Evil spirits descend: Suppress everything with martial arts

It wasn't that Wu Zhen was moved by the fat man, but because the system issued a task.

"Trigger side missions, become a big anchor with tens of millions of fans, mission rewards: walking dragon footwork, 50 years of skill." The mechanical voice of the system sounded in Wu Zhen's heart.

This made Wu Zhen's eyes brighten up instantly.

During the daytime today, when Wu Zhen saw Ming Dao's miraculous footwork, he was still a little envious.

Unexpectedly, when the system fell asleep, it would send a pillow, and a task was arranged for it at night.

"Okay, it's fine if you want to live broadcast with me, but if you are killed by Xie Chong, don't blame me." Wu Zhen nodded.

Fatty's eyes brightened suddenly, and ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, great." The fat man cheered.

At this time, Wu Zhen directly took out his mobile phone, threw it to the fat man, and said, "Let's go, I'm going to catch evil spirits tonight until one o'clock at night."

The fat man took the phone, nodded repeatedly, and skillfully opened the live broadcast software.

At the same time, the mobile phones of countless people in Xia Kingdom immediately rang to remind the anchor to go online.

"Damn, Valkyrie is online again."

"What's the situation today, Valkyrie just went offline and went online again, there must be something big."

"Hey, Lao Niu, Valkyrie is online."

"What? Are you asleep? Sleeping makes you paralyzed, get up and watch the live broadcast of Martial God!"

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Fatty watched the number of people in the live broadcast room start to soar, and soon exceeded 50, and it was still rising rapidly.

After a while, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded 100 million. The fat man was also emotional, and secretly said: "My dear, as soon as I go online, there will be thousands of troops coming to meet you. This is the appeal of super Internet celebrities!"

The fat man then faced the camera and said with a smile: "Old irons, hello everyone."

"Hey, it's this fat man again, where is the Valkyrie? We want to see the Valkyrie."

"Fatty man, move your fat face away."

……

Looking at the barrage, the fat man couldn't help blushing, coughed, and said, "Here... I want to tell everyone a good news. From now on, I will be in charge of all the live broadcasts of the old man, Valkyrie."

As he said that, the fat man turned the camera around and aimed at Wu Chen.

Wu Shi also smiled and said: "Yes, I have to deal with evil spirits a lot, and it is difficult to take care of the live broadcast. I will leave this job to Lao Wang in the future."

Only then did the audience in the live broadcast room understand, and then someone realized a situation - Wu Shi is planning to live broadcast for a long time!

"Valkyrie, you old man, are you planning to live broadcast for a long time?"

Even some viewers couldn't help but cautiously posted a barrage.

The fat man immediately relayed it to Wu Chen, who nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I want more people to know that evil spirits are not terrible, so I hope everyone can help me promote it."

"I will teach you many small ways to deal with evil spirits in the live broadcast."

"There are also some questions about martial arts, and I will often explain them to you."

Wu Zhen said with a smile.

In an instant, the live broadcast room was boiling.

At this time, in the conference room of Xia Guo's official building, many bigwigs also laughed at this time.

The chief in charge of public opinion shook his head and said with a smile: "We originally tailored a promotional plan just for him, but now it seems that we can't use it."

As he said that, he looked at the director of the General Administration of Public Opinion, and said, "Promote his live broadcast across the country, and all major webpages must be at the top."

"Okay!" The director of the General Administration of Public Opinion nodded immediately, and then left quickly.

At this time, the popularity of Wu Zhen's live broadcast room was still hot, and soon exceeded one million online, and the number of people was still increasing rapidly, reaching 200 million very quickly, and was still rushing towards 250 million.

This kind of data has completely reached the level of a super-class anchor.

Don't look at the online number of some big anchors, which can easily be in the millions, or even tens of millions, but everyone knows how much water is in them.

And Wu Zhen is a real audience!
At this time, in a luxurious villa in Kyoto, the CEO of Douyin was lying leisurely in the bathtub when suddenly the phone rang.

"President, that anchor's online audience has reached 200 million." The secretary's voice came from the phone.

"Huh?" The president was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "This is the characteristic of a supernatural anchor, and its popularity will skyrocket in a short period of time."

"But..." The secretary hesitated to speak, and wanted to remind the president whether he should upgrade Wu Zhen's contract level.

After all, for an anchor with more than 200 million fans, it is not appropriate to only give a top silver contract.

"Huh? Are you questioning me?" The president's tone became cold, and he shouted, "You just need to implement my decision."

"Okay." The secretary said quickly.

"Huh." The president snorted coldly, hung up the phone, but was thinking in his heart, is this secretary too self-righteous, and it is necessary to go to the personnel department tomorrow to get a new secretary.

At this time, Wu Zhen and Fatty had already walked out of the Liuran Hotel, and the two were walking quickly on the street, looking for evil spirits along the way.

The fat man walked behind Wu Zhen, but found that although Wu Zhen didn't seem to be walking fast, he couldn't catch up anyway, and he was out of breath after running for a while.

"Brother Shi, please slow down." The fat man shouted, "Your old man is skilled in martial arts, but I am a fat man weighing 180 pounds."

"Eh..." Wu Zhen stopped, shook his head with a wry smile, then grabbed the fat man's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Get ready."

As he said that, Wu Zhen's internal energy exploded, and the fat man who was carrying nearly two hundred catties unexpectedly walked like flying, and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant.

At this moment, Fatty could only feel the gust of wind whistling in his ears, and the buildings on both sides of the street quickly retreated backwards. He was horrified: "Damn, Brother Jin can still run so fast while carrying me? Is this still a human?"

At this time, in the conference room of Xia Guo's official building, Xia Ping of the Investigation Department suddenly remembered something, and immediately reported to the white-haired old man opposite: "Chief, I have an idea."

"Tell me." The white-haired old man said.

"Kyoto Dahe's ninth tier, strange fates have happened one after another in the past three days. The most recent time, five people died in a row in one night."

"I suspect... there is a very strong evil spirit there, can you... ask Wu Zhen to go over there?" Xia Ping said.

The white-haired old man thought for a while and said, "You can invite him to take a look."

Xia Ping's eyes brightened immediately.

The ninth rank of Dahe, Kyoto, often had some scary stories before the evil spirits came, and after the evil spirits came, more than ten people had died one after another.

Recently, Xia Ping has been having a headache with this matter. It would be great if he could solve this problem with the help of Wu Chen.

"Okay, I'll contact him right away." Xia Ping got up immediately and took his phone from the secretary.

A moment later, Wu Zhen's phone rang, and Xia Ping's voice came over: "Wu Zhen, can you go to the ninth rank of Jingdu Dahe, there seems to be a very powerful evil spirit there."

"Huh?" Wu Zhen was slightly taken aback.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the task, the problem is that he doesn't know where the capital Dahe is, let alone the ninth rank.

However, at this moment, the mechanical voice of the system suddenly sounded in Wu Zhen's heart: "Trigger the mission and drown the female evil spirit by the riverside. The reward for the mission is: the Iron Spear from the Outer Space Meteorite, which can carry the will of martial arts up to level 9."

"A meteoric iron spear that can carry the will of martial arts?" Wu Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up.

Tier [-] evil spirits have already appeared, and most of the high-level evil spirits in the future will have physical bodies. In a real fight, it must be better to have a weapon at hand.

"This...Wu Zhen, this evil spirit has already killed twelve people, so I hope you can..."

Before Xia Ping finished speaking, Wu Zhen waved his hand and said directly: "I accept this task!"