Chapter: 4090

"Which wave is this? The fifth wave. We will go to the sixth wave later. Thank you for your gifts. Today we will slaughter all of Xinshou Village..."

It turned out to be a small project for people to play for fun. There were more than half a million people watching the live broadcast.

Rebirth is to go back to Novice Village. Once you come out, you will be killed when you encounter the crazy world. It doesn’t matter if you lose experience. The key is that it’s too difficult to lose equipment.

There are many on the barrage that say:

"As expected of the master who charged three million, it's awesome."

"There are only a few people who are qualified to be the opponents of Mad Brother."

"..."

There were some scoldings, but more praises. The spectators were very happy and liked the pleasure of wanton crushing.

"He's just guarding, so how do we get out?"

Mengmeng was stuffy.

"Then... shall we go back?" Zhang Han replied slowly.

"We are not opponents, we can't hold a knife."

Zhang Han smiled: "Isn't this a money-charging game?"

"Eh?" Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, and then curled her lips: "No, no, no, no, no, the game is no longer allowed if mom finds out, dad, I'm satisfied if you have this heart, don't charge money, you're not mom opponent."

Speaking of the latter, Mengmeng sighed like a little adult, and seemed to have a bit of regret and sigh.

Zhang Han's face darkened.

"Your dad still has status at home, okay? What you see is just an illusion, if you don't believe dad, call now,"

Zhang Han said angrily, took out his mobile phone, dialed Zi Yan, and turned on the speakerphone:

"Hello? Wife, I just played a game and need to recharge some money."

"Why are you telling me about this? Just play if you want."

"Good boy, come back tonight to reward you."

Zhang Han looked at Mengmeng triumphantly, said hello and hung up the phone.

Zi Yan didn't react at first, but when she did, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

At the same time, I wonder if Mengmeng is deliberately making a joke?

It really is.

Mengmeng gave Zhang Han a thumbs up with a thief-like expression on his face:

"It's still my dad who is amazing, Dad, how much should we charge?"

"Break through the sky!" Zhang Han replied casually.

"Don't make it too much, just be stronger than that crazy world, let's fight back." Mengmeng muttered: "If there are too many, Dad, you will sleep on the sofa at night."

"What kind of sofa, money is something outside of the body." Zhang Han touched his forehead: "Look, each of Dad's bank cards must have hundreds of millions."