"Good guy, right?"

Putting down the handwritten instructions of the "famous local super beautiful knife maker", Qin Che picked up the knife and weighed it.

The weight of this knife is about twenty kilograms, and wielding is not a difficult task for myself who has just strengthened his strength.

However, after reading the instruction manual, Qin Che developed a sense of distrust of the knife.

Generally speaking, this kind of multifunctional weapon is a type of "mixed but not refined", but it is not as reliable as a weapon with specialization.

It seems that the "reactor big sword" in his hand is basically equivalent to the Swiss Army knife of the City of Steel.

Even before traveling through time, Qin Che was not interested in such a multi-functional knife.

But since the chaos index and five thousand yuan have been paid, I can only collect it.

And, what if there is a surprise?

As a funeral, Qin Che has always believed in the existence of miracles. Perhaps this weapon from an unknown knife maker will bring unexpected surprises.

In short, to see what this knife is, you have to charge it first.

He put the knife in the corner of the room and connected it to the socket in the corner of the wall. A flashing red light appeared under the handle of the knife.

Since it takes twenty hours to charge, you will have to wait until tomorrow to confirm the performance of this knife. Before that...

Qin Che, who had just consumed the chaotic index of 60 points, sat back in front of the computer, and slowly showed the smile of a capitalist on his face.

Poor Jin Zhechi is not dead yet, and he can still squeeze out some chaos index.

As for how to do it, Qin Che is of course very skillful.

He logged into the WeChat account whose ID is "bringing joy to the world" and published an inspiring manifesto:

"Fans of Teacher Xiao Jin, can you bear this?"

"That firework incident is obviously a complete slander! Do you think Teacher Xiao Jin is a fool? How could he do such a stupid thing that destroys his future?"

"This is a planned conspiracy, which was done by Lao Dai's 'Dark Entertainment'! I have found conclusive evidence."

"At midnight, I will publish all the evidence on Weite to clear Teacher Xiao Jin of the false charge!"

"If my account disappears, I must have been killed by Dark Entertainment. Even if I die, nailed into the coffin, I will still be in the tomb and shout with these decadent vocal cords - Long live Teacher Xiao Jin!"

Because of its strong online combat ability and first-class ability to swear, in the previous verbal battle between Jin Zhechi fans and Lao Dai fans, "bringing joy to the world" has become the leader of Jin Zhechi Weite fan club.

As soon as his article was published, the fans of Jin Zhechi who had not dared to speak these days could only be scolded silently seemed to see the light of hope to rehabilitate their idol.

They all became active again, using the keyboard to pour out their long-depressed anger on the microte:

"It's right! Teacher Xiao Jin is innocent!"

"This is definitely a conspiracy! I feel sorry for Teacher Xiao Jin..."

"No, no one really believes that fan support will have the ability to detonate a nuclear bomb, right?"

"Come on, Teacher Xiao Jin, I will always support you!"

The old Dai fans who were still beating the dog in the water and sarcastic all kinds of sarcasticism did not expect that the Jin Zhechi fan club could resist. Without saying a word, he scolded him again, and Weite once again caused a bloody storm.

And the scale of this "keyboard war" is much larger than when they quarreled last time.

After all, even passers-by who didn't know Jin Zhechi saw the mushroom clouds rising in the desert.

After being bombarded by headlines by major media, whether they believe these rhetoric or not, people subconsciously have determined that Jin Zhechi is related to the nuclear bomb explosion.

Seeing Jin Zhechi's fans still jumping up and down, they suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust.

As soon as this happened, Jin Zhechi, who was not very popular, fell directly into the abyss.

In contrast, his fanatical fans have become more loyal and almost become the kind of personal guard who can go up to the knife mountain to the oil pan for Jin Zhechi.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Jin Zhechi now asks these loyal fans to fight with mercenaries in the desert, they will do it without hesitation.

“It went very smoothly…”

Noting that the public opinion on Weite was moving in the direction he expected, Qin Che waited for a while.

Then, at 11:30 pm, he directly logged out the account "Bringing Joy to the World" and cleared all the content posted before.

——The war has begun.

Seeing that the only "brave" who dared to stand up and speak for Kim Cheol-chi disappeared, Kim Cheol-chi's fan group suddenly entered a state of rage.

Driven by conspiracy theories, these star-chasing girls almost fell into madness:

"He is dead, the only person who dares to tell the truth will definitely be wiped out by the mercenaries of Dark Entertainment!"

"If you tell the truth, you must keep silent forever, right? You really have it, Dark Entertainment."

"Avenge! Let Dark Entertainment pay blood debts for blood!"

"Kill Lao Dai!"

"Cleaning the grievances for Teacher Xiao Jin!"

“…”

Looking at the surging "keyboard war" on the Internet, the members of the Dark Entertainment Public Relations Department looked at each other.

Of course they knew they were being used as guns, and that was the case since the beginning.

However, the internal situation of their company is completely different from that of Qunxing Entertainment.

——Dark Entertainment not only did not work overtime, but also bought several boxes of champagne for its employees, and each office was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

The employees were either singing and dancing or slid and kneeling in the living room, all of whom were so happy that they didn't look like they were suffering from a public relations crisis.

After all, they all knew exactly what would happen next.

——It doesn’t matter who led the rhythm. What’s important is that the person obviously did not come for Lao Dai, but planned to force the star entertainment and Jin Zhechi to a dead end!

Now, Jin Zhechi can be said to be completely socially dying. The more his fans make a fuss, the more thorough he dies.

The idol who might have become Lao Dai's strong competitor has been nailed to the pillar of shame and cannot even be snatched off.

I encountered such a good thing without doing anything. It is natural that Diablo Entertainment will start a carnival now.

"Hey, do you know who this person is... This 'bringing joy to the world'..."

The boss of Qunxing Entertainment hugged the semi-mechanical female secretary, swaying the wine bottle in his hand drunk, and his bald head shone under the light: "I want to talk to this person and give him a bonus for one year!"

"Sorry, I don't know." The female secretary had no expression on her face covered by a glass shell.

"He is simply a savior. Now Lao Dai's album is definitely a big hit. He may have been sent by God to help us! Do you know his phone number?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

"Do you know where the toilet is? I feel a little bit chubby and I feel dizzy..."

"Yes I know."

"Hurry, help me in..."

"Sorry, I can't go into the men's bathroom."

The secretary kicked the president into the bathroom, but he didn't forget to turn around and close the door intimately.

She listened to the sound of vomiting behind the door, and a blue light lit up in the LCD's eyes and said to herself softly:
Chapter completed!