Chapter 367 Master Niu's Live Broadcast Room (5)

In fact, in the first few minutes, all the melon-eaters who watched the live broadcast were directly dumbfounded by the fierce eating of the bald men.

They didn't react until the dense barrage and various gift effects completely covered the bald figures.

They cursed fiercely, others who sent barrage and gifts.

At the same time, he also used various means to quickly contact his relatives and friends, and used all kinds of exaggerated tones to tell him about this unusual and heavy-tasting live broadcast...

At the same time, Li Douya, the owner of the Crooked Bean Sprouts live broadcast platform, was also reflected.

Immediately, he yelled to the outside at the top of his voice: "Go tell those guys in the technical department to immediately ban all the barrage and special effects of gifts in the room, are they all pigs' brains!"

Soon, everything returned to normal, and the group consisting of dozens of large servers can completely withstand hundreds of millions of visits.

Looking at the rapidly increasing number of viewers and the total value of gifts, Li Douya knew that he was completely right to spend such a huge amount of money.

As long as there are a few more live broadcasts like this, the live broadcast platform he created will definitely be one of the best on this planet.

After all, there are many organizations on this planet with the same strength, or with stronger strength.

But Ken came out to broadcast live, and he has such a refined performance; apart from these skinheads, he really can't find a second candidate.

Under the attention of as many as 500 million viewers around the world, these ten bald people ate and drank for two hours, and all kinds of cooked meat that had been piled up like a mountain were quickly consumed.

Even at this moment, none of these bald men wanted to stop talking.

During these two long hours, none of their mouths made a sound; but everyone can see that they are enjoying the beauty of food, not dying for gifts like other live broadcasters support.

Under their influence, the stomachs of the people who eat melons quickly became hungry.

In this regard, they couldn't help tossing about their own refrigerators, and even more, they hurriedly made various takeaway calls.

What makes them desperate is that all the takeaway merchants said: due to the sudden number of orders, it is too large, and it will take at least three hours before they can be delivered outside.

"Damn three hours." For a while, countless curses like this resounded.

It really took three hours before it was delivered. The bald heads in these live broadcasts were already full and stopped the live broadcast. At that time, there will be a woolen takeaway!

During the live broadcast, Mr. Niu, who has never shown up before, is currently operating the camera live broadcast, while leisurely enjoying the roast chicken, and the ground beside him is already full of beer bottles, and he is a little drunk at this time It's over; and those native goods who keep coming to take a sip seem to be more alcoholic.

If this guy could take a look at the subtitles that were flashing in the chat box in the live broadcast room, he would definitely find these complaints full of resentment.

Then, this guy will use an abnormally positive tone to tell the bumpkins in the live broadcast room: "Don't talk about three hours, it is not difficult to let these bald people eat and drink non-stop at the current speed for a whole day."

It's a pity that Master Niu seems unable to prove this to everyone...

Just as the guy finished eating the chicken leg in his hand and was about to grab the wings on the roast chicken, a huge black shadow flew past his eyes, and then slammed heavily on the concrete wall of the warehouse.

In the splash of stone chips, the solid concrete wall was directly hit with large cracks, revealing the soil of the mountain behind; then the silly dog ​​who smashed this effect slipped off the wall without a word, and passed out.

*****

Almost immediately, Man and the others stopped eating and drinking.

They used the audience in the live broadcast room, who couldn't see the speed of reaction clearly, and set up a line of defense in front of Master Niu in time; I have to say, this performance was perfect.

The only thing missing was that they didn't have any weapons at all, they could only pick up two wine bottles with both hands.

This posture, combined with their attire, looks more like a social person who is about to start a film with other gangs at a food stall for supper, rather than a so-called strong God of War.

In fact, when Man and the others came over, they originally planned to bring weapons. At worst, they would at least have an engineer shovel, which would never be missing.

It's just that Mr. Niu thought that not long ago, he showed off the strong muscles of a skinhead in front of people all over the world. Logically speaking, as long as he is not a brain-dead person, he will never come to find fault again during this period of time. .

So, he stopped Man and the others, seemingly planning to do nothing...

No matter how long they had to wait, a few figures walked into the door of this warehouse in a hurry, and walked into the eyes of hundreds of millions of people in the live broadcast room.

There were only three people who came, and all of them had oriental faces. Except for the leader who was a middle-aged man, the other two were elderly people.

"What's the matter, the lingering island devil? The last two times were not enough, and now they are sent to your door again?" Niu Xu asked clamorously, standing behind the crowd.

As for why they can confirm that the other party is the remnant of the island country, they can clearly distinguish this point by looking at their unique short legs and the wooden clogs on their feet.

What's more, the three of them were wearing the unique robes of the island country, which made people look like rat droppings in the snow-white rice, so obvious and eye-catching.

After the three of them entered the gate, they stood there with relaxed faces, as if they had quite enough confidence.

Even though the eleven bald heads in front of them, except for the parallel importer Niu Xu, seemed to be masters at the level of the God of War; the three islanders still didn't notice it at all.

The leading middle-aged man should be very good. The other two old men are not even qualified to stand side by side with him. They can only stand there half a step back to show their respect.

After a habitual pause, the middle-aged man planned to say something?

However, Master Niu, who was standing behind Man and the others, was in a state of drunkenness, so there was no inkling of the middle-aged dwarf in his mood.

He directly smashed the half-drunk beer bottle in his hand, and roared in his mouth: "I told you about wool, kill them to death!"

There will be more updates later, but I have to wait for uncle to order beer first