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Chapter 959 - 953 Brotherhood First Legion Infinity

Chapter 959: Chapter 953 Brotherhood First Legion Infinity

"White Butterfly, you’re done for!" Having clarified these matters in his mind, Li Changlin typed a line in the chat channel.

Then, he immediately opened the Gift Treasure Box, purchased a Decision, and threw it out.

"Damn, Li Changlin the fuck also came!"

Seeing what Li Changlin said, many people were instantly dumbfounded.

At that moment, the battle charge had already been sounded, and the brothers of Home of Changlin began a fierce attack.

In an instant, the sky in the entire broadcast room was filled with bombs.

"Li Changlin, don’t push people too far!" White Butterfly looked at the scene in horror on the Mic Sequence, screaming with all her might.

"Heh heh..." Li Changlin laughed twice, clearly not in the mood for a proper discussion.

"Fuck it, I’m scared of you, happy now?" White Butterfly’s face changed abruptly; she bit her lip hard, and then, with a slight sway of her body, she reached out and directly unplugged her computer’s network cable.

Click!

Instantly, the whole broadcast room went dark. Seeing this, not only the audience in the entire broadcast room, but even Li Changlin himself, were immediately dumbstruck.

Awesome! This woman was really decisive, she actually just quit the broadcast.

With the host offline, the wealth value couldn’t be cleared anymore, so the bombardment from the brothers of Home of Changlin lost its effect.

"Seriously, fuck, White Butterfly is shameless!"

"Damn it, fuck, you’ve got guts."

"Let’s go at her again tomorrow!"

"This woman, she really can handle herself."

"Damn, today White Butterfly has hit a new low, I’m actually kinda impressed with her now."

White Butterfly had gone offline, but the brothers of Home of Changlin didn’t want to let her off so easily, so many began to curse her out in the chat channel.

This situation left many speechless.

However, the members of Feixue Legion were not easy to mess with either, it was just a war of words, who’s afraid of whom.

In a flash, a cursing battle unfolded in the broadcast room, and as the members of Feixue Legion spread word that Li Changlin had forced White Butterfly to quit her broadcast, a large crowd of Feixue Legion members poured in.

As these people arrived, they naturally joined the fight, and the scene became even livelier.

At this time, Li Changlin watched in silence. White Butterfly’s decisiveness was indeed somewhat beyond his expectations. But this woman was really no good, and he felt no pressure in resetting her wealth value.

Of course, since White Butterfly had already quit her broadcast, he naturally had no reason to stay in that broadcast room anymore.

So, after saying goodbye to his brothers, Li Changlin was the first to return to his own broadcast room.

With Li Changlin’s departure, naturally many followed him, but there were still quite a few players who had not joined Home of Changlin and chose to stay.

These people weren’t afraid to make a big deal out of it either; after all, they were just online for some fun, so even though Li Changlin had left, the cursing battle did not end, which was an outcome Li Changlin had not expected.

As for White Butterfly, after angrily unplugging her network cable, she then directly closed the software, and shortly after, she reconnected the cable and logged back into her account and entered her room.

By this time Li Changlin had already taken a large number of people with him, but there were still thirty to forty thousand of Li Changlin’s fans in the room, cursing with members of Feixue Legion.

Looking at the situation, to be honest, White Butterfly herself was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

But she didn’t want to continue broadcasting tonight; who knew if Li Changlin would come back for another round later on.

Ding ding ding...

At that moment, White Butterfly’s private message icon suddenly started jumping; she knew someone was sending her a personal message.

In the past, White Butterfly wouldn’t look at these private chats, because whether it was the head or higher-ups of the Legion or high-level players looking for her, they would directly mention each other in group chats.

Privately messaged, most of them turned out to be fans who had only followed her for a short time, or were downright unscrupulous players intentionally teasing her taste.

Of course, there were also some so-called talent scouts, but White Butterfly was not interested in those either.

In her first few days as a host, White Butterfly was quite interested in these private messages.

But as she gradually came to understand certain rules of the live broadcast world, she lost her enthusiasm for those who greeted her through private messages.

However, not in a good mood today, White Butterfly didn’t think much and just casually clicked the continuously jumping icon.

"I am Cheng Hui, the leader of Wuji Corps. Li Changlin will join Heaven and Earth soon. I wonder if you’re interested in coming to Heaven and Earth and stepping on him mightily." When White Butterfly saw this message, her whole being became less calm.

She naturally knew of Wuji Corps from Heaven and Earth.

As the number one corps in Heaven and Earth, with fifty front-line hosts under its banner, each one’s ability was not inferior to Li Changlin’s.

In fact, there were a few among them who were even likely to greatly surpass Li Changlin.

If joining Heaven and Earth is the dream of all hosts, then becoming a member of Wuji Corps is the wish of all hosts.

However, becoming a host in Wuji Corps is not an easy task.

There are rumors in the martial world that the leader of Wuji Corps was established by a direct son of The Eight Great Families of the Capital, with tens of billions in assets under his command, and each front-line host is paid tens of millions annually, an amount that ordinary people can’t earn in several lifetimes.

Now, this legendary big shot was extending an olive branch to her?

White Butterfly couldn’t believe it; she shook her head hard to make herself a bit more alert and then typed, "You say you’re the leader of Wuji Corps, why should I believe you?"

"So you’re tempted." The other party did not directly answer the question but typed quickly, "How about this, I’ll let Huang Yingjie call you. By the way, you might not know who Huang Yingjie is; he is Jin from the Eight Great King Kongs and also the leader of your Feixue Legion."

"You, are you really the leader of Wuji Corps?" Seeing this line, White Butterfly’s heartbeat quickened, although she really didn’t know anything now, for some reason her subconscious already believed the other party’s words.

"After you confirm my identity by talking to Huang Yingjie, then ask him to tell you my phone number, and you can call me directly." The other party seemed very assertive and unwilling to respond to White Butterfly’s queries.

But White Butterfly didn’t dare get angry. Until things were completely clear, she couldn’t afford to offend such a big shot.