Brother Hu was still trembling in fear, sprawled on the ground and begging for mercy, while Yang Jian started playing around with the livestream.
He did not mind revealing his identity as a Ghost Tamer. After all, many people already knew about such things. Only ordinary citizens were kept in the dark. What truly wealthy and powerful person did not know about the Ghost Tamers stationed in the cities?
"Brother Leg, did you really need to pull a gun? Those bullets are expensive," Zhang Wei said as he walked over.
Yang Jian said, "I couldn't exactly be like you and hug him in public, locked in a love-hate relationship. Anyone who didn't know better would think we were gay. I'm a man of standing, after all. I can't brawl with you like that—it's embarrassing. Besides, over a hundred thousand people are watching the livestream right now. Watch the influence you're having. It'd be awful if word got out."
"I don't want people calling me a pervert when I walk down the street in the future."
Zhang Wei said, "What's wrong with men being perverts? Don't care about what other people think, Brother Leg. You can do it."
"That really won't do. Handle Brother Hu however you see fit. If you think you got the short end of the stick, teach him a lesson and send him packing. After that, I still need to deal with your problem, so don't waste too much time," Yang Jian said.
Zhang Wei chuckled, letting out a lecherous laugh. "Don't worry, I know exactly what to do."
Then he turned his strange gaze toward the trembling Brother Hu.
So you've finally fallen into my hands. If I don't give you an unforgettable experience today, I'll have disgraced the name Brother Wei.
"Friends, enjoying today's stream?