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Chapter 74 Fake ghosts and real people

Gao Yubao on the other side of the screen was so frightened that he sat up straight.

He thought he had seen it wrong. Liu Jie actually had a powerful figure coming over, and he could make ten rockets with one stroke.

Ten rockets, that’s five thousand yuan.

But the bigger one is yet to come. Nietzsche has become super popular and treasure map again, spending a total of 200,000 yuan in one breath. Not only did Liu Jie's live broadcast room swipe the screen, but he also started broadcasting on the entire live broadcast platform.

Suddenly, a large number of water friends poured into Liu Jie's live broadcast room, and the popularity exceeded 2 million in an instant.

Liu Jie would have smiled crookedly if it were anyone else, but now he couldn't smile at all.

In a sense, this money was exchanged for Aunt Tang's life, and it was a thank-you fee sent by Nietzsche.

When I think of Aunt Tang Liu Jie, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. I feel like I am a killer and a criminal.

This is hot, ill-gotten wealth.

Moreover, Nietzsche used this method to thank himself, and he could not refuse it.

The gift of 200,000 yuan was half taken away from the platform, and I just received 100,000 yuan.

Saying one hundred thousand is one hundred thousand is really not ambiguous at all.

With such blatant behavior, wasn't he afraid that Zhao Shanhe would cause trouble for him?

"Thank you, brother, for the gift! Thank you very much!" Liu Jie gritted his teeth and handed over his hands in thanks.

Compared to Gao Yubao and Liu Jie's thank you gift just now, I feel even more uncomfortable this time.

Accepting this money means that he has boarded Nietzsche's pirate ship, and will become Nietzsche's accomplice no matter how he explains it.

This may be a road of no return.

Gao Yubao was dumbfounded.

Two hundred thousand, how can this lunatic come from, do you have to fight against yourself?

"Brother Bao, don't you want to be number one on Brother Jie's list? What, the boast you just boasted doesn't count?"

I don’t know who suddenly posted such a sentence, but other people immediately reacted and followed suit.

Everyone just heard it. Gao Yubao personally told everyone that he would be Liu Jie's number one.

Now that the number one spot on the list has been surpassed, it’s time to cash in.

For a moment, the screen was filled with barrage messages such as "Give me a gift" and "Don't be a coward".

Liu Jie also recovered from his shock. Yes, how could he have forgotten this incident? He quickly said: "Brother Bao, what did you just say? You want to be my number one? What should I do now?"

You don't have money, do you? If you don't have money, just apologize to all of us and say that you are a grandson and you just made a big statement and you were wrong."

Gao Yubao's face turned blue with anger, and he cursed in his mind that he was just like a pig. If he had known better, he would not have shown his cards, but now he is fine, he has been slapped in the face.

But he is also a big anchor after all, so of course he can't give in to this kind of thing.

"Hahaha, look at what you said, isn't it just two hundred thousand? I didn't take it seriously at all. If I want to be the first on your list, I must be the first on your list."

Gao Yubao said and started to buy gifts, and also bought two hundred thousand yuan in one go.

This time Liu Jie also thanked the gift, and his voice was particularly loud.

The same ID, the same gift, but the two people's moods are completely different.

Gao Yubao said he was fine, but his heart was bleeding.

"Thank you, Brother Bao. Brothers, give it a try with 666. Thank you, Brother Bao. Brother Bao is awesome."

Liu Jie smiled, like a fool repeating the insulting ID over and over again. He was completely immersed in this false illusion.

Whatever dignity and personality, go to hell.

He is a poor guy who can't even pay the rent, and dignity is a luxury for him.

Life is like a play, it doesn’t matter anymore.

"Bang bang bang!"

A sudden knock on the door pulled Liu Jie out of his confusion. He quickly took off his earphones and stepped forward to open the door.

Zhao Shanhe appeared at the door with Huang Rong.

"It's you, what's wrong?" Liu Jie asked.

"It's nothing. It's just about the live broadcast last night. Did you watch the video? Is it the effect of the show or did someone really break in?"

Zhao Shanhe got straight to the point and clearly stated his purpose.

Seeing these two people, Liu Jie's frantic heart calmed down a little.

No matter what, this matter must be clarified. If it is not a ghost, it must be a human.

If this guy is not caught, he will most likely lose his life next time.

"I watched the video, but I can guarantee that it is definitely not a show effect," Liu Jie said.

"Then someone broke in. Who do you think it could be?"

Liu Jie raised his head and looked at 508 opposite, thinking of Jianghu. This guy was not secretly observing him for the first time. If he really wanted to find a target of suspicion, he would undoubtedly be the first choice.

Zhao Shanhe looked back and understood what Liu Jie meant. Without saying anything, he stepped forward and rang the doorbell of 508.

"Back off, be careful."

Zhao Shanhe took a step back as he spoke, and at the same time took out his stick and carried it behind his back.

After a while, the door opened and Jiang Xiaoyu appeared at the door.

Jiang Xiaoyu had just taken a shower and was wearing a pair of silk pajamas, and her figure looked particularly explosive.

"Wow, such a big battle, what can you do?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

Zhao Shanhe took out his phone and pulled out last night's video and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyu: "Let's see if the person in this is your brother."

"Xiaoyu, who is it?"

At this time, Jiang Hu came out of the kitchen carrying a bloody kitchen knife.

Zhao Shanhe immediately became wary when he saw his appearance.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoyu quickly explained: "Don't be nervous, he...he is killing the chicken."

"Kill the chicken?" Zhao Shanhe looked towards the kitchen and saw that there was indeed a dead chicken lying on the ground, with chicken feathers all over the floor.

Zhao Shanhe suddenly noticed that Jiang Hu was actually wearing a simple collar made of a belt on his wrist, with a metal sign hanging on the collar.

He has seen this collar before. Isn't this what Lao Guo's puppy wears on his neck?

"What's going on with your collar?" Zhao Shanhe asked.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Hu raised his hand, shook it and giggled, "How is it? Does it look good? I got it from the neck of a puppy."

Jiang Xiaoyu turned his head and was speechless.

She had helped dispose of the puppy's body before, but she didn't expect that this fool actually left the dog's collar behind.

"Xiaoyu, did your brother steal Lao Guo's dog?" Zhao Shanhe looked at Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu patted his head and said speechlessly: "The puppy was shot to death with a crossbow. My brother just picked up the dog's body and it was already dead at that time."

"No, the puppy wasn't dead at the time. I chopped off its head to kill it," Jiang Hu said seriously.

Jiang Xiaoyu closed his eyes in despair. A fool is a fool, and he can't even lie.

"You guys should handle this matter yourself." Zhao Shanhe opened the video again and handed it to Jiang Hu: "Is it you?"

"Hey hey hey, it's me, what's wrong? This... this dress is so beautiful, I like it so much."
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