I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"Why are you barking like a dog! Jiang Ye!" Hua Wuhui slammed the table and straightened his upper body.

"It's my first time seeing such a big pile of shit, so I'm excited."

Lu Ziye looked very confident, and Hua Wuhui knew in his heart that this guy was just pretending. He didn't know how scared he was of him, a millionaire internet celebrity.

He said these words to provoke him and make him lose his composure in front of his fans. He couldn't let his evil plan succeed.

"You have no manners. Daddy is too lazy to argue with you." Hua Wuhui raised his chin and looked at Lu Ziye on the screen with his nose raised. "Playing PK? How strong are you to even fight your father? How many people are there in your live broadcast room? Wow, 10,000 people. I have less than 20,000 people. I'm so scared."

"Thanks to you, most of them are your dogs. They are not tied up properly, so they run away and bark at my dog, and can't even find the way home. It would be a pity to kill such a mentally retarded dog. I think I'll send it to you to disgust you."

Lu Ziye spoke slowly and steadily, and the sound of the subwoofer made the ears of fans in the live broadcast room numb.

Including Wen Wan, she was wearing a black silk nightgown, holding her mobile phone in one hand and a high-heeled glass of sparkling water in the other. She took a sip and it tasted like champagne.

I walked barefoot on the Italian handmade carpet in the living room. It felt soft, like walking on cotton, and licked the peach-flavored sparkling water from the corner of my mouth.

I used to think Lu Ziye was the cool and arrogant guy who ignored people, but when he apologized later he seemed like a docile and obedient puppy. Now he looks like a wild and uncontrollable wolfdog.

"Your mouth stinks, you must have eaten feces." Hua Wuhui was furious, but he suppressed his out-of-control expression.

Lu Ziye smiled and said, "I'll eat you."

Hua Wuhui's fingers trembled as he pointed at Lu Ziye in the camera. "Dad won't argue with a villain like you. You came here to seek death, don't say Dad bullied you."

Lu Ziye complained in the live broadcast room.

"Wife, let's forget it. Although Hua Wuhui has a bad reputation in the cosplay circle, he's very resilient in the live streaming world thanks to his fans. We're only on the third day of live streaming."

"Hua Wu Zheng, number one on the Hua Wu Hui list, is said to be the younger sister of a high-ranking executive of Cool Entertainment, one of the top ten guilds in Shui Yin, and she's also a wealthy lady herself."

"So amazing! I went to his livestream and saw a bunch of level 60 guys and 72 guys spending over 10 million, but I didn't see Hua Wuzheng."

"Can we win? Isn't this just hitting a rock with an egg? Just forget it, kid. Don't be impulsive."

Lu Ziye was silent for a moment, then looked up at the camera. Wen Wan knew he was looking at her and asked her what she meant.

I looked at the time and it was 23:45, 15 minutes left until the next day.

"Level 50 Wanwan: The overall leaderboard after playing for 15 minutes."

"You're crazy, sister. I admit that you're awesome at level 50, but you spent less than a fraction of what others have. How can you beat them? Isn't this just sending your son to be humiliated in front of others?"

"Wife, be obedient. We won't play."

Hua Wuhui’s fans directly cursed Lu Ziye on the public screen.

"Yo yo yo, you're already scared before it even starts? ? Level 50? This is hilarious. You're acting like a big sister here, and you dare even insult us Wuhui. If the Jade Emperor knew about this, he'd laugh his teeth off."

"What kind of person is this? Tsk, it's nothing special. It looks so ugly with its face covered."

"You're selling yourself out and still hiding it. Is level 50 that high? We have a whole bunch of people in our family, and we can drown you with our spit."

Hua Wuhui looked at the exciting cursing on the public screen and decided to teach Lu Ziye, that bitch, a lesson today.

He glanced at Lu Ziye with disdain, "What? You don't even dare to play with me?"

"Your dog is barking wildly on my public screen. Is the rope not strong enough? I have a rope specially made for tying up mad dogs. Would you like me to give you some?" Lu Ziye didn't wait for Hua Wuhui to speak and continued, "Fight on the overall leaderboard. If you lose in 15 minutes, don't let your dog appear in my live broadcast room again."

Hua Wuhui sneered, lose?

There is no way he can lose. If he loses, the punishment is just a matter of words. He will pretend to ask fans not to do this, and what do they want to do has nothing to do with him.