When Zhang Fan and Xiaofeng went live down, their faces were not very good-looking, today is Tuesday, and only Tuesday has reached 7 million, if you do this every day, at least 10 million or even more!

Compared to the two of them, the Fengyue Guild Leader Lighting Yue's face was even more embarrassed, he directly smashed six million tonight, and he would lose three million if he brushed six million, which was not a small amount. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Even if it's a guild backstage thrown out for a month, I'll fight with you, mortal, this battle, you don't want to win!" Now, there is no way back for Illuminating Moon, he can't lose this battle, and it would be a shame to lose the Fengyue Guild.

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"The financial resources of mortals are really terrifying, seven million, seven million in just two days, this is RMB!"

"The Fengyue Guild made a move just the next day, it seems that Fengyue has lost a lot this time, and if you want to win, at least ten million will be the bottom."

"Mortals should have reached their limit, if they don't, it will be terrifying."

"It's amazing, is this the strength of a top big streamer? A Zhou Xing has done tens of millions, and a mortal is just an anchor who has been live for a month! ”

"It's too bloody, and we won't be allowed to broadcast live every day, and the full-service notifications are flying around the live broadcast room like bombers."

"Awesome my brother, as a new QY tourist, I've always heard that the local tyrants in QY are so crazy, and the war is so tragic, and now I finally realize that the battle between the two top anchors is really terrifying!"

"It would be nice if I had given me the money, so I could charter all the ladies at the train station!"

When the two turned off the live broadcast, all the guild executives, anchors, and tourists who watched the battle sighed, envied, shocked, and delighted. Lewd.

It's crazy, six or seven million yuan smashed into it in one night, which shocked the whole QY.

The next day, all the big and small anchors, whether gossiping or singing, were all discussing the war between Xiaofeng and mortals, and even if they didn't say it, the tourists below would type and ask: What do you think of yesterday's war streamer.

The anchors want to cry without tears, of course, they look up, kneel, and lie on the ground to watch, otherwise how else can they watch? It's too hanging!

Many streamers have begun to predict the winner of this war, but in general, there are more streamers who support Xiaofeng.

It's not that his popularity is good, but that he has a strong background, especially with a strong guild support behind him, if the Fengyue Guild really makes a move in the end, mortals have almost no chance of victory.

But there are also some anchors who are more optimistic about mortals, after all, the combat power shown by the group of local tyrants last night was simply too violent, if a few more appeared, maybe they could really kill Fengyue?

The wolf warriors who started the live broadcast in the afternoon are no longer laughing at them, and at this juncture, what determines public opinion is the victory of this war, money, not mouth.

The gossip streamers of the Fengyue Guild also all kept their mouths shut, no longer black mortals, because they also knew that now was not the time, and after they were victorious, it would be the time for their group of people to really break out.

When the time comes, with the general momentum of victory, they can ruthlessly suppress mortals, wolves and monkeys, and wait for Sunday.

Time passed day by day, in the past few days, Zhang Fan and Xiaofeng tacitly agreed that there was no crazy canvassing like Tuesday, everything was waiting for the last day.

The calm before the storm excites many visitors, who know that an even fiercer battle is about to begin, and they sit back and wait for Sunday's big battle.

On Sunday morning, Zhang Fan made the accompaniment of a song, and then looked at the chat of several people in the local tyrant group, and felt warm in his heart.

"Big brothers and sisters, don't brush it, if I run you all away this time, I won't have the support of local tyrants in the future."

"Don't worry, I asked my old man to advance two months' salary, and after brushing this wave, I will be low-key for two months at most, and I will be a good man again after two months!" Poor Ji said with a smile.

Zhang Fan shook his head speechlessly: "I'll return your money, I'll return 60% of your gifts to you." ”

", you return our money and we will play a JB, what is the point of this, just don't forget it, don't return, my family is a hotel, just advertise our hotel in the future." The black dog said jokingly.

"Yes, yes, it's entertainment, I've swiped out more than 10 million and haven't let the anchor return a point, this time I'll charge more, you just charge less." Ying Qing said in the group.

"It's okay Xiaofan, we are also helping you as much as we can, I can take out a maximum of fifty now, and there is no more."

"I'm twenty! Whining! ”

"I'm eighty, and I'll have more than a hundred next month, but I can't advance it."

"I'm thirty."

"We have almost more than two million here, Xiaofan, we can only help you get here, so let's do it, you look good, let's introduce you to a few rich women, and then they give you gifts, and you go to accompany them afterwards, how about it?" The poor guy suggested.

"Is it pretty?" Zhang Fan asked silently.

"Well, the skin is very good, very elastic and fleshy, the breasts and ass are huge, absolutely beyond your imagination!" The poor guy introduced.

"Big brother, just say, how many catties does this rich woman have?" Zhang Fan asked with tears in his eyes.

"More than three hundred!" The poor guy silently typed a number, he didn't lie, more than 300 rich women, with fleshy, greasy and greasy skin full of nutrients, not to mention buttocks and breasts, one butt can sit Zhang Fan to death, and one chest can knock him out.

"Forgive me!" Zhang Fan lowered his head and continued to type silently: "If there is a beautiful rich woman, I can consider it!" ”

"Did you count as beautiful thirty years ago?" Lonely patient asked?

"Get out!"

After chatting with them for a while, Zhang Fan was a little nervous and felt much better, and he turned on the live broadcast at six o'clock in the evening.

At the same time, Xiaofeng also turned on the live broadcast at this time.

"Wait a while, let's go out and give it a try, if the mortals keep up with us, we will continue, but if the mortals have more votes, we can only swipe out all the five million."

"Boss, what are we going to do if they keep going?"

"If they go ahead!" Lighting Yue hesitated for a moment: "If you continue, call all the big streamers in our guild!" ”

The two turned on the live broadcast, and a group of tourists who had already prepared melon seeds and watermelons sat in front of the computer and entered their live broadcast room to enjoy the war of the century! (To be continued.) )