Han Mengmeng is even more confused now, the two local tyrants "Bo Khan Handsome Bi" and "Flower Sword Wine" are already scary enough, and a hundred rockets will float if they don't agree with each other.

It's good now.

There is another one, and the ID is called "Garan Temple Listens to the Sound of Rain".

Han Mengmeng always felt that this "Jialan Temple listened to the sound of rain" was a little familiar, so she deliberately checked it, it was a trumpet, just registered.

At this time, Han Mengmeng thought about it carefully, and then remembered that it seemed that the administrator of the live broadcast room had kicked a person just now, and his ID was called "Jialan Temple Listening".

"The same person?" Han Mengmeng muttered, he didn't bother to study these, the most important thing now was how to end up with this.

Because the "Sword Boss" just floated another 50 rockets, and the "Garan Temple Listening to the Rain" that just came was 160 rockets in a row, and successively overtook the "Bo Khan Dashuaibi" and "Sword Boss".

At this time, the live broadcast room had already exploded.

Originally, everyone was exclaiming that "Mr. Jian" made a generous shot, and it was fifty rockets, but this sudden appearance of "Jialan Temple listening to the sound of rain" was a local tyrant who appeared out of nowhere!

"What's going on?"

"The Clash of the Three Kingdoms?"

"I just want to ask, what's wrong with today's local tyrants?"

"The sword always holds up!"

"Bohan is handsome, today is a battle of glory, and if you defeat it, you can unlock a new skill of [Dating Anchor Mengmeng]. ”

"Mr. Jian, I support you!"

"Why are there so many local tyrants? Who should I support? In whose live broadcast room am I? What am I talking about? I'm so confused?"

"Bohan, your position has been challenged, can you bear it?"

"Damn, I predict that a new round of local tyrant wars is about to kick off!"

"Can anyone tell me who that "Garan Temple Listens to the Rain" is?"

"The front row sells melon seeds, beer, and drinks, and a small bench. ”

Han Mengmeng also said just now that whoever can win the first place on the fan list today will be able to ask Han Mengmeng to have supper at night.

[This anchor is very beautiful, it's still a new anchor, two brothers, let it be for me.] —Listen to the sound of rain at Garan Temple.

The new local tyrant suddenly sent a barrage message and said.

"Wow Ka Ka, what a big breath!"

"Say this in front of our sword boss?"

"Mr. Jian, I'm the first to disagree and scold him!"

"Strongly support Mr. Jian. ”

"I still like to watch the live broadcast of Bohan and Meng Meng eating supper. ”

Just when the barrage news in the live broadcast room exploded, the "Jialan Temple Listening to the Sound of Rain" sent forty rockets in a row, and in a short period of time, Han Mengmeng had already been sent two hundred rockets, and he ranked first on the fan list.

"Chale, it's too arrogant, Mr. Jian, cut him!"

"Sit back and watch the sword always wield!"

"There will always be a hundred more rockets from the sword, smash him to death!"

"The sword is always strong!"

"The visual sword is always holding back the big move!"

Most of the people in the live broadcast room support "Flower Foil Wine", that is, the famous sword president on the starting point live broadcast platform.

And it is precisely because of the presence of Mr. Jian in Han Mengmeng's live broadcast room that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room is now more than 300,000, which has doubled in the period just now.

And Han Mengmeng's live broadcast room has suddenly exploded in popularity, and it has been on the homepage of the starting point live broadcast platform.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, when the live broadcast platform is the starting point, the live broadcast room that can appear on the homepage will often skyrocket in popularity!

Han Mengmeng's live broadcast room is no exception, and now it is approaching 400,000 online viewers!

Needless to say, the number of Han Mengmeng's fans is also growing geometrically.

[What kind of world, oh, there are people who grab a supper?] - sword wine.

Mr. Jian sent a conspicuous barrage message, he just wanted to have a supper with the anchor Han Mengmeng tonight, but he didn't expect to meet two competitors, both thinking about having supper with Mengmeng.

What's this called?

[Eat supper? Isn't it who is the number one fan list who can take the anchor away?] - Garan Temple listens to the sound of rain.

"What do you want?"

"It's not that kind of place. ”

"Tuhao, you want to be crooked. ”

"Hahahaha, I guess this local tyrant of the Garan Temple has misunderstood. ”

"Hundreds of thousands of people are watching, and the anchor just wants to have a supper with the local tyrant who ranks first on the fan list. ”

"It's just a late-night snack. ”

"What do you want to find a model, you have money anyway. ”

"Laugh and cry. ”

"My family is not that kind of person. ”

"The local tyrant thinks too much, hahahaha. ”

"This is not the kind of live broadcast room for female anchors, local tyrant, you went to the wrong set!"

"I feel sorry for a local tyrant who went to the wrong set, why don't you take me away, I can attack and suffer, and I can work. ”

"The local tyrant begged to take me away. ”

"The local tyrants choose me, I can choose me, I can I can. ”

"Another local tyrant who ran to the wrong set, I saw one last time, and I wanted to ask a female anchor to come, but I entered the live broadcast room of a women's clothing boss, rewarded dozens of rockets, and finally found out that the anchor was a man. ”

"Hahahaha, let me laugh for a moment. ”

Han Mengmeng was also stunned for a moment, first glanced at the barrage news of the local tyrant "Jialan Temple listens to the sound of rain", and then looked at the barrage news of other viewers in the live broadcast room.

Han Mengmeng probably understood what was going on.

The feeling of this "Jialan Temple listening to the sound of the rain" regards himself as that kind of anchor, that is, whoever gives more money can make an appointment to go out and open a house or something!

Han Mengmeng couldn't help but feel sick when she thought of this, what kind of tyrant is this?

It's better to be Bo Khan and Jian Zong, and they both made it clear that they are simply eating supper, and sure enough, these days, people's hearts are unpredictable!

[Embarrassing, it turned out that I didn't make an appointment, that was not interesting, and I withdrew. —Listen to the sound of rain at Garan Temple.

When the sudden appearance of the local tyrant "Jialan Temple Listens to the Sound of the Rain" posted this barrage message, he suddenly withdrew from Han Mengmeng's live broadcast room.

It's just coming and going like the wind, and I just want to sleep with a female anchor!

"Why don't you see Bhan anymore?"

"Where's Bohan? One is gone, and you're left with the sword boss. ”

"Could it be that the Khan is also cowardly?"

"My sword boss really wants to dominate the martial arts, and I have made an appointment with the anchor!"

The topic of barrage news in the live broadcast room quickly fell on the body of "Bohan Dashuaibi", because he hadn't squeaked much since he sent a hundred rockets in a row.

And at this moment, in the luxury suite of a five-star hotel in Kyoto City, Bohan is groping for something in bed.

After half a ring, Bohan finally took out a delicate designer leather bag under the quilt.

Then Bohan took out several brightly colored bank cards from his bag.

"This one.... Citibank's ....." Bohan shook his head, tossed the Citibank card aside, and then picked up another card from ICBC, a subsidiary of UnionPay.

"This one looks like Shirley's birthday present......"

Bohan shook his head again, and took out another bank card.

"It looks like there's five million pocket money in this card. Bohan tried hard to recall, it should be this card, and then took the card, came to the computer, looked at the card number, and prepared to bind it and then use it to recharge on the starting point live broadcast platform.