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

Hearing Lu Ziye's obviously frustrated words, Wen Wan knew that this person thought she couldn't swipe anymore, so she simply sent a message.

"Level 52 Wanwan: Thank you after you win."

Wen Wan's words caused a huge uproar.

Many unknown passers-by who came here because of the Shuiyin platform sighed when they saw Wen Wan’s shameless words.

"I've never seen anyone this crazy. Defending a city by himself? A level 50 player taking on a group of level 60+ bosses. A lone hero?"

"This big sister named Wanwan is so arrogant. She's determined to win. Look, the other team's points have increased again, 1000 million! How crazy!"

"The number one Hua Wu Zheng on the opposite side is here, she's here, she's bringing her gifts, this is the real boss!"

"Level 73 Hua Wu Zheng has such a strong sense of oppression. I feel like the whole air is still when she appears!"

At this moment in Hua Wuhui's live broadcast room, the carnival special effects followed one after another without any sign of stopping.

"Sister Zheng, welcome home. Sister Zheng is awesome on the public screen, please refresh it." Hua Wuhui clapped and shouted excitedly.

The atmosphere group behind Hua Wuhui danced passionately, shouting in unison, "Welcome Sister Zheng home, Sister Zheng is beautiful, Sister Zheng is pretty, may Sister Zheng prosper and shine brightly all year round..."

A floating screen.

"Level 73 Hua Wu Zheng: What kind of people are you? How dare you bully me!"

"He came to beat me up. Luckily, Sister Zheng came. Otherwise, who knows how he would have bullied me."

Hua Wuhui said aggrievedly.

Seeing the extra 1000 million points, he felt proud and wanted to suppress Lu Ziye's momentum and have some fun with him, but he didn't expect him to be so useless.

Thank you for your acceptance, hahaha.

"With Sister Zheng here, I'm not afraid of anything. I've arranged a whole little show for Sister Zheng, just for you. I've been waiting for you these past two days."

"Level 73 Hua Wu Zheng: Let's see."

"Order."

Lin Zheng'er looked at Hua Wuhui who was busy running around for her in the live broadcast room, and she felt a little better about the anger she felt from Shixu.

See? As long as she moves her fingers lightly, it doesn’t matter if she has millions of fans and is an internet celebrity, they will still kneel down and lick her ass.

There are 5 minutes left in the PK time, and it is almost midnight in Kyoto time.

"The system has been automatically upgraded successfully. The current level is 5. You can spend 3 million to bind your male god. It will take effect the next day."

"The system consumption amount is effective. The current consumption amount for binding a male god is 3 million."

The system prompts too quickly, and it takes only 2 seconds after midnight the next day to complete the prompt.

Wen Wan felt sleepy and someone handed him a pillow.

I saw the top lady on the opposite list, Hua Wu Zheng, level 73, coming.

I thought she was going to touch her little treasury today.

A false alarm.

Very good, dream love.

If the system had a physical body, she would definitely give it a big kiss.

The system seemed to sense her thoughts and warned her.

"Violating the system is a violation of the rules. Please be cautious, host."

"Okay." Wen Wan put down the goblet he was playing with.

Lu Ziye was in despair, Hua Wuhui was proud, and Lin Zheng'er was secretly happy.

"Level 52 Wanwan gave the anchor emo version of Lu Ziye*400"

Wen Wan threw out 400 carnivals, which stunned both sides' live broadcast rooms.

There was silence on both sides for a while.

"Late... late... 400 Carnivals, thank you sister! Thank you! Oh my God." Lu Zi's wild and cool expression became stunned, and he couldn't express his thanks clearly.

"Sister! Me!"

The shock Wen Wan brought to him became greater and greater. At the beginning, there were 10 carnivals, then 100, and now 400!

120 million! 120 million RMB!

It would take him many years of hard work to earn 120 million.

"Wanwan! Not Wan, Sister Wan! Does your family run a banknote printing factory?!"

"Don't stop me, I want to give birth to a baby for Mr. Wan!"

"Sister, sister, look at me, I don't want 400, I don't want 100, I only want 9.9!"

"I'm jealous! Girls, I'm a little jealous of my wife. Why don't you choose me? I'm really good at posing."

"Teacher Lu's eyes were red with emotion. She spent a fortune on a handsome man. I want to support this couple. Ye Wan, Ye Wan, Ye Ye! !"

"Cool and crybaby male anchor vs. the rich and inhumane big sister on the pet list! Lock them up!"

"Impossible!" Hua Wuhui stared with horror.

How could a small fry at level 50 throw more than 500 Huazi in one breath? Even a big guy at level 70 or above wouldn't dare to do that.