On Weibo, the insults directed at Xiao Luo continued.
Jia Zhengyi had quite a number of fans, and with the reports of other media outlets, more and more people became aware of the Weibo war and joined in. Some were purely following the trend to vent their insults, while others had read Xu Guansong's long article and sympathized with Xu Guansong. They believed that Lo Fong had pushed aside and suppressed him, and then they began to scold him. Of course, there were also those who remained neutral and were just spectators.
"Not saying anything? Is it because you don't know what to say? "
"Trash, arguing with Mr. Jia. Do you want to die?"
"All of us Mr. Jia's fans can drown you with a mouthful of saliva."
The insults were overwhelming. Even if there were some who stood on Xiao Luo's side and expressed their opinion that the boss of Luo's Workshop should not be judged as a black-hearted and vicious person based on a long article written by a deputy general manager and that they should look at the problem calmly, they were bombarded like Xiao Luo.
"Get the hell out of here!"
"Lo Fong seems to have put in a lot of effort. They actually hired so many people to help them."
"Get the hell out of Weibo, you brainless people."
The hostility was very strong, and the insults were quite harsh. With so many people denouncing Lo Fong, those who called for people to look at the problem rationally and not blindly follow the trend had no power to resist. They were quickly annihilated in the billowing tide of insults.
Jia Zhengyi was very satisfied with this result. He didn't need to confirm whether Xu Guansong's long article was true or false. He only needed to become the focus of everyone's discussion. This way, his fame would be maintained, and his talk show would have a larger audience. In his mind, he could already imagine his powerful appeal to hundreds of people.
"This is the will of the people. Whether you are Lo Fong's boss or Lo Fong hired people to help you clean up, you should leave the world of Weibo. Sanqianluo River does not welcome you here," Jia Zhengyi said sincerely.
Then, many people immediately followed the netizens who told Xiao Luo to get out of Weibo.
Although the system's points were increasing rapidly, Xiao Luo was still angry. He replied, "Jia Zhengyi, you really are a hypocrite. Time will prove everything. When that long article is proven to be a distortion of the truth and a slander of Lo Fong's reputation, I hope you can withstand my anger. As a public figure, you have led public opinion to denounce a company without any investigation. I think you should feel some heartache for the loss of Lo Fong's reputation."
Those voices calling for a rational approach to the problem appeared once again. Clearly, Xiao Luo was the leader of the voices of support.
"Idiot, you've finally admitted that you're Lo Fong's second-generation rich boss?" A netizen with the ID 'The Legend Of Clouds' scolded.
Even a clay figurine has a temper, let alone Xiao Luo. Moreover, the ID 'The Legend Of Clouds' had appeared many times and was focused on insulting him.
Xiao Luo replied calmly, "With you in my life, my days are full of infinite vitality. With you around, I'm afraid of lightning and thunder. Because of you, I'm always full of happiness and satisfaction. Without you, who would feed such good pig food?"
As soon as this reply was posted, the comments below immediately exploded.
"F * ck, there's not a single swear word in the whole sentence, but he can scold the other party so badly. Amazing!"
"I didn't know that Sanqianluo River was so cultured. I'm a fan now!"
"Hahaha … scolding someone without a single swear word. I'm impressed."
There were quite a lot of people who looked at the situation rationally. Now, they all came out to support Xiao Luo.
Jia Zhengyi spoke up for his fans, "You think you're infallible just because you're a little bit literate? Do you think you're a scholar? Do you know that you're just a second-generation rich who relies on your parents to eat and die? "
"Support Mr. Jia!"
"Trashy second-generation rich boss, trashy Lo Fong."
"Hurry up and close down, black-hearted company."
Jia Zhengyi's fans voiced their support one after another.
Xiao Luo calmly replied to Jia Zhengyi, "Jia Zhengyi, when you're treated like a human, can you try to act more realistic? Oh, I forgot. You're an incomplete life form, a genetic mutation of an alien! "
Jia Zhengyi was so angry that his face turned red. His fans were also so angry that they were screaming.
"Sanqianluo River, f * ck your mother!"
"Trashy second-generation rich, what right do you have to scold Mr. Jia?"
"If we were in reality, I could kill you. Do you believe it?"
Xiao Luo smiled indifferently and didn't stop. He replied to these insulting comments one by one. Of course, he didn't reply because he was angry, but because he wanted to earn points from the system.
"A kindergarten high school student with a frog-head with congenital Mongolian syndrome."
"You like to be a dog, but you don't have enough IQ. Make up for it with your thick skin!"
"I've never seen such a disgusting person. Do you have hemorrhoids in your mouth?"
The netizens who were paying attention to this war of words were stunned. They didn't expect this "Sanqianluo River" to be so strong. Others were fighting with a group of scholars, but he was fighting with a million keyboard warriors. It was too shocking.
"Don't talk to this idiot, he'll only lower everyone's IQ!" The ID "The Legend Of Clouds" became active again.
Xiao Luo replied, "I know nothing good comes out of the mouth of a beast like you. Look at you, you're even more shocking than Sister Feng. Go to hell, the sooner you die, the better. Besides creating sh * t, what else do you want?"
With just this one sentence, "The Legend Of Clouds" went offline with his tail between his legs.
After that, many of the netizens who were insulting Xiao Luo also disappeared without a trace after Xiao Luo's shocking rebuttals. He was really one against a hundred, no, one against a million.
"Damn, what kind of combat power is this? Luo Shui is too fierce."
"He scolded them one after another. He's simply a godly person."
"It's said that Luo Shui is a rich second-generation boss. Looking at the situation, even if he's a rich second-generation, he's a literati second-generation rich second-generation with a belly full of ink."
Voices supporting Xiao Luo sprung up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The number of followers on Xiao Luo's account quickly broke through 20,000.
While Xiao Luo felt happy, he also couldn't help but feel excited. The system points had already broken through 500,000, all of which were earned tonight.
Not bad, not bad at all!
He was very satisfied. His points had reached a record high.
"Awesome, you can even make a dead person come back to life!"
Zhang Dashan looked at the progress of Xiao Luo's war of words on Weibo and gave Xiao Luo a thumbs up.
"Brother Xiao, I've added you as a follower. From now on, I'll be your braindead fan." Feng Wuhen laughed loudly.
"We've added you as well."
Little Five echoed. They never expected that the Brother Xiao in their eyes was not only terrifyingly skilled, but his combat power in scolding people was also so fierce. He was really too powerful.
Jia Zhengyi flew into a rage out of humiliation. He lost his mind and replied, "You scoundrel, don't reply to my Weibo post. You're dirtying my territory."
Xiao Luo smiled as he typed, "I wanted to look at you as I spoke, but why did you bury your face in your ass? Oh? Sorry, I didn't know that was your face. Then where did your ass go? "
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