Seeing such a speech, the anti-fans lurking in the live broadcast room were extremely excited.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, they all started to make fun of it.
Naturally, the fans were not to be outdone, so they directly responded and asked the person to provide evidence.
Punishing the liar Tang Sanmu: Zhengju? What more Zhengju do you want? Now I, the turtle girl, am lying next to you!
Punishing the liar Tang Sanmu: I only have a daughter! This is my must-have. If she really has any shortcomings, how can I, as a mother, live?
After two sentences, there were a lot of typos. It was obvious that I didn't know many words, and I used handwriting input method.
But it also seemed to express the bitterness of a rural woman.
But Tang Sanmu scratched his head disapprovingly and muttered: "Auntie, do you have five hundred yuan? You can charge me for services."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the live broadcast room was angry and condemned him.
There was also a moment of silence, and then a few words with typos were sent, to the effect that Tang Sanmu had no conscience.
"It's really distressing. I can't understand the messages you sent, but people who can send messages well don't send them.
That’s all, I’ll reimburse you first and ask your daughter to make up the money for me later.”
After he finished speaking, he started talking to the camera. On the other side of the camera was a dark-skinned middle-aged woman.
The skin is cracked and the eyes are dull.
His clothes were in tatters and his expression was miserable.
As soon as she looked at Tang Sanmu, the woman started sobbing, and while crying, she slapped her mouth hard: "I'm not a good mother, I can't even protect my own child.
I worked hard to raise him so big, and you ended up like this."
A slap in the face, clear and loud.
Tang Sanmu couldn't help but mutter along with the rhythm of the slap: "It's such a slap on the bamboo board, I won't praise you for anything else.
Hey!
Let me praise this middle-aged lady for her really good rhythm."
Golden Requiem: Auntie, please speak slowly and don't get angry.
Nether Maniac: That’s right, Master Tang is a good person and would never do anything harmful to others!
Single for ten years: Haha, you are still cleaning the floor here. People are coming to your door. I really admire you crazy fans!
Seeing Tang Sanmu shaking his head, the woman stopped her hands, breathing rapidly and trembling: "You...you..."
Tang Sanmu's expression returned to calm and he sneered: "What's wrong with me? Come to my live broadcast room and talk about anything you have to say.
As soon as you came in, you were here playing rhythm for me and you were miserable, so if I didn’t sing a few lines, I would be sorry for you!"
"Didn't I just say that? The talisman on my daughter's body suddenly caught fire. Before she fainted, she told me that this talisman was given to me by a man named Tang Sanmu at the door of the antique shop!"
Tang Sanmu put one hand on the table and made a fist, lying on his fist like an Arhat: "She is not rich, why did she go to an antique store?"
"How did I know this?"
"Auntie, have you seen my live broadcast before?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"That's no wonder. Anyone who has heard of me will not come over to face me without any preparation today.
You are really asking for trouble."
"What's wrong with your surname Tang? You think I'm a farmer today and you're determined to bully me, right?" the woman yelled.
Tang Sanmu narrowed his eyes: "I don't mean that. What is your purpose of coming to me today?"
"I will definitely let you help my daughter treat her illness!" the woman said while moving her phone.
The camera focused on an unconscious woman, breathing weakly and looking pale.
There was still a large mark on the clothes that had been burned by the flames, and even the back of the hands was red.
The counterfeiters hidden in the live broadcast room finally saw the topic and started hooting like dogs seeing a bone:
"Oh, you look really haggard like this. Master Tang must give you an explanation!"
"Is the guy who's been playing tricks all day long turned out to be a guy who can't even draw talisman well?"
"I can draw symbols that spontaneously ignite. I'm so good at it. I've come across many masters of metaphysics, but I've never heard of it."
This girl is indeed the person I saw in front of the antique store today.
The woman wiped away tears again: "Finally, I see there are sensible people in the live broadcast room. Dear kind-hearted people, please help me judge!
Otherwise, how can I, a rural woman, compete with such a big internet celebrity!"
In an instant, he puts himself in the position of the weak and controls the mentality of some people.
Tang Sanmu thought for a moment and said slowly: "How about... I give you some money? You can still come up with 1.8 million."
You can clearly see the woman's eyes light up, but only for a moment: "This is a human life, you can't use money to humiliate me!"
Tang Sanmu nodded and gave a thumbs up: "You are right, I am superficial, then I will treat your daughter.
In fact, this disease is not complicated.”
But before she finished speaking, the woman became anxious again, her head shaking like a rattle: "No! You have made my girl like this, I can't trust you!"
"Don't worry! It'll be ready soon! No need to listen to my bragging, let's see the actual results!" After saying this, Tang Sanmu picked up the bell from the side.
The bell was raised above her head and shook violently three times. The sick woman lying on the bed actually started coughing violently.
At this moment, the woman and the group of anti-counterfeiters in the live broadcast room were all anxious.
Tang Sanmu's few words made them feel like they were on a roller coaster, going up and down.
The anti-counterfeiters have even thought of the title of tomorrow’s article - New Internet celebrity Tang Sanmu uses magic to harm people, but he actually tries to buy his life with one million?
If the woman was cured at this time, wouldn't she lose her hot spot?
The woman also shouted quickly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute! I have changed my mind, let me think about it, I want the one million!"
Seeing that she was about to miss out on the huge sum of money, the woman tore off her disguise and shouted loudly.
Tang Sanmu placed the bell in his hand heavily on the table and smiled faintly: "It's a pity, Auntie, you were too late."
Then he changed the subject and asked calmly: "Jiang Weiwei, did you hear everything I just said?"
The frail woman on the sickbed is named Jiang Weiwei.
Although he is in a coma and cannot move, he can hear all the sounds around him.
She was sad and shocked at the same time. Could this man, who looked a few years younger than her, be a god descending to earth?
I have never seen it before, but I can say my name.
Going back and forth made my mother look crazy.
Moreover, this young man made several remarks just so that he could hear and see clearly!
Jiang's mother was furious when she saw her daughter getting up. She held her down and shouted angrily in a low voice: "You loser, what are you doing up here! Lie down quickly!"
Tang Sanmu slapped the table and shouted: "How long will you be a clown?
Sons and daughters are all your ten-month-olds, why not treat them equally.
Acting, bewitching, and other dirty things you can’t do!"