144: Setting up a stall still requires two small ones

The suggestions from the Streamer's audience were taken seriously after Su Yu finished today's completely one-sided, crushing revenge.

Finally, Little Brother Tou Tou, who had been screaming in collapse from the cardboard gatling gun and water bead guns, went through a series of states—preferring death over surrender, a slight mental breakdown, raising hands in surrender, surrender being futile, a major mental breakdown, fighting back desperately, counterattack being futile, surrendering again, surrender being futile, heartbreaking cries, complete madness—before ultimately having a complete mental collapse.

Little Brother sat on the ground, curled up into a tiny ball, large tears of grievance squeezing out from his eyes, looking pitiful and helpless.

At this moment, he was submerged in a sea of foam pellets; his hair, eyebrows, and even his ears were filled with small foam balls.

For the first time in his life, he learned to shut up.

Because he discovered that the louder he screamed, the fiercer the firepower from the gatling gun opposite him became.

The more fiercely he resisted, the more intense the attacks he received.

Especially when he fought back.

He was almost stuffed with a mouthful of foam balls by the gatling gun blasting directly at his face, making his face numb.

However, after he shut up, although the gatling gun's continuous suppression continued, the opponent had clearly vented enough of his frustration, and the firepower gradually weakened.

Su Yu ultimately showed mercy.

Of the twenty magazines he had prepared in advance, only nineteen were emptied.

Because he felt that the opponent had already received the lesson he deserved.

After this battle, this Little Brother probably wouldn't want to play gunfight games ever again.

After all, most people's childhood memories are filled with laughter.

But his childhood was enveloped by an endless barrage of white foam pellet bullets. The more he cried, the more painful the bullets felt hitting him!

Su Yu naturally became a shadow he would never be able to erase in his life... As arrogant as he was when he arrived, that's how sad he was when he left.

The battle completely ended after Little Brother Tou Tou declared his complete surrender, vowing never to utter harsh words in front of Su Yu again.

The special operations squad threw off their armor and weapons!

When handing over the spoils of war, they not only felt no reluctance but rather a sense of relief.

None of the four people present showed any hesitation; they all immediately took off all sorts of equipment. From large bulletproof vests to small bullet magazines, and even unused water bullets, everything was handed over.

They were afraid that if they were slow to hand it over, Su Yu would be unhappy and blast them with the gatling gun again without a word.

And all the spoils of war they handed over naturally belonged entirely to Su Yu.

However, Su Yu was not interested in these plastic toys.

Is that all? He wouldn't even play with water-shooting toys; they were boring and not as good as his own cardboard gatling gun.

So, in the end, this equipment went to the Little bros who teamed up with Su Yu.

"Are you convinced today?"

Su Yu used the muzzle of his gun to lift Little Brother Tou Tou's face.

At this moment, the defiance in Little Brother's eyes had long turned into fear and admiration.

"Big Brother, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"I'm completely convinced today, please let us go, we won't dare to bully people again in the future."

Su Yu nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this, then he looked at the audience in the Streamer's room.

Little Brother being thoroughly convinced naturally made the audience excited and very satisfied.

Earlier, the comment suggesting Su Yu set up a stall at the primary school entrance reappeared, which also piqued his interest.

Then, Su Yu turned around and asked Zhang Peng, who was affectionately playing with his new equipment.

"Zhang Peng, what do you think if I set up a stall at your school entrance to sell these cardboard toys? If it were you guys, would you buy them?"

Zhang Peng answered without thinking.

"Of course, we'd buy them!!!"

"Big Brother, your weapon is so powerful, even better than the sniper rifle my dad bought me! If you're willing to sell it, I'd definitely be the first to buy it!"

"If you don't believe me, ask the others if they'd be willing?"

Su Yu turned his head, curiously looking at everyone.

"Buy! We'd definitely buy them!"

"Whoever doesn't buy is a fool!"

"Big Brother, are you really going to sell weapons? How much?"

Upon hearing that there was a chance to acquire the gatling gun now in their hands, the Little bros all got excited and started chattering, crowding forward to inquire about the price.

"Big Brother, we're from No. 3 Experimental Primary School, we have more money than the students from their No. 2 Primary School. If you sell at our school entrance, you'll definitely get a good price."

"Bullshit! Who said your No. 3 Primary School has money! Only a few do. Big Brother, if you don't believe me, go to our No. 2 Primary School entrance and see, there are way more stalls selling toys than at No. 3 Primary School!"

"Hmph, what if there are more? They're all just cheap street vendor goods."

"Street vendor goods also have more variety than yours!"

...Seeing the Little bros, originally from two different factions, about to argue again, Su Yu finally understood why children were incompatible.

It turned out that besides being different ages, they also belonged to different schools.

No wonder they couldn't get along.

The Little bros on his team today were all from No. 2 Experimental Primary School, which was the school the No. 3 Primary School kids referred to as having many stalls outside the gate, but mostly selling street vendor goods.

Su Yu thought about it for a moment.

He decided that if he really were to set up a stall, he could indeed consider going to No. 2 Experimental Primary School.

Besides the Little bros being more familiar and having a better relationship with him, the more cheap stalls outside the gate, the more it meant his toys offered high value for money and strong core competitiveness!

If he wanted to sell, he could indeed easily sell them for a good price.

After asking Zhang Peng for a bit more information, Su Yu carried his two cardboard gatling guns and returned home.

These two toys were his beginning in infiltrating the Little Brother group, but definitely not the end.

On the way.

The audience in the Streamer's room were also very supportive of Su Yu's idea of setting up a stall to sell toys.

Everyone was watching the Streamer anyway.

Instead of staying home every day making all sorts of things, it would be better to go out more and stream outdoors.

Compared to showcasing various high-tech or novel and unique items, the audience also preferred to see the Streamer show off in front of people.

How did that saying go?

If there are no spectators when showing off, then it's meaningless.

If the various props and things created cannot be seen and known by others, then watching Su Yu's Streamer would also lose its meaning.

Su Yu himself was gradually beginning to understand this principle now.

So... he really wanted to say something right now.

System task, why aren't you coming out to settle the score yet!!!

Where's my reputation value, where are my extra rewards, where did they all go?!!!

Where's my reputation value, where are my extra rewards, where did they all go?!!!