The live streaming room was almost in a frenzy.
"What the hell is happening with Zhang Fan, I'm freaking out here, where the hell is the host, hurry the fuck up and tell me."
"Forty-seven kilometers, oh my god, host, hurry and see if Zhang Fan is alright."
"I already bought a plane ticket, host, quickly give me the address."
"Ten rockets, representing my feelings, you must help me buy some nutritional supplements for Zhang Fan."
"I'm sending twenty rockets."
The next moment, rockets filled the sky.
Seeing all these rockets, the people at Douyu were almost going insane.
"Shit, which tycoon is this, sending rockets since the stream started, damn it, must be nearly two or three hundred by now."
"Damn, let's go see, streaming from morning to afternoon, I want to see who this god is."
However, when these people entered, they saw an ambulance and three people lying on the ground.
"Fuck, is the stream showing a fight? Damn, I'm calling the cops."
