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114: Hell anchor, something big has happened to you. You actually follow the Zhou family steward! ?
The driver slightly raised his head, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.
“Back in my youth…”
“I also wanted to take a spontaneous trip. I wanted to climb mountains, I wanted to experience the beauty of nature!”
“Alas… the pressures of life have bent my back!”
The driver’s eyes showed a hint of sadness.
“Simply put, I don’t have money!”
The driver smiled faintly.
Wang Yi: He’s quite the actor too.
“Officer, thanks!”
“I even misunderstood you were going to hit me just now.”
The driver chuckled.
“It’s nothing,” Wang Yi shook his head.
After a while, a group of Law Enforcers rushed over.
Captain: “…”
I caught a wanted criminal, and I’m still dizzy.
Is this something our Traffic Police Officer should be doing?
A moment later, enforcement vehicles drove over, vivovivo.
They directly tied up Hu Dahai and took him away… Zhou Yang and the others all went home.
Chu Lingtian took Han Ling to introduce him to the surrounding villas.
Han Ling: “…”
Brother, you won’t even spare a room for me now.
Chu Lingtian: Haha!
Want to disturb my and my wife’s time alone?
Believe it or not, I’ll kick you to death!
Han Ling: “…”
He didn’t know what methods were used, but Han Ling was discussing the purchase of a villa with the owner near the Zhou Family Villa.
After exchanging phone numbers with everyone, Xia Tian returned to the Wen Family.
Zhou Yang lay on the bed, his phone rang, and he picked it up casually.
“Hey, Sister Ling, what’s up?”
Zhou Yang asked.
“Let’s go back in a couple of days. Fly to Yangcheng in Yue Province with Uncle Yang. We’re already on our way!”
Shen Xueling’s voice came through, “So, we won’t be returning to Modu (Magic City) for now!”
“You have business to attend to?” Zhou Yang asked curiously.
“Yes, there’s something I need to handle. The driver’s license has been processed; I’ll give it to you when I get back.”
“Alright, boarding now, hanging up!”
Shen Xueling said.
“Okay, you and Uncle Yang be careful.” Zhou Yang hung up the phone.
What are they going to Yangcheng for?
Forget it, I won’t think about it.
Time to play PUBG.
Time is like a naked beauty; when you pay attention to her, she stays still.
When you stop paying attention, she zips away and is gone in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, it was evening.
“Holy crap, holy crap!”
Zhang Xiao rushed in, “Old Zhou, something big has happened!”
Zhou Yang looked bewildered, “Please put on some clothes first; don’t just wear your underwear!”
“Uh, I was a bit anxious!”
Zhang Xiao opened Douyin, “Old Zhou, look, this is my account!”
“Your account? Who are you calling ‘bro’ with!” Zhou Yang rolled his eyes, “Uncle Yang’s account?”
“Uncle Yang is old but young at heart; he’s even learning from young people.”
Zhou Yang scrolled through a bit, “What kind of stuff does Uncle Yang collect and like!”
“Can’t it be set to private!”
“All I see is a sea of white!”
“Sigh, Uncle Yang is old; it seems he needs a young lady.”
Zhou Yang shook his head.
Zhang Xiao: “…”
I know brother needs a woman, but this isn’t about women right now!
“Old Zhou, look.”
Zhang Xiao pointed to a fan account, “Changhong Funeral Home.”
“What about it?” Zhou Yang asked.
“He followed my account!” Zhang Xiao screamed, “That means I’m going to die!”
Zhou Yang: “?????”
Why would he die?
Zhang Xiao said helplessly, “Anyone whose account he follows… ends up dead!”
Zhou Yang’s face twitched, “Don’t be superstitious! This is all feudal dross!”
Zhang Xiao: (;¬д¬)
“You’re telling me not to be superstitious, right in front of me, a Little Celestial Master.”
“Are you looking down on me, or are you looking down on our Dragon Tiger Mountain?”
Zhang Xiao’s expression was hard to describe.
Zhou Yang: “Ahem, ahem, my tongue slipped a bit.”
“Look closely!”
