The moment he heard this, Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint, was already dead, because he knew that it was no longer a matter of money, because the middle-aged fat man in front of him was still ambitious, and his mind was 10 points clear.

Because, this middle-aged fat man has already seen the Dragon Emperor, then he naturally knows his situation, he is already on the verge of death, in such a situation, this guy comes back to find himself, it is already clear, he wants to kill himself.

Because in this case, as long as this person disappears for a period of time, avoids those really strong people, and then hypes about it, then there will be countless fanatics who will choose to follow this guy.

At that time, this guy can be the same as the wind and the rain.

And he Situ Taiye has undoubtedly become a stepping stone to success for this person.

"Calm down, friend, I can give you money, give you a lot of money. ”

Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint, was already a little incoherent in a hurry, and was still trying to save himself.

But at the same time, the middle-aged fat man who had already started the live broadcast crossed Erlang's legs, and he didn't even look at him, but looked at the rapidly growing online beast spirit warriors in the live broadcast room.

"Assistant, dog thief, you still have time to help, otherwise when our strong man arrives, you will die!"

"If you dare to touch a single hair of Master Situ, you will be crushed and scattered!"

"You are dead, you are willing to touch the young master Situ, Lao Tzu will kill your nine clans!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded directly, after all, it is not an ordinary live broadcast, because an ordinary live broadcast, even if there are grievances, most of the time, it is just a competition, or some verbal disputes, related to the background of face ability and so on.

Although everyone wants to watch the excitement, they will not, there are too strong emotions.

But the situation is different now.

Right now. This middle-aged fat man has made it clear that he wants to kill Situ Taiye directly.

Don't forget.

This Situ Tai Ye is not only the eldest young master of the Holy Sword Sect, but also one of the super-first-class disciples of Huazhiguo.

On weekdays, although he likes to show off his might, pretend to be forced everywhere, eat, drink and have fun, but, on the Internet, his popularity is not bad at all, after all, being able to understand the life of the wealthy young master is a fatal attraction for many people.

Especially Situ Taiye, although pretending to be forced is inevitable, but for his fans, Situ Taiye still takes care of him.

So at this time, in the live broadcast room, the barrage was chaotic.

"Let go of Master Situ, you dog thief, no matter how bad he is, it will not be your turn to kill. ”

"The Beast Spirit Warrior Association warns you, stop it immediately, otherwise you will be severely punished. ”

"Oh my God, who is this? How can this be?"

And at the same time as the barrage was chaotic.

The middle-aged fat man, although he did not show up, had already laughed wildly, and then said in a cold voice.

"You must be curious, who am I? Then I'll tell you now, half a month ago, that catastrophic-level aura bomb was dropped by me. ”

In an instant, the barrage in the live broadcast room had exploded.

"Oh my God, it's this guy!"

"Go quickly, don't let him hurt Young Master Situ!"

"Shocked, didn't this guy say that he had already thrown himself elsewhere, why is he still in the Holy Soul Academy?"

Then at the same time as the barrage is chaotic,

Sitting on the sofa, the middle-aged fat man with Erlang's legs crossed looked at Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint who was instantly pale, and smiled.

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, I beg you, don't do this!"

The grandson of the Sword Saint, Situ Taiye was already anxious with tears in his eyes, because when he heard the middle-aged fat man explain his identity, he had already realized that this middle-aged fat man was no longer just as simple as killing him Situ Taiye.

Instead, he wants to get rid of his assassination of Chen Yongsheng, not only that, but maybe, the matter of that catastrophic-level aura bomb will also be attributed to him.

In this way, even if this middle-aged fat man really killed Situ Taiye, it would not disgust others, but on the contrary, it would make others feel cool.

Because.

In the world of martial artists, the strong are respected.

Beast Spirit Warrior and other Beast Spirit Warriors, if there is a contradiction, whoever kills whom, will rely on their own ability, even if it is Situ Taiye, the grandson of the Sword Saint, he really used dishonorable means to kill Chen Yongsheng, and the other Beast Spirit Warriors are most likely afraid of Situ Taiye.

And there will be no other thoughts.

But once he is hooked up with this kind of guy who completely cares about public safety and acts mischief, it will be over, even if this matter can survive Situ Taiye, there will be countless beast spirit warriors who want to kill him in the future.

Not only that, but something even more terrifying.

In the past, I didn't know Chen Yongsheng's identity, so everything was okay.

But now, he has made it clear that Chen Yongsheng is the son of a medical saint, and behind him, there are all the medical mages in the world, and there is no way to end just when his assassination of Chen Yongsheng is exposed.

The people of the Medical Mage Guild will never give up.

In other words, the Holy Sword Gate has already come to a catastrophe because of him.

Looking, Situ Taiye's pale face and anxious eyes.

The middle-aged fat man was already laughing.

"Young Master Situ, what are you afraid of? We are good friends, don't worry, when I kill you, I won't let you feel too much pain. ”

The moment he heard this, the grandson of the Sword Saint, Situ Taiye, had already stood up and said angrily.

"If you want to kill me, you can come now, do it immediately, don't talk nonsense. ”

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the live broadcast street was a little confused, after all, in such a situation, what Situ Taiye should do at night is undoubtedly to delay the time and wait for the rescuers, how can this kind of death-seeking talk be said?

Just when others are curious,

The middle-aged fat man sitting on the sofa was already smiling.

"Are you in such a hurry to die, is it because you are afraid that others will know, your young master, Situ, invested 1.5 billion to help me create that huge catastrophic-level aura bomb?"

"Or do you not want others to know that the request you made at that time was for me to help you kill Chen Yongsheng?"

The moment he heard this, the Sun of the Sword Saint instantly turned pale and his thoughts were discouraged.

"You don't want to spew blood! I did agree to invest 1.5 billion yuan, please help kill Chen Yongsheng, but, that aura bomb, it has nothing to do with me, don't talk nonsense, empty words, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, even if Lao Tzu is a ghost, he will never let you go!"

Hearing this, in an instant, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.