Wu Liang hurriedly tried to turn off the live broadcast, but for some reason, the device that usually operated smoothly could not be turned off for a while.

Mu Guifan looked at the people on the screen and said coldly: "Don't waste your efforts."

Netizens also ridiculed:

[The witnesses and physical evidence are all there, and the account has been exposed, what else is there to hide? 】

[Trash, scum, keep quibbling, aren’t you very good at speaking? 】

[In the name of rescuing stray cats, what you are doing is drawing blood from cats! Where is your conscience? You just ask others if their conscience hurts, and you keep talking about morality? 】

Wu Liang was angry and angry.

He has been running this studio for three years, and all the results of his hard work were suddenly destroyed, and all accounts will be scrapped.

Is it moral for Mu Guifan to do this?

To put it bluntly, he is not pretending to be righteous to gain traffic, no one is more noble than the other!

He said angrily: "Yes, this studio is mine! But how just do you think the other party is?"

"He relied on the so-called revelation of the truth and deliberately attacked me to earn a lot of traffic! Can't you even see this?!"

"To put it bluntly, he is in competition with me, stepping on my head to make money, a despicable villain!"

"A big blogger with three million fans wants to go against me, a small blogger with hundreds of thousands of fans. Isn't it just because we have few fans to bully the weak?"

"Yes, we are indeed drawing cat blood! But what you can't see is why we are drawing cat blood?"

"Am I drawing cat blood for myself? Look at the many sick pets out there, how anxious their owners are? I am drawing cat blood to help them! Help those sick cats!"

"What we do is called cat blood donation! There is no profit at all! It's just to save more cats! We are doing a good deed!"

Su Bao was shocked.

Can you quibble with this...?

There was a hint of pride in Wu Liang's eyes. When they usually drew cat blood and sold it, every order recorded "cat blood donation".

Every entry in the account is a [rescue donation] given by the cat owner to thank them.

A tree without its bark will surely die, but a shameless man is invincible.

If the water is extremely clear, there will be no fish; if the people are extremely humble, they will be invincible.

People without thought, he must worry about.

He has been on guard for a long time. What can be done to him? Come on, if you have the ability, catch him!

Wu Liang sneered, and suddenly said another sentence: "Let's talk about it ... retreat 10,000 steps to say that I'm really selling cat blood, is it illegal?"

What kind of shallots do they count? Come to control him?

In the live broadcast room, netizens were stunned by Wu Liang's shamelessness.

The Holy Mothers who had been clearing Wu Liang's name just now could no longer say a word, feeling like they had been severely slapped in the face...

Mu Guifan looked at Wu Liang's studio's bill, a long page table document, densely recorded the details of each cat blood transaction.

Indeed, every time it is written about cat blood donation, the money sent is also noted as a donation to rescue stray cats.

Unfortunately, no matter how perfect the account is, there will still be loopholes.

For example, 50ml=1500 is clearly marked in the table.

Although there are no units and no explanation, the data at the bottom of the table are surprisingly consistent:

The person who "donated" 100cc of cat blood received a love donation of 3,000 yuan.

Those who “donate” 50cc will receive one thousand and five dollars.

Occasionally, there are large donations, and the charity money received is 6,000 or 10,000, but those are very few, and even if they are very few, the amounts are surprisingly uniform.

With such a clear price tag, it’s not considered a transaction? Could it be that everyone’s donation amount is 1,500 or 3,000?

Mu Guifan believes that anyone who is not stupid can see the fishiness of this bill, and those who cannot see it can really die and have their brains changed again.

Netizens were very angry and cursed one after another, but it was just like what Wu Liang said.

Even if he really sells cat blood, what can be done to him without breaking the law?

Apart from being morally condemnable, this incident is really unable to restrain and punish him legally.

Wu Liang knew that his studio was in ruins, and he had no patience to pretend to be a good person anymore.

He laughed loudly and said very arrogantly: "You bunch of incompetent and angry things, apart from scolding me a few times, what else can you do to me?"

