Food anchors must be decathlons

"Wen Yao, shall we have a barbecue today?" A woman hugged the arm of a man with dyed hair and wearing a brand-name sweater, coquettishly.

"I really want to go to the local tyrant who is very popular on the Internet recently. I see that many female anchors on the same website have posted on Weibo. I also want to take pictures and eat barbecue."

With the increase in the number of diners coming and going, the reputation of the same style of local tyrants is also growing.

Nowadays, its existence is not limited to the Z city forum where this name first appeared.In various social software, the frequency of appearance of Tuhao gold logo of the same style as Tuhao is gradually increasing.

"Okay, then let's go to that local tyrant's house today." Xu Wenyao agreed casually after hearing the words.

He looked at the female anchor who was hugging his arm and acted like a baby, with a smug look on his face.

... The beautiful female anchor who used to love to answer and never paid attention to him in the live broadcast room or other social software, after he spent 10,000+, finally agreed to meet him and treated him very hospitablely.

As long as the money is in place, is there anything else that cannot be obtained?Not knowing what he was thinking of, Xu Wenyao curled his lips, showing an almost disgusted expression on his face.

Seeing this, the female anchor next to her shuddered, and she smiled even more beautifully and hugged her arms tighter: "Wen Yao, don't you want to eat barbecue? If you don't like it, we can go to other places."

"I don't like it, it's just that I just thought of something." Xu Wenyao took out the BMW key, "Let's go, let's go have a barbecue."

"Where is that barbecue restaurant?"

The hostess held Xu Wenyao's hand: "It's in the food street, not far from here. The nearest restaurant is really famous on the Internet."

……

Xu Wenyao drove the hostess to the food street, and skillfully found a nearby parking space to stop.

After getting out of the car, Xu Wenyao saw the same style of the local tyrant who was said to be very popular recently.

In his opinion, it was just an ordinary stall in a food street.An ordinary booth, with a logo, it really looks like a tall one.

"Tsk, it's just marketing." Xu Wenyao said disdainfully, "No matter how much marketing is done, it's actually just a barbecue stall."

"So it's marketing?" The female anchor walked forward holding Xu Wenyao's hand, and said sweetly, "Wen Yao, you really know a lot."

They left the parking space intimately and walked into the food street.While walking, the hostess found that Xu Wenyao next to her suddenly stopped: "Wen Yao, what's wrong?"

She looked up and saw that Xu Wenyao, who was still fine, was pale, and looked in disbelief at Yu Minghan, who was standing behind the oven not far away, wearing the uniform uniform of the local tyrant.

"how can that be?"

The hostess couldn't hear what Xu Wenyao said: "Wenyao, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

……

Yu Minghan always felt that someone was watching him.Subconsciously, he raised his head and glanced over there, and saw Xu Wenyao, whose face was as pale as a ghost.

Yu Minghan never had much curiosity about those strangers he didn't know.But seeing the other party take a step back suddenly after meeting his gaze, Yu Minghan quickly realized that the other party should know him.

...Could it be that there was any quarrel with the original body before?

Yu Minghan saw that the other party suddenly threw off the woman clinging to him, turned around and wanted to run, and guessed randomly in his heart.

He stared at Xu Wenyao for a while, then gradually shifted his gaze from the other person to the pop-up window that popped up.

【男

The person who beat you to death in an alley without surveillance. 】

Yu Minghan: ...

Yu Minghan:! ! !

There is very little information on the pop-up window, but the amount of information revealed from the short words is not small.

Yu Minghan immediately put down the skewers he was holding, walked around the oven in front of him and chased after him.

He Feng, who was waiting to receive the skewers, saw Yu Minghan's inexplicable movements, and subconsciously called out, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The other rich second generations who were busy heard the words and looked over, following the direction Yu Minghan was chasing, they saw Xu Wenyao who was fleeing out of the food street in a panic.

Even if they don't know what happened, looking at the situation, they can roughly understand what happened between Brother Yu and that man.

Several rich second generations immediately followed suit, and one of them shouted while chasing: "That man wearing Gucci fakes in front, stop for me!"

Then the rich second generation who shouted was immediately stopped by the female anchor: "What, you said he was wearing fakes?!"

Seeing the other friends running away after him, the rich second generation who was stopped was a little impatient.But due to his family's education from childhood to adulthood, he really couldn't do the gesture of throwing off a woman's hand roughly.

Seeing people running away gradually, feeling that he must not be able to catch up, the rich second generation had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and stop his pursuit.

He shook the hostess's hand away, curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "Of course it's a fake, that's so obvious."

