to call yourself a master?"

"Brother Hao, I'm a traitor. I only trust my brothers and money. Don't try to scare me with your tricks. I won't fall for them."

"You said you're a Feng Shui master. Well, then tell me what you're capable of. Show it to the people in the live studio."

"If you can figure it out, I'll naturally let you go. I'll even give you gifts and apologize to you on the spot. But if you can't figure it out..."

Brother Hao sneered, puffed up his cheeks and shouted.

The already chaotic live broadcast room was like a powder keg being lit after his words, and the screen was bombarded with barrages of comments. Fortunately, the Douyin live broadcast room has a keyword filtering system.

But Chen Yile could understand it even if he just thought about it with his butt.

That series of XXXX garbled characters definitely do not represent any friendly and beautiful words.

but……

"You really want me to say that?"

Chen Yile raised his eyebrows.

"What, are you scared?"

"If you're scared, kowtow to us, the Hao Family Army, and then quit the live streaming industry. I, Hao Ge, won't argue with you. Otherwise... hmph."

Brother Hao raised his fist in protest.

I'm not afraid of shit.

Chen Yile sneered, his eyes swept across Haoge's face, and he spoke.

"Your real name is Liu Dazhuang, from Haocheng County in Northeast China. You're thirty-seven years old and come from a peasant family..."

"At seventeen, I was sentenced to three years of reeducation through labor in a juvenile detention center for attempted robbery. After my release, I became a street urchin, doing nothing all day long, and getting into fights was a common occurrence."

"He was later detained for theft. After the rise of the internet, he thrived on live streaming by boasting about his wealth, and his net worth exceeded 100 million yuan through live streaming sales."

"You still like C fans, and you like JK little loli the most. I can't tell, Haoge is still strong at his old age."

"As for my ID number or something, I won't report it."

Chen Yile speaks very fast.

In the blink of an eye, Hao Ge's financial situation was completely revealed. The live broadcast room was quiet for a moment, and then it suddenly exploded.

"666, the anchor brags without thinking. Is he telling fortunes or checking household registration? He's even been to a juvenile detention center."

“The anchor understands live streaming.”

"Good fellow, I'm calling you good fellow. I, an old lady, don't accept it unless I accept it. You can tell my face by just opening your mouth. You even know this. Why don't you just go up to heaven and report Brother Hao's ID number directly?"

"It's obvious he's a liar."

"Don't spread rumors, don't believe them. Who is Haoge? How could he be a street urchin? Even if that's the case, Haoge is a hidden dragon in the abyss. Damn it, I don't believe it!"

"Hao's army is ready, big brother is in trouble, all the sources are coming, explode him for me."

The crowd was excited and all kinds of monsters came out.

They didn't believe a single punctuation mark in Chen Yile's words. You said you were a Feng Shui master and could tell fortunes live, everyone understood that, but who has ever seen someone tell fortunes by directly reading out someone's ID number?

The barrage took off instantly.

On the other hand, Brother Hao was completely confused.

He had originally planned to firmly deny whatever the other small anchor said, and then wait until things got serious before he would show mercy and let the other party go, thus earning a lot of traffic.

But he didn't expect that the other party's words were so insightful that they completely confused him.

Yes, absolutely correct, not a single word wrong.

Even his sexual fetish of liking C fans was revealed.

Can this really be calculated?

If he didn't know that his personal information would not be leaked, and he would never hear it from a small anchor, Haoge would have thought that the other party was from the relevant department investigating him.

This guy, does he really have any skills?

"Did you really calculate this?"

Brother Hao hesitated for a moment, his face looking as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

"What? You really want me to show you your ID card?"

"610xxx..."

pity.

Chen Yile had just reported half of his ID number when the usually steady Haoge suddenly stood up, his hands shaking.

Carnival X1!

Carnival X1!

Carnival X1!

The three carnivals floated up, shocking the live broadcast room.

The netizens who had followed the Haojia Army to blast Chen Yile were all fucking crazy. They thought to themselves what the hell was Haoge up to? Why did he give gifts to a small anchor? Didn’t we agree to kill anyone who stands in our way and spread the reputation of our Haojia Army?

But their eyes were fixed on the screen of Haoge's live broadcast room.

Everyone was stunned.

At this moment, Brother Hao's eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be in a bad state.

Thinking about the three carnivals that Haoge had just given out in the other party’s live broadcast room, the fans intuitively thought of an impossible fact and were stunned.

Damn it...

What the fuck is going on.

Could it be that this guy guessed right?

No way.

The live broadcast room was quiet for a full second, and then the barrage of comments started flying, and the subtitles were overwhelmed.

"Brother Hao!"

"What's going on? Did he really tell me that?"

"No way! How could my Hao brother be such a person?"

"But Haoge directly gave gifts, isn't that a disguised admission of guilt?"

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