Every live broadcast will be beaten to death[Comprehensive]

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"Don't—don't fight! This is someone else's house! Hey! If you want to fight, move somewhere!!!"

The family's residence was so big, and it was obvious from a glance that they were very rich, and being rich meant...they couldn't afford to pay for the house.

no! ! !How many buildings have been destroyed in this world, I really thought they were here for demolition!

The anchor refuses to take on huge debts. Although he can transfer a large sum of money from the bank or a super-rich family without blinking an eye, as a good person with high morals, how can he get something for nothing.

The woods rising from the ground smashed the debris of the building, and a big dog that was countless times larger than ordinary pets rushed over fiercely, but it didn't bark at Uchiha Madara, who was much smaller than it. Blood red eyes stared over.

The big dog pounced and didn't dare to run away. Such an astonishingly large man was lying on the ground whining, his fur was about to explode, and he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Host: "..."

Seeing this scene, he finally understood why the tailed beast inside Little Red Hair went crazy when he heard Uchiha Madara's name. The heroic appearance of the tailed beast back then must have been more ferocious than it is now.

It's a pity that the two who were having a good fight didn't hear the anchor's expected call at all.

With an indifferent face, the anchor decided to rescue the people first, and then used violence to throw them into a corner where no one was around and slipped away quietly... But before he could do anything, he heard an earth-shattering soprano scream.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Covering his ears subconsciously, the anchor looked along the sound source and found that he didn't have to dig out the innocent host's house from the ruins—of course, it seemed that he couldn't slip away quietly.

Not far behind him, the hostess raised her skirt and screamed at the ruins. She seemed so excited that she couldn't say anything specific, just kept ah ah ah ah.

"Stop barking, Kiqiu." The silver-haired man who was supposed to be her husband said calmly, however, his wife ignored him, and instead acted even more hysterically holding a little girl like a doll.

Mixed with her voice, there was even more painful weeping.The chubby young man struggled desperately between the pillars, bricks and wood, wailing incessantly: "My figurine—my game console—aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah!"

"hateful!!!"

The murderous aura is about to solidify into a solid body, and the anchor deeply feels the anger of this young man because of the loss of his beloved Miss Lulu.He had no choice but to hang up silently, found the surviving figures and game consoles in the ruins, moved them all out and put them in front of the children.

"..."

completely!It didn't work, and the murderous aura that leaked out became even more serious!

There's no way, until now...

In front of the whole family, the anchor took a step forward, and the faces of the people on the opposite side all stared, wondering what he was going to do——the anchor had already thrown himself at their feet crying: "I'm sorry! Ah, my little brothers are too ignorant and I have no money to pay, can I repair a house on the spot and pay you back!"

Dead silence.

The anchor paused, and asked tentatively, "Or, you can hit me up if you want to vent your anger?"

As he spoke, he took a small knife from his forehead, picked up his clothes and shook them, and a mess of... er, hidden weapons?

Well, it turns out that people have long wanted to kill people to silence them, but they couldn't.

Now the scene is very embarrassing.

"No need." In the end, the grandfather, who still looked like the master of the family, spoke. He glanced at the anchor, and then looked at Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, who were still fighting and had amazing battles. "Beat the enemy's Hakka training, don't be an enemy of the strong."

Therefore, the fat boy who lost his figure could only stare at the anchor with hatred, instead of rushing up to fight him desperately.

When the anchor heard it, he was a little happy. It is quite beneficial to hang up, and it can save a lot of trouble.However, what he didn't know was that standing in front of him was the famous killer family in this continent who beat up the Hakka people. Since they were killers, they all liked money very much, and they could take on any mission as long as they had money.For example, the passer-by who threatened the anchor with a false certificate not long ago was actually the one who beat up the enemy's family.

However, although money is very important, they have a habit: not to be an enemy of the strong, not to resist those who are stronger than themselves.Those two who are still fighting are using very strange moves, not like telekinetic ability, I can't figure out the specific strength, but I know it is not easy to mess with.And this one in front of him looks like an ordinary person, yet he hides something deeply——

insidious enough.

