Underworld Live Broadcast: No Rewards? I’ll Beat Your Ancestors

Chapter 99 Don’t be afraid, nephew, I’ll ask Master Wan to save you!

 “Haha, Brother Hui ran away.”

 “Nima, this thief can run pretty fast.”

 “Typical, I can’t afford it.”

“Brother Hao, can you bear this?”

Tolerate?

How could he endure it? Qin Hao is a reasonable person. If Brother Hui is just chatting and pretending, forget it.

But he should never, never should, use money to show off with Qin Hao in the live broadcast room. For Qin Hao, who is currently extremely short of money, he promised to help you find a brother and you will reward him. Now the brother has found him. .

 But you want to run?

There are no doors…

Shaking his head, Qin Hao looked helpless: "Oh... brothers, you have seen it, sometimes kind people are always bullied..."

“Fuck him, Brother Hao, I agreed to help him find someone to reward him.”

 “That is, words do not mean what they say.”

“It’s not okay to not pay back the money you owe.”

 “Must get him…”

The water friends were also very angry, and they all looked down on his behavior towards Brother Hui who came here to show off for no reason.

 I can’t afford it, why don’t you put these pants on your sister?

“Okay, since the brothers all want to deal with him, let’s deal with him…”

Qin Hao grinned: "But this matter is not urgent. Let's wait until tonight..."

“If that Brother Hui has a trumpet in the live broadcast room, I would like to advise you that you’d better send the reward you promised, otherwise...”

 “You must bear the consequences at your own risk…”

Qin Hao guessed that with Brother Hui's character, if the big one ran away, he would open the small one and come in to watch secretly.

 Mainly because I want to see if I will become angry or not.

 After all, the character of this kind of person is cunning, cunning and shameless.

 He really got it right.

 Song Hui felt an inexplicable fear the first time he saw Chang Chao.

Since no one has been in contact with Chang Chao longer than him, he can tell at a glance that the man Qin Hao is looking for is his good brother Chang Chao.

“Fuck, what’s the point of this?”

Song Hui felt something was wrong at that time and ran away immediately.

 But after running away, he felt that this was too weird.

So I opened a small account and re-entered the live broadcast room to watch.

 As soon as I came in, I heard what Qin Hao said.

"What does he mean by this? Is he coming to find me?"

“Is this guy a human or a ghost?”

“Fuck, why can he find Chang Chao? Isn’t Chang Chao dead?”

 A series of question marks appeared in his mind, making Song Hui feel very uneasy.

 But Song Hui is a cautious person and takes his own life very seriously.

Especially after Chang Chao died, he cherished his life even more. Every time he found a woman, he would ask her to go to the hospital for various examinations. Otherwise, he would never dare to touch her for fear of contracting some disease.

 “How about giving him a reward?”

 “No…absolutely impossible, I am the Crown Prince of Jiangcheng!”

 The idea of ​​​​giving Qin Hao a reward was rejected by Song Hui in just a moment.

But Song Hui still felt a little inexplicable fear. If this person was really dead and was a ghost, would he come to him?

“He just said night, which means he is preparing to act at night.”

 “No, no matter whether it is true or not, we must make preparations in advance.”

Thinking of this, Song Hui immediately called Zhao Si, one of his father's four kings.

This Zhao Si is his father's confidant, and he has watched him grow up since he was a child. Song Hui is very close to him. All the dirty things Song Hui did in the past were all handled by Zhao Si.

 The call is connected.

 “Xiaohui, are you in trouble again?”

Zhao Si's voice revealed a helpless but helpless tone. This Song Hui really gave him a headache. He was causing trouble every three days, and he had to help solve it every time.

“Fourth uncle, you have to save me.”

Song Hui sounded a little panicked.

"What's up?"

Zhao Si frowned.

Song Hui didn't know how to explain it to Zhao Si. After thinking about it, he had to say: "Uncle Fourth, I may have encountered something unclean. Can you help me find an expert? I'm afraid that thing will come to me at night."

"ah?"