"Anyway, I've already earned the money. You can scold me if you want. I haven't lost anything!"

"Believe it or not, if I change my ID card and register for a new studio and create a new batch of accounts, you will still give me likes."

The more Wu Liang said it, the more ridiculous he felt. He laughed loudly and closed the live broadcast room with a snap.

This made netizens very angry.

What made them even more uncomfortable was that Wu Liang was telling the truth...

Without one Wu Liang studio, there will be thousands of studios. They come back wearing hypocritical masks. Netizens can't tell them apart, and there is no way.

Kindness is valuable. This group of maggots consumes the kindness of netizens and makes money wantonly, until the world is full of doubt and distrust and turns into a real hell...

Su Bao was very angry. She didn't know what she could do. She just felt uncomfortable. She felt very angry but didn't know what to do. She felt helpless, which made her want to punch someone.

Mu Guifan curled his lips and rubbed Su Bao's little head.

Look, he made his little darling very angry.

Wu Liang had to be captured. Did he really think there was nothing he could do to him?

There is nothing in this world that he cannot do.

**

On the other side, Wu Liang looked ugly and was so angry that he kicked Bai Shanshan's bottle away.

Bai Shanshan: "..."

The assistant was disheartened and asked blankly: "Boss, what should I do this time?"

Wu Liang was so fed up, asking him what to do, what to do, what to do, what else to do this time, it was so cool!

“Hurry up and withdraw all the money before the platform bans us!”

Yesterday, the 100,000 yuan reward from Bai Shanshan's live broadcast has not yet been paid out. Also, when Bai Shanshan's tragic situation was broadcast live just now, many people also gave rewards.

Wu Liang and his assistant quickly opened the backend and found that there were more than 200,000 rewards, which was more than yesterday!

In total, the total is over 300,000 and close to 400,000!

The two of them were immediately ecstatic, but as soon as they clicked [Withdraw Cash Now], they found a dialog box popping up:

[Sorry, your account has been permanently banned! According to the platform contract, all income under your account will be confiscated as compensation! Part of it will be returned to consumers. Thank you for your understanding! ]

Wu Liang: "..."

assistant:"……"

No, they don’t understand! And they don’t want to understand!!

Murder and heart-wrenching!

It's okay if I didn't see the money, but I saw it and it was suddenly confiscated when I was about to withdraw it.

It's simply worse than killing them!

Wu Liang was so angry that he even advanced 100,000 yuan in advance to pay Bai Shanshan's medical expenses!

I didn’t make any money and lost a hundred thousand.

Wu Liang was so angry that he vomited blood...

He was no longer in the mood to stay in the hospital and went straight home. Naturally, the assistant had no intention of taking care of Bai Shanshan. She was not his, and the assistant also ran away.

Bai Shanshan was left in the hospital like this...

Wu Liang cursed all the way home.

After arriving home, he finally calmed down. Thinking about it, it's okay. Although the studio is gone, he has also bought a house and a car in the past few years!

His house has gardens in the front and back, and is a luxurious villa.

His car was a luxury car he bought from a second-generation rich man. Although he only spent one million, it was a luxury car worth tens of millions.

Think about it, he is also a rich man. Even if he does not work for a few years, he will not worry about food and drink.

Thinking about it this way, Wu Liang feels better again!

Night came soon, and instead of working in the studio, Wu Liang took it easy, humming a song and soaking comfortably in the bathtub, half-squinting his eyes and enjoying himself immensely.

Suddenly, there was a clicking sound in my ears.

Wu Liang immediately opened his eyes and looked around.

His master bedroom is very large, and the bathroom is also very spacious. The bathroom door is open at this time, and you can see the bedroom outside, and nothing unusual is found.

Wu Liang thought he heard it wrong and was about to continue humming and taking a bath.

Suddenly, a hydrogen balloon appeared at the bathroom door.

The hydrogen balloon seemed to be holding something in its mouth, floating straight towards him...
Chapter completed!