The System Exploded And I Became The System

Jinling City.

In the Black Panther Fighting Martial Arts Gym, after a sparring session with the gym owner, Dr. Wu, he wiped his sweat with a towel and picked up his mobile phone.

Today I posted a provocative video about playing at the Tiger Sanda Gym tomorrow.

In just a few hours of posting in the morning, it had over 10,000 likes.

I don’t know how the video views are now.

In this era, traffic means money.

If the video gets a good response and he succeeds in kicking the gym tomorrow, he will definitely raise his martial arts gym to a higher level!

The flow of people will definitely double!

Open the video software.

Take a casual look.

Private messages are already full.

"Hey, is it possible that it's really popular?" Looking at the video he posted, the number of views actually reached more than 10 million!

The number of likes also exceeds 200,000 and is still rising.

It wasn't until he clicked on the video and opened the comment area that Dr. Wu understood why this video suddenly became popular.

Because, he was paid attention to by the recently popular funeral anchor!

"Jinling Bai's one-stop funeral service includes all death procedures. If you make an appointment in advance, you can enjoy a 50% discount and free hearse transportation. It is an absolute benefit."

Looking at the most liked comment in the comment area, Dr. Wu's expression was ugly.

After all, I am fine, but if others directly tell me that I want to die, no one will feel comfortable.

In addition, the private message comment area is full of netizens who are watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

"When will we have dinner?"

"Same question, same question."

"Do you want to buy insurance in advance?"

Looking at this, Doctor Wu frowned and learned more about this popular funeral anchor.

Following ten people, nine are already dead!

There is another one who is most likely dead too!

Seeing this, the anger on Doctor Wu's head gradually subsided, his Adam's apple twitched, and he swallowed unconsciously, feeling a little panicked.

When he saw another comment below, he came back to his senses slightly.

"Is it too early to draw a conclusion? Among the people that the funeral anchor is following, there is one Sun Taichu who has not been declared dead."

"Now that the Sun Family has started broadcasting, let's go and see what Sun Taichu's situation is before we talk about it."

Looking at this comment, Doctor Wu took a deep breath and said to himself: "Yes, how can it be so accurate? Whoever pays attention will die, he is not a god."

"Go and watch the Sun family's live broadcast. Although the richest man in Jinling City is a certain age, he is still in good health the few times he has watched it before. He must still be alive!"

At this moment, Doctor Wu had no intention of sparring and was preparing for the gymnasium competition tomorrow.

The gambling incident between Bai Shi and Sun Changhe attracted half of the attention of the entire network.

With almost no need to search, Dr. Wu was recommended to enter the Sun family's live broadcast room.

At this moment, the terrifying barrage has covered the entire live broadcast room.

"Reveal the answer!"

"Coming, coming, coming!"

Nutrient barrages brought the popularity of the live broadcast room to the first place.

After turning off the barrage, many people suddenly felt that their eyes were clear.

In the live broadcast room, a young man lowered his head, and next to him was a woman wiping tears.

The moment this scene appeared, many people's hearts tightened, and they seemed to have an answer.

This young man should be Sun Taichu's only son, Sun Changhe.

That woman is Sun Taichu's wife.

Looking at the expressions of the two of them, there is obvious sadness!

"Could it be..." Looking at this scene on his mobile phone, Doctor Wu's face turned pale: "Could it be that Sun Taichu is really dead?"

At this time, with the barrage filling the screen, Sun Changhe in the live broadcast seemed to be recovering from a huge blow.

Looking at the live camera in front of him: "My father passed away at eight o'clock this morning."

The words were revealed clearly, and Sun Changhe's expression was full of pain.

But at the same time, it shocked the majority of netizens to the extreme!

Sun Taichu is dead! Really dead! The family has announced it!

Just after the funeral anchor paid attention, he died within three days!

Ten people in a row, including such a heavyweight as Sun Taichu.

This phenomenon directly deified Bai Si's image in everyone's eyes!

He can really predict people's life and death! He is God!

at the same time.

Bai Qian, who was watching the Sun family's live broadcast, was grinning so much that it reached the back of his head.

There is an 80% probability of death. How could it be possible if you, Sun Taichu, don’t die?

In Bai Si's live broadcast room, a large number of netizens poured in and filled the screen with praise and awe.

The value of attention increased from the original five million to six million in just a few minutes!

And, it’s still growing explosively!

Looking at the trend, he will become a multi-million-level anchor tonight!

"Brothers, remember to pay more attention to my business. I will take care of all the cities in and around Jinling City."

Bai Gu took the opportunity to advertise.

It actually attracted a lot of ridicule.

You can take care of other businesses, but you can’t take care of your business too much.

Having said that, Bai's Funeral Service, a funeral industry, has successfully left an impression in people's minds.

Follow one and die.

Do you dare to say that he and the King of Hell don’t know each other?

After he died, if he could pass through his hand, he might be able to pull out this anchor as a backer after reaching down.

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the other side.

As soon as the live broadcast was turned off, Sun Changhe picked up the hot coffee on the table, sat back on the sofa, and watched the live broadcast of Bai Si playing on the TV in front of him.

"When you announced that I was dead, all my old friends in the group exploded and asked me to call them one by one to explain."

On the other side of the sofa, an old man with white hair was dialing a number on his mobile phone, his tone full of helplessness and easy-going.

If any outsiders saw it, they would be shocked.

This is Sun Taichu. Hasn't he been declared dead?

Listening to his father's words, Sun Changhe smiled: "Isn't this good? In addition to those old friends, you don't need to be disturbed by foreign things in the future."

Sun Taichu had reading glasses hanging on his nose: "Hey! Don't say anything."

"Just now, that old guy from Binhai heard that I'm not dead, but just released false news. He also said that he wants to learn from me."

"I want to withdraw from the public eye and enjoy my old age, hahaha."

With that said, Sun Taichu pushed up his reading glasses: "Is that funeral anchor worth your efforts to deal with? The card you are going to play in a while will probably drag him from heaven to hell."

"It's not good to have no grievance or enmity."

"Dad, you don't understand." Sun Changhe looked at the smiling Bai Qian on the TV and thought of yesterday's contract: "He is too greedy."

"Greedy?" Sun Taichu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with this? Aren't all people greedy?"

"Yes, everyone is greedy." Sun Changhe nodded in agreement: "It's just that he is too greedy."

"If I don't deal with him, it won't be long before he swallows up our Sun family. I don't want to rely on anyone else."

"Haha?" Listening to his son's words, Sun Taichu was noncommittal: "He has such great ability?"

"If it didn't threaten our family's ability, I would just leave this kind of person alone, and I wouldn't think of a way to deal with him."

Hearing his son's comments about the funeral company owner, Sun Taichu gradually fell silent.

"Then you have to be careful."

"Don't worry about me, I also have 'ability'." Looking at the system panel in front of him, Sun Changhe smiled slightly.