League of Legends of Battle System

The money is fully charged and everything is ready!

Checking the time, there are nearly five minutes left.

Zhang Huan said: "Okay, brothers, you'll get it after a while, retreat."

After that, he exited Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room, then picked up the phone and started to operate.

However, from the perspective of the audience, he can only see his face, but cannot see that he is operating the phone.

Wang Qi tv, you can swipe gifts on your mobile phone, and you can only swipe up to 1,000 planes. Each swipe is worth 100,000 yuan.

Click the gift column, there are four options: 1 airplane, 10 airplanes, 100 airplanes, and 1000 airplanes.

Without hesitation, Zhang Huan directly ordered 1000 planes.

The gift-giving system of Wangqi tv is rather pitted. After you click it, there is no reminder whether you consume or not. As long as the account has enough money, it will be crossed out.

Many people have been pitted before.

In Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room, she smiled and chatted with the audience for a while, and then she was about to meet again.

Due to the sudden appearance of the soul ter, the popularity of her live broadcast room has risen a lot, and the subscription has also risen a lot, which makes her feel very satisfied.

After deciding to broadcast live for a while, send a message to thank Zhang Huan.

"Today's live broadcast really ends here. If you like the anchor, you can click the click on the upper right corner. Okay, we will see you tomorrow, uh..."

After the conversation, Yu Weiwei snorted suddenly.

Eyelids twitched and blinked vigorously, almost violently speaking.

In the live broadcast room, the audience who did not leave exploded.

"I'll go, 1,000 planes, local tyrant!"

"The first time I saw someone give so many gifts, it was a silly person and a lot of money."

"Second goods, equivalent to a year's wages of labor and capital, just like that."

"666, rich people really know how to play."

"Local tyrant, is there still a pendant on the leg?"

... Yu Weiwei was also stunned for several seconds, and then said with a trembling voice: "Thank you for the 1,000 planes this'dreaming back to the past life' local tyrant gave me. Thank you, I..."

Yu Weiwei just thought of something sensational to express her inner excitement, but she was shocked to discover that this local tyrant started to reward her again.

Although she is the deputy manager of bbq, the money passed through her is millions, tens of millions.

But that's not her own money after all. Her monthly salary is just over 10,000 yuan, plus bonus, it's about 200,000 yuan a year.

Now the boss of bbq is preparing to divest, maybe in two months, she won't even get the 10,000 yuan salary.

In the live broadcast room, this local tyrant named "Menghui Past Life" actually received a reward of 200,000, deducting tax and share, she can get 100,000, this...

She could hardly describe her excitement in words.

However, the good show is still to come, and she needs to press her shocked mind behind to release.

I saw that the second group of thousands of planes passed. Soon, the third group of thousands of planes struck. Yu Weiwei looked at it and pinched the tender meat on her leg. She found it hurt and didn't dream.

Next, her mind went from agitated to numb.

In two minutes, the plane went from 1,000 to 6,000. The local tyrant gave her a gift of 600,000 RMB. The total value is worth more than three years of salary.

She was feeling a bit complicated now, and she persuaded her in a voice that couldn't hear her emotions: "This friend, it's enough, don't brush it anymore."

It seems that after hearing her voice, the'local tyrant' did not continue to brush.

Yu Weiwei felt relieved, but in the next second, her breath stopped again, because the local tyrant started to do it again. It's really her own way and she doesn't listen to persuasion.

She couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "I really don't have to do it anymore, really, don't waste money."

However, the local tyrants did not listen. After the seventh group, the eighth group of 1,000 planes continued to fly through Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room.

Helpless, she could only tremble with her fingers and send a private message to'Menghui's previous life': "Stop it, don't brush it, it's enough.

However, he got a reply like this: "Give you a million and leave."

Yu Weiwei was stunned, and the expression on her face was wonderful.

In the past, she felt that her salary was 200,000 yuan per year, which was very senior, better than most white-collar workers.

But now she knew that her proud high salary was worthless in front of the real local tyrants.

Any shot, it is a domineering one million, that is one million, not one hundred.

Yu Weiwei's thoughts flew, wondering if this person has any other purpose, right?

After pondering for a moment, she sent a message and said: "You spend money when you spend money, but I only play games and don't do anything else. Besides, I already have a boyfriend."

Yu Weiwei has a boyfriend that is fake, but coming out now, so that the local tyrant can dispel other thoughts.

Zhang Huan looked at it, smiled, and secretly said that you thought I was here to soak you?Want to be beautiful.

"Don't think too much, I just came here to give you money, I won't contact you later, and you don't want to contact me, understand?"

Zhang Huan swears that he didn't mean to pretend to be b, but there is no way, it must be so, otherwise others will misunderstand.

"Huh?" Yu Weiwei read the message, her eyebrows wrinkled, her fists clenched.

She felt that her IQ was being challenged, and she couldn't understand the tactics of'dreaming back to previous lives', circuitous tactics?Want to catch up?

If you think so, it's possible.

As long as you are human, you should be motivated to do things. You cook because you want to eat, you don’t want to walk when you get in the car, and you watch the live broadcast to pass the time.

Send money?For this more serious problem, if there is no motivation, Yu Weiwei would dare to eat the keyboard live.

However, she was really wrong, and Zhang Huan had no motives for her.

All of these are systematic cheating tasks. If there is no task, he would not be so stupid to spend the money in his pocket. He has always been the only one to make other people's money.

Finally, 10,000 airplanes and gifts worth a million were given away.

Zhang Huan let out a sigh of relief, and threw the phone aside, sinking into the system space with a nervous mood.

After taking a look, he was happy and excited. He didn't stay in there any longer, so he immediately retreated.

It was still early, so he started the second round of Hanbok.

Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room has been completely exploded.

Due to the huge rewards of the local tyrants, the system will credit one million as a one-time reward, so a big hit is seen on the entire platform.

Millions of viewers, with enthusiasm, swarmed into her live broadcast room, resulting in the popularity of her live broadcast room, Meng ranked fourth in the lol.

The fluctuations caused by Yu Weiwei also affected Zhang Huan's popularity, dropping seven million, but it didn't matter. Those audience members would come back after seeing the beautiful women.

"Tsk tut, it's a real trench, one million is enough for labor and capital for a lifetime."

"What if you gave me the money?"

"Do local tyrants still lack leg hair?"

"Hey, what about that local tyrant, come out, why don't you say anything?"

"Is it gone?"

"Wealthy, capricious!"

"Hehe, people are silly, and there is a lot of money!"

On Yu Weiwei's side, she found distressedly that the local tyrant who she thought was'intent to capture' had disappeared.

Send a message to him, but he won't reply directly.

"Does he really have no special purpose?" Yu Weiwei asked herself, at this time she was a little convinced.(To be continued...)

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