I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

The yellow-haired boys shouted in succession, and their voices shook the sky for a while.

Seeing this scene, the barrage in the live broadcast room instantly climaxed.

【Good guy, this is for real! 】

[Closed and closed, these funeral brothers are about to die, the whole army of Yu Jiang's army is attacking! 】

[There is a detailed address on Brother Funeral's account, I checked, it seems that it is less than 300 kilometers away. 】

【How to say?I'm going to the battlefield, is anyone with me? 】

[This horse-riding, a bunch of brats with small arms, have the ability to be true to me! 】

[Brother Funeral is in trouble, it seems that this attention can't be ignored. 】

【…】

Seeing the rhythm change in the live broadcast room, Yu Jiangjun showed a satisfied smile, and saw him shake his head suddenly.

"It's all redundant!"

On alert, Yu Jiangjun sat in the co-pilot, and the car started.

boom!boom!boom!

There was a burst of car roar.

The Yu Family Army is on the march!

Seeing this, many netizens rushed to leave messages under Zhang Fan's account.

Some persuaded him to run away, and some asked him to arrange a wreath in advance to welcome him because it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

[Burner brother, run, Yu Jiangjun is coming to real you! 】

[Wrong, someone is coming to deliver seafood! 】

【Borer Funeral Hurry up, take Yu Jiangjun off as soon as possible! 】

[Changhong Funeral, transfer at low price, interested contact! 】

【…】

Changhong funeral.

Zhang Fan was lying on the sofa and watching videos.

He had long been used to the beeps constantly ringing in the background, so he simply ignored them, completely unaware that someone was coming to tell him the truth.

However, the paper-making masters Zhao Yong and Wang Kai are surfing experts, and they quickly learned about this matter.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to report to Zhang Fan.

At this moment, the two had arrived in front of Zhang Fan, and Zhao Yong said with a serious face:

"Boss, someone is going to fuck you."

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fuck me? I'm not interested in that. Tell him not to come. I won't give you any money."

"No, you misunderstood."

Zhao Yong shook his head and explained: "You are fighting eagles today, did you pay attention to a man named Yu Jiangjun?"

"Yu Jiangjun... yes."

Zhang Fan thought for a while and said, "There is such a person, he seems to be a spirited guy, just pay attention to him casually, what's wrong?"

"Something happened!"

Zhao Yong frowned fiercely, and explained in a low voice: "Although this kid is a spirited boy, he is not an ordinary spirited boy."

"That's right!"

Wang Kai continued: "He said that if he wants to be real, he will really fight offline. I heard that last time someone quarreled with him during the PK connection. That kid ran [-] miles overnight. He was sent to the hospital!"

"Is that so...he wants to come to real me?"

Zhang Fan looked thoughtful, thinking how many years have passed in a society ruled by law, how dare anyone still be so arrogant?

"Yes, it's already on the way!"

Zhao Yong nodded and said: "Didn't the few people you followed before all die, now he thinks you are cursing him, and has brought people here."

"A dozen cars, dozens of people!"

Wang Kai looked serious, and suggested: "Boss, we don't have much business anyway, so why not close the door and hide for a few days?"

"hide?"

Zhang Fan smiled.

Lao Tzu is a dignified traveler, how can he scare a spirited guy?

How embarrassing is that?Still a systematic traverser!

The other traversers are all crooked-mouthed dragon kings, big magic saints, urban victors, geniuses on their feet, rich and young, and at worst they can be the richest man.

When it comes to me, being truthful by a group of little yellow hairs, can this be justified?

Don't talk about the Yu Family Army, even if Ultraman comes, we can't be cowardly!

Besides, it's too arrogant to hit someone just because of attention, isn't it?

The causes of death of the few people who were followed before were accumulated long ago, and they didn't die because they paid attention to themselves.

According to the system's prompt, each of them has a mortality rate close to 100%. Even if they don't pay attention, they still won't survive.

And this Yu Jiangjun, with a mortality rate of 99%, let's talk about it if he survives to the door of the store!

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan raised his head and said, "It's impossible to close the door. If you two are afraid, go home first."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Yong stared with some displeasure: "Of course you are not afraid of us, and you are so kind to us, how could you run away in a critical moment."

Wang Kai also nodded solemnly: "That's right, it's reasonable to be a director, but we only have three people, and there are dozens of them over there, so we can't beat them, but if you have to touch it, I, Wang Kai, won't hesitate!"

"Who said there are only three of us here?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Yong was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "How do you say, did you send rescuers?"

"No need."

