Chapter 118: Better Another Man Perish Than I Do

What kind of people are female streamers? They are the type of tough characters who dare to film videos in miniskirts even in the sub-zero temperatures of the Northeast.

Most female streamers never pass up a chance to show off their figures, let alone in Chengdu in the month of July. The two female streamers whose skirts were yanked were both wearing miniskirts. In fact, to "inadvertently" catch the eyes of their viewers, they weren't even wearing safety shorts underneath.

So, the moment those skirts were pulled down, the audiences in several live-stream rooms got exactly what they were looking for.

"Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t!"
"Thongs too? They know how to play!"
"Damn, how come this stuff isn't black?"
"Impressive! Going all out right from the start?"
"..."

Unfortunately, this thrill didn't last long. In less than a minute, four streamers and three live-stream rooms were banned.

[You have violated community streaming guidelines; your room has been permanently banned.]

Only the sharp-mouthed male streamer who had been filming Jiang Yun from the beginning escaped the purge. Watching this sudden turn of events, the sharp-mouthed guy stood there, mouth slightly agape, wearing a look of sheer shock.

Huh? What just happened? Why did they start stripping? Were you three having an orgy behind my back?

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Jiang Yun asked with a smile, patting the sharp-mouthed streamer on the shoulder.

Whether out of fright or pure clumsiness, the guy’s hand jerked, hitting the button on his selfie stick. The phone instantly slipped, and because he had been holding it so high, it smacked right into his face on the way down.

"F*ck!"

The streamer let out a yelp, then clutched his face with both hands, crouching on the ground and grimacing in pain.

Jiang Yun looked at the hand he had just used to pat the guy, blinking in confusion. Is this "Lone Star of Heavenly Evil" card really that potent?

Jiang Yun was starting to get a little nervous. At this rate, these streamers weren't going to be able to withstand his "blessings" for much longer. If they ran away, he would be the one suffering the consequences. Thinking of this, Jiang Yun quickly helped the fallen streamer up.

"Brother, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."

The sharp-mouthed guy waved him off, forcing himself to stand up as if nothing had happened. He picked up his phone, ensuring both he and Jiang Yun were back in the frame.

"Family, look who I bumped into—Brother Yun! Everyone, look at how handsome he is!"

As he spoke, the guy suddenly felt something near his mouth. He licked it and tasted something metallic... He wiped it with his hand and realized his nose had started bleeding from the phone impact.

His viewers were stunned by the scene.

"I’m not sure about Brother Yun’s handsomeness, but that nosebleed of yours is truly unique."
"Guys, I just came from the other room. Four streamers, three rooms permanently banned. Only this one is still alive."
"Is... is this a coincidence?"
"If it were anyone else, I’d say coincidence, but with Brother Yun... ask Dai Xiaomei about it."
"Edo-gawa Ke-yun lives up to his reputation!"
"If this room gets banned too, Brother Yun is going to earn the title of 'Banning Douluo'!"
"..."

Because the other three streams had gone dark, all those viewers flooded into the sharp-mouthed guy’s room. In an instant, the viewer count surged past ten thousand, higher than it had ever been! Seeing this, the guy’s mouth split into a grin so wide he didn't even feel the pain in his nose anymore.

Behind him, the male streamer who had fallen earlier was now brawling with the two women who had pulled their skirts back up.

"You damn witch, my stream is gone!"
"I swear to God, do you know how long I’ve been building that account?"
"You two hags! If it weren't for you, would I have been banned? Look at you, going out without safety shorts, and now you have the nerve to blame me?"

None of them would back down, and after a heated argument, they actually started fighting. Seeing this, Jiang Yun quickly tried to mediate: "Hey, hey, hey! We live in a harmonious society—no fighting!"

He stepped in, trying to pull them apart, but the three of them were far too deep in their brawl to listen. They were clawing at each other and grabbing hair; even Jiang Yun couldn't find a way to intervene.

*Riiiip!*

Suddenly, the sound of tearing fabric echoed through the air as the "Big-D" female streamer had her clothes torn by the man during their scuffle. (As for why she was called the "Big-D" streamer...)

[You have violated community streaming guidelines; your room has been permanently banned.]

The sharp-mouthed guy stared at the system notification that had popped up, his brain completely frozen. He had only wanted to show his audience the fight while filming Jiang Yun. Who knew he would accidentally capture a wardrobe malfunction? And just like that, his room was gone.

"F*CK!!!"

The guy let out a roar toward the sky.

*Plop...*

A dropping sound echoed. The guy felt something land in his mouth. Just then, a few birds flew overhead. The sharp-mouthed guy’s eyes widened. A horrifying realization dawned on him.

"Ughhh..."

Hearing the retching, Jiang Yun turned back to look at the guy, who was hunched over and vomiting. What was wrong with this guy now? Jiang Yun’s eyes were full of confusion.

But before he could ask, the situation escalated again. After having her clothes torn, the Big-D streamer landed a vicious kick right into the man's groin.

"AAAAHHH!!!"

The man collapsed to the ground, roaring at the sky in agony.

*Plop...*

The familiar sound of birds flying over...

"Ugh... Ah... Ugh... Ah..."

The man on the ground was alternating between retching and howling. The scene was pure chaos. Jiang Yun looked helplessly at the only female streamer left who hadn't been severely injured. Aside from her messy hair, she seemed fine.

Should he call the police? If he did, what would he say? That people were fighting? But they weren't fighting anymore. Not call the police? Let the guy lie there on the ground screaming? That didn't feel right either.

Should he just leave? But... Jiang Yun glanced at the duration of his Bad Luck Card.

[Remaining time: 8 minutes and 57 seconds]

There were still a few minutes left. If he left now, wouldn't he be the one to get unlucky? With the mindset of "better them than me," Jiang Yun decided to stay and watch a bit more of the show.

Besides, he didn't have a good impression of these people anyway. The Dean had said they were the type you couldn't even chase away by calling the police. He was just helping them learn a lesson through a bit of bad luck—what was the harm in that?

He thought it was perfectly fine!