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Best Of The Best Son-In-Law

Erick Lehnsherr is just a useless son-in-law and is accused of often depending on his fiance, Ravella. Erick is often abused by people including his brothers/sister-in-law and son/daughter-in-law in the Watson family, including Ravella herself. Unlike her sister, Rachel, this sweet girl is very considerate of Erick. Ravella can no longer resist getting rid of her family's parasites. But no one think that Erick is the grandson of a well-known property entrepreneur. After 3 years of probation finally end, no one know that he is part of a rich family, Erick gets up and proof that he is no ordinary son-in-law. He is best of the best son-in-law.

Righting_For · Urbano
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48 Chs

BRUSH IT TO THIS POOR WOMAN

"Tens of thousands?"

"No, brother, who are you? Do you have so many cards? You even want to smash Brother Holan's court, don't you?"

"Don't be shameless, brother. Get out of the live studio wisely. This is not a place for you to show off your ability. If you want to pretend to force others to pretend, which one of you here is not a big man? Is there a place for you to jump?"

Seeing this man open his mouth is to brush tens of thousands. The audience in the live broadcast room laughed. They have two or three classes nearby. They know which is the boss and which is poor. Everyone knows that the boss will not fight against the boss. In particular, Holan has a bad temper. They all know that he will report his vengeance and will not provoke him easily.

This person can shout out Suzan's name when he enters the live broadcast room. Obviously, he is also a student in two or three classes nearby. In this case, he won't be unaware of Holan. Therefore, he obviously comes to pretend to be forced to be a hero in front of beautiful women and fight for attention. This kind of person is a typical keyboard man. In reality, he is silent and hits hard on the Internet, especially disgusting people.

"A mortal sends out a plane."

"A mortal sends out a plane."

"A mortal sends out a plane."

"A mortal sends out a plane."

"..."

Ten brushes in a row, a plane presents a thousand dollars, and this ten thousand goes out. A mortal directly uses his actions to show that he is not trying to brag and pretend. He is really powerful.

The comments in the live broadcast room can be heard quietly, but it's completely boiling outside.

"Boss, you see, this mortal gave 10000 directly to lie in a trough. It's really rich. Who knows who this is?" Kai screamed directly. In the dormitory building late at night, it was like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"I don't know. Our biology college has a lot of money. Most people won't fight against Holan." George shook his head, "but someone slapped Holan in the face and looked really cool. This guy is usually too crazy. Everyone despises him. Changing women is like changing clothes. Many class flower-level beauties have been ruined by him."

After a while, the live studio was boiling after the silence.

"Brother mortal, give us your name and take us."

"Brother Glenn asks for maintenance."

"Elder brother, who the hell are you? Give us your name to look at."

Suzan in the live broadcasting room was also stunned. Ten thousand dollars, that's a full ten thousand dollars? Regardless of the platform share, she can also have 5000 dollars. She has never seen so much money and has stayed for a while.

Due to Erick's brush, the heat of her live broadcast room also flew up, and many strange tourists rushed into the live broadcast room to watch the excitement. Even Erick's account friends applied for hundreds more at a time, and some people sent him private letters directly, both men and women, basically seeking knowledge and maintenance.

"Brother? It's fun to fight me, isn't it? Give your name and let's have a good time in private?" Holan declared war directly in the comment area.

In the dormitory, Kai and Bork sharpened their hands, "this turtle sun, if I have money, I have to kill him. I hope this mortal elder brother can teach him a good lesson and bully Suzan, a poor girl. It's really not a thing."

As a result, a mortal soon replied to Holan in the live broadcast room.

"You can't play here? Do you want to play in private?"

Erick's words directly angered Holan and his henchmen, and the abuse, ridicule, and filthy words were everywhere. However, in the face of strength and abuse, more people value strength after all. Some people said anonymously that the Brandt Family dare not fight and dare not play, and they will speak harshly. Some people said that Angel Mortal is a real God, a disciple of the aristocratic family and a cultured rich second generation.

Immediately, Holan rushed 10000 dollars. In a rage, he also brushed ten times, and ten planes crashed into the live broadcasting room.

"Really rich, Brother Holan or Brother Holan. Ten thousand dollars is just drizzling. Mortal boy, just continue to pretend. See if Brother Holan can play better than you." Eagor made a provocative expression.

As a result, just after typing, Erick came to brush 20 times, and 20000 dollars went in again.

"Mortal brother, don't brush. That's enough. Your money didn't come from the wind." Suzan couldn't help saying that she put her hands together and put them near her mouth. Her eyes were red. If it weren't for the big brother called Angel mortal, she was already sitting in the Queen's bar. She didn't know what to face behind. She was very grateful to mortal and didn't want him to spend too much-wronged money, although she urgently needed the money.

"I just want to tell you that there are many rich people in the world. There are always people who have more money than you. Don't try to insult a person's dignity with money. The bad karma will always cycle to yourself." Erick said.

"Cow force! Mortal brother is powerful!" Kai and Bork stared at the table with excitement, and their faces flushed, as if they were on the scene and incarnated into a mortal brother.

"This is the cultivation of the real rich second generation. I'm concerned. I hope mortal brother can broadcast it live one day. We will support it."

Erick sucks powder directly in one sentence.

"Do you think you have a lot of money? It's only twenty or thirty thousand, which is my pocket money for a week. I don't say anything else. Now you dare to come to the Queen's bar. I'll let you break all your limbs and crawl away." Holan continued to say, "I'm too lazy to continue painting because I'm not as stupid as you. This woman is worth 10000 at most. I think it's a waste of money."

"My breakfast is your pocket money for a week? No wonder you can't bear it." Erick joked.

He originally wanted to entice Holan to brush more, alleviate Suzan's urgent need, and at the same time, give the other party a long memory. However, the latter is very smart and stops the loss in time, but it doesn't matter. Tens of thousands of dollars is enough for an ordinary family no matter what they do. If he can't, he'll brush again when he sees her live broadcast next time. Anyway, there are 70000 accounts, For Erick, this is not money at all.

Seeing Erick's words, Holan stopped talking and his angry fingers were shaking. He could really afford tens of thousands of dollars. If he spent it on a woman, he could accept it. The terrible thing is that the money was thrown out and didn't fall well in the end. Isn't this shit? Moreover, he didn't know whether this mortal was a nursery sent by the platform. If he was in a nursery for painting gifts, it would kill him.

Just as one side of the live broadcast room was painted with the power of the mortal brother, another figure appeared in the live broadcast room next to Suzan.

Seeing this figure, Erick doesn't calm down immediately. Is it Ravella? Does Ravella have a dormitory with Suzan?

"How did this wave of goods come out?" Kai, Bork and George were also stunned.

At this moment, Suzan looked at the gift directly in front of her mouth.

More than 40000? What happened?

"Suzan, who painted it for you? What have you done? Why are there so many gifts?" Ravella stared at Suzan with suspicious eyes.

"Yes... Brother mortal brushed it for me. He's very nice." Suzan said.

"Mortal brother? Who? From our class?" Ravella was sour in an instant. It's more than 40000. It's time for a dog. Brush it to this poor woman? Sell coquettish?