The system makes me a licking dog

Zheng Jun looked at the two super gifts, his eyes widened.

Two super gifts worth [-]!

Could it be that this is really the super hero of a certain fish, Brother Hua Cong?

Do not!

impossible.

Zheng Jun quickly denied his idea.

Brother Huacong is not so particular about gift giving.

He specially watched the screen recording video of Brother Hua Cong brushing gifts yesterday.

Brother Huacong swipes gifts when he clicks on them, so how can he exchange gifts back and forth?

"Hey, you are so generous. A gift of 1 yuan may have wiped out all your savings for the past two years!"

As the highest-ranking aristocrat in He Ruoruo's live broadcast room so far, Zheng Jun's speech was still a golden barrage.

"Wouldn't it be a great satisfaction to see those bullet screens? Only a real-life loser like you needs to find a sense of presence on the Internet!"

After Zheng Jun sent out the two bullet screens, there was a burst of rebuttal in an instant.

"I think you are the one who is looking for a sense of presence! My brother Huacong didn't say anything, but you kept talking nonstop! Are you obvious?"

"That's right! After swiping two hundred, do you really think you're amazing?"

Zheng Jun ignored everyone's ridicule and continued to post barrage.

"Tch, the first stage of pk has just ended, and we only won a small game!"

"If he is really awesome, watch the next wave!"

Zheng Jun's barrage reminded everyone.

pk This is just the beginning.

"Brother Hua Cong, you should still have money~"

"Yes, Brother Huacong, you should still be able to win with Ruoruo, right?"

He Ruoruo finally recovered from the shock.

It's not her fault either.

It has been three months, since the live broadcast for three months, she has hardly made any money.

But today, someone paid her [-]!

Going out to the platform and the guild's share, she can get three thousand.

This is already pretty good.

He Ruoruo was very satisfied.

"Everyone, don't let Brother Hua Cong buy gifts anymore, pk and so on are not important."

He Ruoruo spoke sincerely, stood up and bowed towards the screen.

In Xiaomi Spicy's live broadcast room, the originally lively barrage came to an abrupt end.

Direct blank screen.

The excitement that had already counted down to 'two' was directly stopped by Ning Yuan's super battleship.

This is the power of money!

"What just happened?"

"Have we been stolen?"

"Pk actually lost, and also lost to a super small anchor with only a dozen people in the live broadcast room?"

"Do you think it's possible that the one who bought the two super gifts just now is the real brother Huacong from a certain fish?"

"Impossible, he may be a big boss, but he definitely won't be at the level of Hua Congge, the super god."

"Well, I agree! The super hero Hua Cong won't play with us in this way of overtaking and stealing towers in the end, he will definitely crush us directly!"

"That's right, if it was really the super hero Hua Cong of a certain fish, we would have been crushed long ago, and we wouldn't be able to fight."

Because of the PK shared screen, Ning Yuan could see the barrage on Xiaomi La's side.

When I saw these articles, I doubted myself while boasting about my barrage.

Ning Yuan: ...

"Brother Huacong is mighty~ so domineering, I don't know how Brother Huacong wants to punish Xiaomi~"

Speaking of Xiaomi Lai, he made a tactical retreat, raised his right leg, and pointed a Hesi pen refill at the camera.

Although the tower was stolen by Ning Yuan's two super gifts, I felt a little unhappy.

But as a mature anchor, Xiaomi knows what to do!

This kind of boss must be won over!

Who can't get along with money?

"Oh! Is this the charm of money?"

"It's been a long time since I saw Xiaomi's spicy tactics retreat, and it's time for a pen refill."

"This is the charisma of the boss! Brothers, hurry up and give Brother Hua Cong a knock!"

Mi La had countless bullet screens, blinking her eyes wide at the camera.

"Brother Hua Cong~ Are you satisfied? If not, there will be many poses~ You can show it offline~"

Pose a lot?

Very experienced?

Ning Yuan is not interested.

Ning Yuan has no desire to drive this kind of car that has been driven by many people.

Seeing Xiaomi like this, the people on He Ruoruo's side were anxious.

They were worried that Brother Huacong would be dragged away by Mila.

"Boss, we Ruo Ruo have a lot of talents! She has a background in vocal music, and she sings very well!"

"Boss, don't go, there are hot dances everywhere, Ruoruo only has one!"

"It's the boss, don't be fooled by the other side!"

Seeing everyone's barrage, Ning Yuan was dumbfounded.

What's going on with Ruoruo, is there anyone who knows better than himself?

Back then, I paid a lot of attention to this high-cold girl in the vocal class.

However, since Xiaomi La took the initiative to ask for punishment, Ning Yuan felt that it was necessary for him to go there.

He clicked on Xiaomi La's live broadcast room.

Seeing Brother Huacong leave the live broadcast room, the live broadcast room with Ruoruo suddenly fell silent.

"The boss still left."

"Ah~"

"No way, people nowadays like this kind of simple and crude things, and they can't appreciate our singing voice."

He Ruoruo was also full of disappointment.

Although two super gifts were swiped, Ning Yuan's noble rank is still a swordsman.

There is no special prompt to enter Mi La's live broadcast room.

But as soon as he entered the millet spicy live broadcast room, he was spotted by sharp-eyed people.

"Brother Hua Cong is here!"

"Damn it, it's really Brother Huacong!"

"Brother Hua Cong, are you here to give Xiaomi a gift?"

Brush gifts?

I'm here to issue punishment!

"Didn't your anchor let me choose the punishment method? If I don't come, how should I choose?"

"Then how does Brother Huacong want to punish Xiaomi?"

That millet was talking coquettishly, and kept discharging towards the camera.

"I watched a hot dance!"

"Brother Huacong, we Xiaomila are best at dancing, and I'm secretly telling you that she has several clothes with very little fabric!"

"You can feast your eyes!"

Look at the barrage of prompts.

Ning Yuan smiled.

Dancing is punishment?

"I want you, get on your knees and sing Conquer!"