Zhang Xiao said, “The people he follows, the shortest die on the same day, the longest within seven days!”
Zhou Yang: “…”
Suddenly, it seemed he might vaguely remember.
In a certain novel I once read.
Changhong Funeral Home, a one-stop service.
Everyone he followed… ended up dead.
Could it be that this is a Protagonist?
If he’s the Protagonist, then Uncle Yang… Zhou Yang scratched his head, lost in thought.
After a long while, he directly shook his head, “Uncle Yang will be fine!”
As long as he could remember, Uncle Yang was always the most awesome.
Uncle Yang is an eternal god.
A mere streamer cannot cause Uncle Yang’s death.
Lin Feng had walked in at some point, looking speechless.
Uncle Yang is going to die?
Who the hell would believe that!
I initially thought he was a born innate master, but then I realized… I still couldn’t see through him!
I heard that Uncle Yang was also a prominent figure twenty years ago.
How could such an amazing person die so easily?
“Hey, he’s live-streaming!”
Zhang Xiao said.
Zhou Yang picked up his phone, opened Douyin, and clicked in.
On the screen, Hao Ren chuckled, “Brothers, long time no see! According to the rules, should we go ‘check in’ on other streamers today?”
[Underworld Streamer, don’t even talk about it. I see you’ve followed someone again.]
[Tell us, how many days do you plan to perform your ritual this time to kill him?]
[That name sounds a bit familiar.]
[Holy crap, streamer, I’m telling you, you’re in trouble. This is the butler of the Magic City!]
[Streamer, if you can’t kill him, you’ll be killed!]
[Streamer, quickly unfollow him!]
Barrages of comments scrolled by.
Hao Ren: “?????”
Magic City?
Is he the butler of the richest Zhou Family?
Why is there a ninety-nine percent chance of death?
“Lin Feng, have Zheng Yuan look up this person’s information.”
Zhou Yang immediately screenshotted and sent it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded, sent the image to Zheng Yuan, “Three minutes, I want all the information on this person!”
Ding-dong.
“Are you playing a domineering CEO? I’ve sent you the information! It didn’t even take ten seconds!” Zheng Yuan’s voice came from the phone.
Lin Feng: Awesome!
Damn, so the Dragon Group had already been following him all this time!
Zhou Yang and the others gathered around to check the information.
Zhou Yang: Hao Ren? This name is exactly like Uncle Yang’s.
Whoever he follows, dies.
“System, is this a Protagonist?” Zhou Yang asked.
“Ding, yes, it’s a civilian-level Child of Destiny. Do as you please!” the System said.
“You’re getting lazier and lazier. If I don’t ask, you don’t even tell me anymore!”
Zhou Yang was speechless.
“Ding, the System is just slacking off!” the System said indifferently.
Zhou Yang: “Let’s discuss this. You still have to tell me about the Child of Destiny, but whether to beat him or play with him is up to me.”
“Ding, okay!”
The System looked indifferent, “You handle it.”
Zhou Yang: Am I not caring enough about the System?
Where is the System’s ferocity from when it first arrived, constantly egging me on to fight?
System, you’ve fallen too!
Zhou Yang stretched, I’ll have some fun with this Hao Ren!
Whoosh!
A Carnival gift appeared directly in the live stream, dominating the screen.
Then, nine more Carnivals were sent.
Hao Ren: “Thank you, big boss, thank you, Brother Zhou Yang, thank you for your support!”
[Zhou Yang?]
[Is it the Zhou Yang I know?]
[Zhou Yang: Less talk, connect!]
Zhou Yang directly sent a co-streaming request.
Hao Ren was slightly startled. Could it be that the Zhou Family had come for revenge?
“Zhang Xiao, after we connect, look at his face!”
Zhou Yang smiled.
Zhang Xiao nodded.
Hao Ren clicked accept.
And so… [Holy crap, so handsome!]
[It really is the Young Master of the Zhou Family!]
[Streamer, run! Young Master Zhou definitely knows you followed his butler; he’s going to get you.]
[Streamer, why don’t you apologize first!]
Hao Ren: “…”
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