The female anchor's face suddenly became a little ugly.But suddenly, she realized that the person in front of her recognized it as a fake at a glance.She scanned the watch on the opponent's wrist, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

The hostess eased the expression on her face, and asked in a soft voice, "Is it really obvious? I can't even see it."

Even if the hostess deliberately restrained her expression, the rich second generation who had been in a state of being hooked up in the past could see the small thoughts hidden in the other party's heart at a glance.

He really knows what this expression means, which means that the female anchor in front of him wants to pick him up.

The rich second generation rolled his eyes, smiled at the hostess, scratched the back of his head and said, "Under normal circumstances, I actually can't see it, after all, I can't afford Gucci."

"But this time it's different. I see that dress is exactly the same as the bootleg I've seen online for a long time, so I think it's a fake that hasn't escaped."

The female anchor looked at the watch in the rich second generation's hand: "...Piracy?"

The rich second generation raised his wrist, and brought out the rhetoric he had used before: "Pinduoduo, nine yuan and nine free shipping."

"If you want to add a WeChat, I will send you the link."

The hostess withdrew her hand that wanted to continue clinging, her voice became cold: "No."

On the other side, Yu Minghan, who had been strengthened physically by the Star Realm Vientiane Live Broadcasting Company, quickly caught up with Xu Wenyao.

With a run-up, he kicked Xu Wenyao to the ground with a flying kick.

Xu Wenyao still wanted to get up and continue running, but he saw himself being surrounded by rich second generations who were chasing him.

"Fuck, you run really fast." Chen Xuyan, who had been exercising intensely, took a few short breaths, "What, did you do something wrong?"

He Feng caught up and adjusted his breathing with his hands on his knees: "Brother, what happened just now?"

"I met someone who knocked on my sap in the alley before," Yu Minghan said, "call the police."

When Xu Wenyao heard the word "call the police", the expression on his face became even more flustered.He wanted to rush away from the group of people surrounding him, but was kicked back to the ground from behind.

"Damn it, you actually fucked me, Brother Yu." He Feng looked at Xu Wenyao who was still struggling to get up, and kicked him again.

……

When the police came, Xu Wenyao looked miserable surrounded by a group of rich second generations.

The police who just got out of the car thought for a moment that Xu Wenyao, who was surrounded in the middle, called the police, and subconsciously snapped, "What are you doing?! Stop it."

The circle of rich second generations surrounding Xu Wenyao turned their heads and looked over after hearing the words.From the gaps between their movements, one could see Xu Wenyao surrounded by bruises on his face.

"Who called the police?" The policeman looked at Xu Wenyao subconsciously, but he became more and more depressed when he saw the other person's complexion.

With arms folded and a cold face, He Feng said, "I called the police."

"It's this guy who hurt my brother Yu before." He pointed at Xu Wenyao, his voice carried a kind of coldness that was completely opposite to his usual cheerful tone.

The identities of the victim and the perpetrator were reversed, and the policeman couldn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Yu Minghan took out his mobile phone and clicked on a photo he took when he first came to this world just in case——

In the photo, the young man was sitting on the ground with half-closed eyes, his face almost covered with blood.Blood gushed from the horrible wound on his forehead and flowed all over the floor.

Just from this photo on the mobile phone screen, it seems that the strong smell of blood at that time can be smelled.

When He Feng saw this photo, his eyes immediately turned red.Not far away, Xu Wenyao fell to the ground suddenly, and it was unknown which rich second generation kicked him.

The police took Yu Minghan's cell phone and looked at Yu Minghan's face again and again in comparison with the photos.

"...is that you in this photo?"

It's hard to imagine that under the premise of being beaten into such a miserable state, the person concerned can still be so calm and self-reliant after meeting the enemy.

"Well," Yu Minghan replied, "I took this photo myself."

...The technology of the Vientiane in the Astral World is so good that it won't even leave you with a scar after it heals.If he didn't take a photo to keep the certificate, he was afraid that he wouldn't even have any evidence in court later.

When He Feng thought of his brother Yu being beaten so badly, he still struggled to get up to take pictures and leave his certificate, his throat seemed to be blocked.He stared at Xu Wenyao, this silly Baitian who usually doesn't look like a rich second generation finally bared his fangs: "Damn it, wait for me to spend a lifetime in prison."

The word "prison" irritated Xu Wenyao who was paralyzed on the ground. He struggled to get up and defended himself: "I will not go to jail."

"He has nothing wrong, why should I go to jail!"

"Is nothing wrong?" Yu Minghan turned his head to look at the other party, and said word by word: "I was fine at that time, you know this best."

He smiled at Xu Wenyao, this beautiful smile seemed to Xu Wenyao's eyes to be a bit hideous.

Yu Minghan: "Tell me, who asked you to come. And how much did you charge for doing this?"