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Finally, Long Qie and Titan, feeling completely relaxed, put down Mo Qingyun, twisted their necks, stretched their muscles, and vented all their fiery energy.
Mo Qingyun, using every trick he had, struggled to get up, now humiliated and injured all over, looking like a maiden who had been taken advantage of, unable to close his legs, forming a character-eight shape.
He glared viciously at the two culprits, then glanced up at Xiao Zheng before limping towards the exit without saying a word.
Xiao Zheng picked up the fine steel war spear and, with a "whoosh", shot it towards him, the wind howling as it flew.
"Little guy, a hunter without a gun gets eaten by a black bear."
"Holy shit."
Caught off guard, Mo Qingyun was knocked down again, face-planting into the mud and even knocking out a tooth, his mouth filling with blood.
Knowing he couldn’t stay here any longer, he hurriedly scrambled up, running like a startled rabbit, his panic evident.
"You three just wait... I’ll be back."
"Co back my ass, tough when you’re dying, cut it out."
Xiao Zheng leapt down from the top of the wall, accompanied by the equally disdainful Long Qie and Titan, disappearing into the vast night.
...
By the ti he returned to Yunlan Villa, it was around ten in the evening.
The entire villa was silent except for the light shining from Chu Xiaoran’s room, her activities unknown.
Xiao Zheng tiptoed back to his room and had just lain down when the door burst open; sure enough, it was that girl Chu Xiaoran.
"Damn, you scared the crap out of , parading around in a red nightgown late at night can scare soone to death."
"Ah Zheng, you vanish every night, and I never get a chance to ask for your help."
Chu Xiaoran turned on the bright light, lazily sat on the bed holding a pillow, looking forlorn and troubled, as if burdened with worries.
Xiao Zheng was puzzled; he hadn’t made any noise when he entered, nor had he turned on the light. How had she noticed him?
"Xiao Ran, how did you know I was back?"
"I have a secret weapon, I’m not telling you!"
Chu Xiaoran wore a mysterious expression, smiling gently, but it was fleeting, as if she muttered to herself, "Lately, I don’t know why, soone keeps attacking , my livestreams are almost impossible to continue."
"How are they attacking you?" Xiao Zheng beca interested, as it had been a long ti since he livestread with her and he was curious about how she was doing.
Chu Xiaoran lay down on the bed in a splayed position, closed her eyes, wrinkled her little nose, and pouted, "There’s always soone attacking my livestream, I can’t broadcast normally."
"Call the Douyu custor service to report, let their technician help you out, you’ve signed a contract, haven’t you?" Xiao Zheng was quite puzzled, Huaxia’s network security level was supposed to be quite high compared to the rest of the world.
"It’s useless, their response is always: ’we are resolving it...’" Chu Xiaoran shook her head violently, seemingly tornted.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Zheng was taken aback, judging by her response, the situation seed quite serious.
Given Chu Xiaoran’s lively and carefree nature, not many things could really weigh on her mind like this.
If it weren’t really the last resort, I guess he wouldn’t have asked Xiao Zheng for help.
Xiao Zheng glanced at Chu Xiaoran, whose posture was extrely indecent, and her thin nightgown couldn’t conceal her youthful, invincible charm, revealing delicate skin that seed so fragile it could break with a re puff of air.
This was a display of extre trust in himself; she really wouldn’t dare to do this in front of others.
"Girl, let’s go to your room and see what’s going on," Xiao Zheng pulled Chu Xiaoran up, embraced her like a buddy, and walked outside.
Chu Xiaoran wasn’t fussy. She let him embrace her as they entered her princess-like bedroom.
The computer screen displayed Princess Xiao Ran’s personal page because she hadn’t gone live but just logged into the backend.
Xia Zheng sat down and flipped through it, finding that Chu Xiaoran had a strong sense of self-preservation. She hadn’t uploaded overly bold photos; they were all fresh and clean selfies. However, being naturally beautiful, the potential of a little demon shone on her face—even a few conservative photos were enough to drive thousands of fans wild.
Her fan count had already surpassed twenty thousand; she could be considered a minor celebrity.
She hadn’t filled in her personal identity information, which was also out of safety considerations.
Xiao Zheng was puzzled. Such a cute and innocent girl—who would bear to hack her?
"Xiao Ran, did you go live today?"
"I was only on for ten minutes before getting smashed with bricks, rotten eggs, and filthy language. It’s too bullyish," Chu Xiaoran said puffily. She didn’t cry; she was a girl with a strong ntality.
Wow, even bricks? Are there bricks on the internet too?
Xiao Zheng was confused. He rarely watched live streams as he thought it was a waste of life, uninteresting.
On a normal live streaming platform, audiences send gifts to strears, both positive and negative. The positive ones are like rockets, airplanes, and flowers, while the negative ones, as Chu Xiaoran ntioned, included bricks, rotten eggs, and abusive language.
"Can you connect to the live chat from the backend now?"
"I can, but it’s not platform live streaming; it’s personal space streaming, visible only to my fans," Chu Xiaoran said with an unconscious trust in Xiao Zheng, frankly speaking.
Xiao Zheng knew that only by seeing the actual situation could he find a solution, so he had her connect to her personal space live streaming.
After Chu Xiaoran did so, she smoothly connected to the live chat and entered her space. As soon as she went live, many past ssages were visible, all filled with abusive language.
After about a minute, dozens of fans flooded in, saying caring words like "We are your die-hard fans" and "We support you."
It was clear that among her fans, there were discerning ones who knew Chu Xiaoran was being targeted.
Suddenly, a brick ca unexpectedly, causing the whole screen to shake—a sensation like glass breaking, very realistic.
A line of yellow text appeared on the screen: "Shaless tramp, still daring to go live? Sha on you."
Bricks and rotten eggs kept coming one after another, and the language grew increasingly shaless, saying things like Chu Xiaoran was being kept by soone, betraying herself, and other more explicit stuff that’s better left unsaid.
Xiao Zheng couldn’t bear to look, his face lined with frustration as he stood up, comforting her, "Xiao Ran, turn it off. Don’t worry about this; I’ll handle it."
"Do you really think you can handle this? It’s literally a live hacker," Chu Xiaoran was stunned for a mont, obviously not believing Xiao Zheng had the capability.
A hacker? Are you kidding ?
Apart from avoiding admin authority with the barrage of abusive comnts, which showed so technical prowess, the rest was nonsense.
Xiao Zheng sneered inwardly, tenderly ruffled Chu Xiaoran’s soft hair as if playing with a kitten.
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