The night of the Arante Republic Federation was covered with a scent of conspiracy.

On the lively Internet, "Luhei Forum", "Anti-Mary Sue Forum", "Otaku Forum"...

There were more than a dozen major forum communities in major post forums, post bar sites, and suddenly an anonymous post appeared at the same time:

"Brothers and sisters, it's time to rise! If you can't stand anyone, let him disappear. You don't know the method, leave the contact information and let me tell you that you can't do it. I'll do it for you, remember! Leave the contact information!"

No one noticed this outdated incendiary tone of the second-year secondary school, and thought that the junior high school student showed off his IQ.

After a while, countless comments were caused and they were forwarded to countless chat software groups.

Everyone treats it as a joke.

Some of the people who commented on the post were joked, some left their contact information like joking, saying that they didn't know how to kill, or they left their enemy's contact information or even their name and address -

"Stop teasing! Scam replying, right? (dog head emoji pack)",

"Brothers and sisters! This is a silly man! The identification is completed!",

"I'll come here by cheating the contact information, I won't give it to you!"

"There is no contact information, wait until I get rid of the person I don't like to tell you!"

"Hoha! There is such a good thing?"

"Since you can do it, why should I listen to your method?"

"Go! Help me get rid of that bitch Sarez! Her phone number is 010 xxxxx!",

"My flying signal is asyouxxx, let me tell me how to get rid of my disgusting parents! Fark!"

"Don't post, this is a liar!"

"I can't stand my boss, he is the customer service supervisor of PF Telecom Company!",

"My best friend has made me green. Please kill her immediately! Her name is Valente! Live at 802, 8th Floor, No. 25, Xin Shang Street, Fotian City, fast! I can't stand the frame showing my love with my ex-boyfriend for a moment! If possible, please let them go together!",

"My teacher touched me, I was very scared, and my family and friends didn't believe me! I was in pain! He was a math teacher in Class 3 of xx high school, and the phone number was xxxxx."

"My neighbor won the lottery! He bought a new Trafford and parked it in the yard every day to show off. I hope he burned his car! No. 9, Gemini Street, 112."

"Dad beats his mother every day. I hope his hand can be broken so that he can never hit his mother again..."

"Oh my God! There is a scumbag that makes my sister pregnant! I still don't admit it. My sister just became an adult and was voluntarily. The law can't control him! Who will punish him? His name is Publa, the infamous Dapu in the back street three-regard district, and the community hooligan is very famous. You will know it once you ask!",

"Today, a girl who went on a blind date said that I was short and ugly, so unlucky! I hope she was disfigured. Her phone number was xxxxx"

...

Within an hour, with a boring mentality of trying it out, there were more than a dozen platforms, hundreds of thousands of people who signed up for the post, and more people saw that they were coming to join in the fun...

More than a dozen platforms have added up to millions of posts.

Most people don’t believe it, but half of them still give their contact information or address.

The people's livelihoods and various issues of posting have their own worries.

The majority of people who are rational but do not believe in evil are wronged and half-doubted, and a small number of people who are pure and stupid...

Still no one takes it seriously -

The forum presidents had traffic, and the forum was talked enthusiastically and they were welcomed.

Anyway, there are not many strange things that are hard to see in the ages. There are even administrators who put a post and comment: Are there any messages to get rid of people you don’t like? Tell this impatient brother!

The network management center laughed it off and mosaiced the real contact information inside, advocating civilized viewing of monkeys, and welcomes feeding.

An hour and a half later, San Mateo City, Truman District, on the lawn at the door of 112, 9 Twin Street.

A brand new cool new Trafford sports car burned in a raging fire. It took twenty minutes before the owner of the house was wearing pajamas and ran out sleepyly. Looking at the sky-high-priced sports car that was burning, he jumped his feet and hugged his head and shouted and scolded...

Two hours after the post was published, the anonymous poster replied to the post "Lottery neighbors bought a car and wanted to burn a car", and attached a picture of a storm of a storm of a storm of a storm.

This reassuring photo made all spectators tickle - it was the exclamation of the passing of money...

The content of the post of the title is still the original words -

"Brothers and sisters, it's time to rise! If you can't stand anyone, let him disappear immediately! If you don't know the method, leave the contact information, and I'll tell you! If you can't do it, I'll do it for you, remember! Leave the contact information!"

The senior immortal cultivator who had not slept in the early morning saw this reply and looked at the picture again. There was a constant sound of "fuck" sound.

The Internet set off a second wave in the second half of the night...

I am a little rational and afraid of breaking the law, so I dare not reply to post again.

Some people deleted and asked to make comments from their enemies and went diving.

Some people who commented on posts were dissuaded to delete the post quickly, and the poster was just a crazy person!

And more people who don’t believe in evil have written their phone numbers on to test:

"My number is xxxxx. Tell me how to get the money from my family!",

"Contact information xxxx, Internet cafe, sitting opposite me, the black pen is too noisy and annoying, tell me how to calm him down."

"My cousin took the first place in the class. I was scolded by my parents every time and told me how I ruined him! Flying Signal xxx"

...

Because in the early morning, this wave of comments was not too surging, and it stopped after a while, but someone still received a call in the Internet cafe...

"Hey! Who's the fuck? I didn't answer, I called hundreds of them! Do you know it's early morning?" The boy who drove the Internet cafe and answered the phone. The other bad boys who drove the black mark on the Internet were irritated and cursed.

"Give the drinks at the entrance of the Internet cafe to the person opposite you, and he is hoarse." The other end of the phone was as quiet as death, but suddenly a quiet man's voice came from, and he hung up after he said that.

"Damn you, you're so cold! I'm disturbing me to get points for drinks! Damn! Why do you have my electricity..." The irritable boy wanted to scold the other ancestors for the 18th generation. Suddenly, he was like a bucket of ice water poured down, his scalp numb, and a cold current hit his spine...

He remembered the comments on the forum and the luxury car that was half burned by the fire.

I quickly went to the entrance of the Internet cafe, opened the door and saw a bottle of sports drink hanging on it...

He took it off in a daze, looked at the machines behind him, cursing, and the person sitting opposite him thought his phone was too noisy, so he threw an empty jar over and hit the irritable boy's head. He squirted an unpleasant drink mixed with cigarette butts and phlegm...
Chapter completed!