A little moved, the anchor immediately separated the two idiots who were being demolished—first moved Madara to a certain place, then pulled Hashirama over, and patted him on the shoulder: "The time has come for you."

Senshou Bashirama: "What? Uh..."

Only then did he see the miserable scene he and Ban made, as well as the angry client.

"You understand." The host said. "We have something to do, let's fix the house."

It’s really not in vain to drag Zhujian’s little brother here, Mudun is a good thing, the house can be built quickly, and you don’t even need to prepare materials... But the houses in this place are not made of wood, so he has to share with Zhujian. Cooperation will do.

Thousands of Hands: "..."

So, the moment Hashirama returned to the human world, he had an inexplicable fight with Madara, and the first thing he did... probably was to repair the house.

The anchor assisted and ensured that the house was exactly the same as it was before it was smashed—ahem, of course, some subtle differences can be ignored, such as the internal structure and so on.

"How about it?"

"Yes." The silver-haired middle-aged man, the current head of the family, finished with a straight face, and the grandfather who spoke first immediately continued: "However, the specific compensation must not be less."

"And my figurine! A limited edition that even money can't buy!!!"

"And the dress I just bought for Curt! Ah—"

"Mom, stop screaming..."

Every time they said a word, the anchor broke out in cold sweat more and more.However, there is nothing to do if there is no money to compensate, and the beating enemies were surprisingly considerate, instead of asking them to pay and leave immediately, they issued an IOU and kindly sent the two of them down the mountain.

just.

"We must have been ripped off. Such a long series of zeros must be my illusion, right?"

The anchor stared at the string of zeros on the IOU that was about to spill out of the paper, and felt his eyes go dark, wishing to pass out and pretend to have amnesia.Qianshou Zhujian kindly pinched him, and seeing that his white eyes finally turned back with difficulty, he sighed: "What is this strange thing, you haven't explained it clearly to me yet."

"I told you not to be too shocked..."

blah blah blah blah.

While explaining the ins and outs to the long-lost brother Zhujian, the anchor silently watched a bus that seemed to be carrying passengers leisurely drive up the mountain. Halfway through the talk, the bus reversed again, and the speed was several times faster than when it came. The wind and lightning seemed to blow past him and the younger brother Zhujian.

They were sitting on a lonely boulder at the foot of the mountain at this moment, and only after reading the signs did they know who lived on this Kukulu mountain.

He was blackmailed, and as expected, he looked so kind, but turned out to be bad guys.

Immediately I feel very tired.

Senshou Bashima touched his chin and listened to him, he was shocked, but he didn't focus on the right thing—”

"Then wouldn't it be convenient for you to avoid debts in the future? Good thing, Ah Ning!"

The anchor was a little speechless: "Hey, I'm convinced, who would use this ability to avoid debts."

But after thinking about it, it's really a good way... Ahem.

Since the anchor's friend is not a normal person in every sense, Senjujuma accepts the rather strange fact quite quickly.

"So, you will stay in this world for a while and need my help?"

"It's not considered helping, but I just want to see you... Well, is that okay?"

"Of course, what's the matter, I'm very happy to be able to see old people as a dead person!" Senju Hashirama laughed and put his arms around the anchor's shoulders. Like Uchiha Madara, he looks young now The appearance of the time, although the feeling of getting along has not changed much, they are still joking and joking, but the traces left by the years in the soul are still indelible.

Brother Zhujian seems to be much more mature than the anchor.

The two of them talked about the past in this weird place for a long time, and while chatting, Qianshou Zhujian suddenly let out a surprise and asked, "By the way, where did you get Banana?"

Yes!Forgot to move Brother Ban back!

The anchor knocked his head immediately, and said apologetically, "I didn't pay attention to where it was at the time, it's all right, let me take another look... um!"

In the middle of speaking, his voice suddenly stopped inexplicably, and his whole person seemed to be petrified.

Senshou Zhujian: "...what's wrong!"

Unaware of the situation, he stared nervously at the anchor, and saw the anchor turn his head stiffly, and the two silently met their gazes.

"It's over... the skill is used too much, and now it's cd again."

"What do you mean?"

"that is……"

"I lost little brother Ban, now——I can't find where he is!"