Zhao Si was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "What did I think it was? There are no ghosts in this world, so don't be afraid."

“No, Fourth Uncle, it’s true. You have to believe me.”

 Song Hui was anxious.

Although he was not sure whether Qin Hao would come to him, his intuition told him that something would definitely happen at night. You must prepare yourself.

“Okay, okay, God is nagging, it just so happens that Master Wan is in Jiangcheng recently. I will call Master Wan soon and ask him to contact you.”

 Zhao Si is now the overlord in Jiangcheng.

 His apparent identity is that he is the CEO of a real estate company.

 Song Hui's father had already cleared his surface identity with a group of brothers.

 Zhao Si himself does not believe in these ghosts and gods, but sometimes he often encounters strange things when doing projects.

 So many real estate company CEOs know some so-called experts.

These experts will help perform a ritual ceremony every time a new land is opened for construction.

Zhao Si's previous construction sites often had accidents. Since he met Master Wan, there have been no accidents at his construction sites.

 So this expert was regarded as a guest by Zhao Si.

 “You mean Master Wan?”

"Very good…"

Song Hui has long been aware of the reputation of Master Wan.

This person is not only Zhao Si's guest, but Song Hui's father, Song Yuanqiao, chairman of the Jiangcheng Song Group, highly respects Master Wan.

 As the son of Song Yuanqiao, Master Wan was very considerate. After receiving the call from Zhao Si, he contacted Song Hui.

 At noon, Master Wan came to the villa where Song Hui lived.

In an extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, an old man wearing a Tang suit got out. The old man had an extraordinary temperament and an aura of calmness and authority.

"Master Wan...you are here. You must help me this time."

Song Hui didn't dare to put on airs when he saw him.

Master Wan said lightly: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Song Hui did not dare to hide it and told the matter to Master Wan.

When he learned that a ghost from the underworld was hosting a live broadcast, Master Wan frowned: "Nonsense, how could a ghost from the underworld start a live broadcast? It must be fake."

“I don’t believe it either, but he really found my brother Chang Chao.”

“Let’s not talk about this for now, why did you have a conflict?”

 Master Wan waved his hand and asked why.

Song Hui said: "I just don't like him, so I made a bet with him that if he helps me find my brother, I will give him 5,000 taels."

"What?"

Master Wan’s expression changed when he heard this.

 “What’s wrong, Master?”

Song Hui suddenly had a bad feeling.

Master Wan glanced at him and said calmly: "Hey, do you know what 5,000 taels of cash represents?"

“Isn’t it just 5,000 taels, a lot?”

Song Hui doesn’t understand.

Master Wan looked at him with a half-smile: "For your family, it's really not much, just 50 million."

 “What? 50 million?”

Song Hui was confused. Is dirty money so expensive?

"But it doesn't matter. Since you have found me, you are obviously not prepared to pay the money. No matter whether the other party is a real ghost or not, I will help you."

 After saying that, Master Wan took out a bunch of talismans from his body.

“This is a ghost-suppressing charm. Stick it in the room where you sleep. I guarantee you will be fine at night.”

 “Does this thing work?”

Song Hui took the talisman, and there were hundreds of them in the pile.

"If you don't believe me, don't use it..." Master Wan glanced at him.

“Xinxin, Master’s things are definitely not ordinary.” Song Hui chuckled.

 I was about to go back to the house to apply the charm, but I didn’t want to hear Master Wan’s voice behind me.

“Young Master Song, you haven’t paid yet.”

 “Thanks for your patronage, 2 million.”

Song Hui thought to himself, I have never paid in all these years in Jiangcheng.

However, when he thought that Master Wan was respected by his own father, he did not dare to default on the money and transferred 2 million to the other party.

 Master Wan left with satisfaction.

Song Hui also returned to the house with satisfaction and filled the room where he slept with ghost-suppressing charms.

 After putting them up, it was already approaching evening. Song Hui looked at the talismans all over the room and nodded proudly.

“Hmph, no matter whether you are real or fake, I am not afraid of you.”

 (End of this chapter)