Metropolis: Saving People On The Road At The Start

Chapter 43

The Seventh Young Master of White Gate was worried, it was not the five super rockets, but the other party charged a super emperor!

One hundred eighty thousand, returning 120,000 noble shrimp coins, he rewarded five super rockets and spent 10,000 shrimp coins, which means that there are at least 110,000 shrimp coins in the other party’s account!

Five super rockets couldn’t scare him, but he was a little frustrated when he returned 120,000 shrimp coins.

His family also has some money, and he himself has a good income. It’s not a problem to spend 50,000 to 60,000 yuan here every month. If it’s harder, it’s okay to spend 100,000 yuan.

But it is still not enough for 120,000, not to mention that the opponent has the strength to fight against the super emperor, which shows that the opponent is probably not bad money.

What if another one hundred and twenty thousand come?

It’s just that more than two thousand people just saw him bragging, and now if the drums are dead and they can’t be compared, then it’s really a bit of a face, not to mention, what if you steal the tower?

A small anchor, even if the local tyrant has 120,000 in his account, he may not really be willing to reward them all.

Just because you can cook?

If you are so capable, why wait until the last minute to make a move?

Take a look first!

Impossible to lose!

Without hesitation, Baimen Qishao smashed three super rockets, overtook the PK bar, and rewarded a super rocket all night. There were also a group of other audiences, airplanes, fish balls and shrimp balls, and they pulled the points all at once. It is close to 150,000, which is more than 4W.

“Want to steal the tower, no way!”

The Qishao Baimen just typed this typesetting in the chat room, but he found that the opponent’s points on the PK bar suddenly went from 100,000 points to 300,000 points!

Qi Shao Baimen’s face suddenly changed.

Ten shots are super hot!

The other side brushed another ten super rockets in one go!

Twenty thousand yuan!

Before he could think about whether to take another shot, the 20 minutes of the first game of PK was over.

In the first game, Feng Xiaoxiao won.

The Seventh Young Master of the White Gate couldn’t wait to dig out the words that he had just typed out and eat them.

Hastily!

…

Feng Xiaoxiao’s live broadcast room.

Ten super rockets swept the screen, full of arrogant and domineering aura.

“I’m going, ten super rockets!”

“Twenty thousand, enough for me to eat instant noodles for one year, no, three years!”

“The crown is angry as a confidante, and it is inhumane.”

“The little anchor is going to stand up!”

“Big guys are awesome, rich is willful!”

With the launch of the Super Rocket, a large number of melon-eaters who grabbed red envelopes poured into Feng Xiaoxiao’s live broadcast room, and then these audiences were shocked.

No singing, no dancing, no young lady dressed up like a delicate fairy…

The anchor is cooking in normal home clothes!

It’s completely the kind of outdoor live broadcast, all natural, no filters, no beauty, and very real.

The experienced audience looked at the weekly list and the noble list instantly, and they were suddenly more shocked.

Actually still a rookie little anchor!

180,000 super emperor?

Which guild’s guild account is this, are you going to win a wave of this little anchor?

I like to lie down: Have ribs? Sweet and sour pork ribs!

Feng Xiaoxiao was pleasantly surprised by Zhao Yi’s generous shots, but at the same time felt a bit weird for the two people’s way of getting along.

Obviously the two of them are separated by a kitchen door. As long as they shout a little loudly, the other party can hear them, but they communicate like this on the Internet.

Five Super Rockets order a spicy fish fillet, and ten Super Rockets order a sweet and sour pork ribs!

Feng Xiaoxiao raised a small section of ribs in the basin next to him, and smiled at the camera: Thank you I like the super rocket lying on the big brother. I originally prepared this rib for stew, but the big brother said sweet and sour ribs, that must be sweet and sour ribs. Arranged! ”

Zhao Yi’s account is already a super emperor. His speeches have special effects on the screen. All the audience saw it, and everyone was shocked for a while.

Are local tyrants playing so high-end now?

Don’t like watching young ladies sing and dance, like watching young ladies cook?

Reward Super Rocket to order food?

Remote control?

Can’t eat it myself?

Someone yelled: Order food with super fire, inhumanity!

In the blink of an eye, countless people followed to copy, and the barrage of the entire live broadcast room was all swiped at the same time, and the momentum was scary.

…

Nini is not in your live broadcast room, the atmosphere is a bit sluggish.

“He is stealing the tower!”

The Seventh Young Master of the White Gate made an angrily, and quickly got everyone’s approval.

“He is alone, so many of us, are you afraid that he won’t be a success?”

“Yes, if you really have the ability, you won’t be the last to steal the tower!”

“Seventh, lunatic, fuck him in the next game!”

The Seventh Young Master of the White Gate didn’t say a word. He said this sentence just to cover up his failure.

Ten super-fires are the final word, it’s nothing to steal the tower…

In the next game, it may be difficult to win.

Nini was a little panicked when she saw that the Seventh Young Master of the White Gate didn’t speak….