At this moment, many viewers who have just recovered from Shuai Mingming's shouting song are boiling again!

"Success! Oh my God! They managed to snipe a wave of kings!"

"It's incredible! They really surpass Shuai Mingming! I can't believe it!"

"An Shao and his audience are so amazing! they really created a miracle!"

...

In Ang Lee's live broadcast room, many viewers were also excited to see the data on the gift reward list!

"We succeeded!"

"Brothers, our efforts have not been in vain!

"Haha! What about the king on the other side? Isn't it the same as being overtaken by us? It's so exciting!"

...

Li An saw that he had really surpassed Shuai Mingming, and he was also excited and full of enthusiasm.

At the same time, he looked at the extremely excited audience on the public screen, and felt an indescribable emotion in his heart!

It was because of them that he was able to win this battle.

"Thank you! Thank you for your support!"

Ang Lee stood up, bowed deeply to the audience in front of the computer screen who supported him, and said with great sincerity.

To be honest, he has never felt so identified with this strange world as he does today.

Before, although Ang Lee came to this world, he was more or less resistant and unfamiliar with this world in his heart. He always thought he was the loneliest and loneliest person in the world.

But today, he saw the audience working together to help him brush up on the gifts, and to be honest, he was really moved.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless!

This is a gift worth more than 100,000 yuan.

His heart warmed, and at the same time, he began to be full of hope for the world.

At this time, the audience in his live broadcast room was obviously in a good mood, and everyone was smiling and saying:

"An Shao, if you really want to thank us, sing another song for us!"

"Yes, sing it again!"

"I don't have to sing anything else, I want to listen to "The Actor"!"

"I'm going to listen to 'The Actor' too!"

"An Shao, do you have any new songs? I still want to listen to your other new songs!"

...

At this moment, the duel between Ang Lee and Shuai Mingming was over with more than five minutes left.

In Ang Lee's live broadcast room, he thought that the victory was decided, and when he was chatting happily, another world banner lit up in Shuai Mingming's live broadcast room.

"Congratulations to the King of the Heavenly Gods-Burial Heaven for sending out fifty big tyrants in Shuai Mingming's live broadcast room!"

Wow!

The whole world is shocked again!

All the viewers in the live broadcast room who saw this world banner were in an uproar!

Lose your marbles!

Lose your marbles!

Completely insane!

A duel between a platinum anchor and a bronze anchor, as for the trouble, to this extent?

Fifty big tyrants! That's 50,000 yuan! Just give it away with a shake of your hand!

Many people couldn't help but gasp when they saw the king's burial day!

They really don't understand the world of local tyrants!

And in Ang Lee's live broadcast room.

The audience in Ang Lee's live broadcast room saw that the opposite side actually gave a gift of 50,000 yuan in the last five minutes.

Most of the audience in Ang Lee's live broadcast room couldn't help but turn pale, with a wry smile on their faces.

The king is really extraordinary, I didn't expect them to be suppressed by the other party again before they had time to be happy!

Seeing that all the previous efforts have turned into water, and the previous efforts have been abandoned, many viewers in Ang Lee's live broadcast room are very unwilling!

However, most of them had already spent all their savings in the sprint. Therefore, this time they could only watch as the other party easily overtook them, suppressed them with one hand, and trampled them under their feet.

For a while, the atmosphere in Ang Lee's live broadcast room was extremely depressing, and many viewers were speechless.

At this time, the people of the Mingming family, who had been hanging by Ang Lee in turn, finally felt that spring was coming, and a group of people led by Ang Lee's brilliance came to Ang Lee's live broadcast room to shout.

"Haha! Why don't the garbage talk? Didn't you guys be pretty good before?"

"Why aren't you crazy? Continue to be crazy! You still want to fight with our Burial King? Now Shabi right?"

"An Shao, why don't you sell batches! You sing so well that you have a hairy use? Do you have a king? Do you have a king? Spicy chicken!"

"Garbage! It's all garbage! You don't even have a king or a king, and you still want to fight with us? Dream it! You deserve to be abused!"

...

The people of Shuai Mingming's family came to scold like this, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, many viewers in Ang Lee's live broadcast room were already aggrieved enough, and after such ridicule from the Shuai Mingming family, some viewers who were hesitating to continue to brush gifts couldn't bear it.

"I'm going to your sister! What a madness, is it great to have a king? Who said An Shao would definitely lose?" the dancing god shouted on the public screen.

Then, to everyone's expectations, on the big screen of Ang Lee's live broadcast room, a bright light suddenly burst out, soaring into the sky, full of light!

A domineering golden banner then appeared, and the system reminded:

"Congratulations to the dancing god for sending out fifty big tyrants in An Shao's live broadcast room!"

Ang Lee's ranking on the duel reward list instantly surpassed Shuai Mingming!

This!

Zeng Hui, who was still shouting in Ang Lee's live broadcast room just now, saw this scene, his mouth was big, as if he had been choked by someone, and he couldn't say a word. I didn't feel anything other than a pain in my face.

At this time, the momentum in Ang Lee's live broadcast room was endless. Before others had time to be shocked, three identical world banners appeared in Ang Lee's live broadcast room at the same time.

"Congratulations to the grass god for sending out fifty big tyrants in An Shao's live broadcast room!"

"Congratulations to Happy Point for sending out fifty big tyrants in An Shao's live broadcast room!"

"Congratulations to Brother Zhen for sending out fifty big tyrants in An Shao's live broadcast room!"

Fifty thousand! All fifty thousand!

On the duel reward list in Ang Lee's live broadcast room, the amount of gifts Ang Lee received instantly exceeded Shuai Mingming's 150,000 yuan!

At this moment, the entire Jelly Bean live broadcast suddenly fell silent, and everyone was stunned!

Shuai Mingming looked at Ang Lee's live broadcast room in a daze! Zhang Qian stared at the computer in disbelief! Some little anchors jumped up in fright! Even the king god who came to help Shuai Mingming save the field-Futian frowned, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes!

No one expected it!

At this last moment, 150,000 yuan! An Shao gave a gift of 150,000 yuan more than Shuai Mingming!

What the hell is this picture like?

The Heavenly God Guild mobilized the crowd to bring a group of people from the guild to help, but as a result, they were given more than 150,000 yuan as a gift.

This is too much of a slap in the face!

"Didn't you say that there were no local tyrants in An Shao's live broadcast room? How could someone suddenly give him a gift of so much money!"

"Oh my God! What kind of fuss is this! Isn't this a duel between a bronze anchor and a platinum anchor? How can it be more intense than a celebrity anchor duel?

"I really don't understand the world of local tyrants!

"Confused +1. ”

...

In Ang Lee's live broadcast room.

When Li An saw the gift he had just received, he was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person stood up excitedly and shouted:

"Thank you for my dancing god! Thank you for my grass god! Thank you for being happy, thank you for my real brother's fifty local tyrants! Thank you! Thank you for your gifts!"

The audience in Ang Lee's live broadcast room was also shocked when they saw this scene, and then, an earth-shattering exclamation suddenly sounded on the public screen of Ang Lee's live broadcast room!

"Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"150,000 yuan! We even have 150,000 more gifts than Shuai Mingming!

"God of Dance, God of Grass, Brother Zhen, it's so good to be happy!Haha! Let's win!"

"Who said we don't have local tyrants? Shuai Mingming's lackeys, staring at your dog's eyes!"

"Haha! We're going to win! We're going to win!"

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