Zhang Fan shook his head, then got up and walked towards the warehouse:

"The ghost soldiers and ghost generals in my house, if they can't be sold, can't they move them out to fill their cards?"

"They are spirited guys, aren't they just a face-to-face comparison?"

Chapter 12 Trala Lost Control Again

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Zhao Yong showed timidity, and said, "It's all paper, I still don't know! Think of a way, if it doesn't work, we will withdraw."

"Withdrawal is designated and cannot be withdrawn."

Zhang Fan shook his head, then took out his phone and looked at the background.

With more than 100 million fans, it's time to post a work.

Although he is not a troublesome person, he must not let people ride on his head to output.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan said, "Come on, move all the things out for me, and give him a welcome."

"This……"

The two hesitated for a moment, then nodded helplessly: "Okay."

Soon, under Zhang Fan's arrangement, Changhong Funeral Parlor carried out the highest etiquette of the shop.

A pair is in pairs, a pair on each side, a total of [-] rows of paper-making figurines, lined up from the entrance of the store to the entrance of the alley.

The door of the store was wide open, and in the hall, ghost coins, wreaths, and silver dollars piled up into mountains.

After finishing all this, Zhang Fan took out his mobile phone contentedly, and recorded a video at the door of the store:

"Yu Jiangjun, right? I heard you're coming to see me. Come on, our shop is small and there's nothing good about it, only some souvenirs."

"Yu Jiangjun came from afar, so you can choose whatever you want, today I will give you an internal discount, 6% off, buy more and get more free, take a look at the screenshot and private message me."

After recording the video, Zhang Fan chose a Great Compassion Mantra, and then directly uploaded the work.

Zhao and Yong were taken aback by this operation.

People have already come to be true to you, and you still want to post a special work to anger the other party?

Isn't this looking for death?

However, although the two had such thoughts in their hearts, it was only a little bit.

Both of them are ancestral paper makers, and their trust in paper figurines is even higher than that of living people.

There are many hidden rules in the paper-making industry, and the two of them know it well even if they don't talk about it. As long as the paper man is moved out, it will start to work to some extent.

As Zhang Fan said, with so many ghost soldiers and ghost generals, how many spirited guys can still scare them?

It was evening at this time, and the sun was setting in the west, and the three of them sat quietly in the shop and waited.

And on the Internet, once Zhang Fan's video was released, it was quickly watched by netizens, and it was on the trending search in less than half an hour.

Seeing that Zhang Fan dared to challenge Yu Jiangjun head-on, the netizens were stunned and expressed their admiration.

[Haha, the third war is about to begin. 】

[How to say, should Yu Jiangjun consider going to Longhu Mountain to invite a purple-robed Taoist priest? 】

[This is not good, can a living person commit a ghost? 】

【Borer Funeral is a real man, I picked that brat tonight! 】

[My buddy is playing in the real underworld, I advise you to run away quickly! 】

[6% off, a huge discount, Yu Jiangjun is so handsome! 】

【@宇江军, which one do you want to choose? 】

【…】

the other side.

"Brothers, don't worry, what I, Yu Jiangjun, is playing is the truth. The ICU ward of the hospital is ready for that kid!"

Yu Jiangjun was bragging with his water friends in front of the live broadcast camera.

But soon, the water friends who had just finished eating melons from Zhang Fan rushed to the scene and started another wave of rhythm.

【Yu Jiangjun, you are looking for your own death! 】

[Brother Funeral has already set up Yin soldiers and ghost generals, waiting for you to come and deliver shrimps! 】

[Brother Yu, that kid is so arrogant, he even greeted you with funeral supplies. 】

[Brother Yu, that kid has already prepared a coffin for you! 】

【…】

Seeing these inexplicable bullet screens in the live broadcast room, Yu Jiangjun was also taken aback.

He took out his mobile phone and looked, and many people had already @zhang Fan's video below him.

After reading the response from the funeral shop, Yu Jiangjun's face suddenly became a little gloomy.

on horseback.

How dare you post a video to challenge me!

Putting down his phone, Yu Jiangjun took off his shirt without saying a word, exposing his colorful skin.

"Brothers? Yin soldiers and ghost generals, who are you scaring?"

"See what this is?"

Nezha in front, Bai Qi in back, Prajna geisha Da Qinglong, and Erlang God on his leg.

"To put it bluntly, with the blessing of my senior, the King of Hades has to give me a knock when he comes over!"

"I'll stop the car for you to see, Xiaoyi still has Master Zhong Kui on her body."