Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

43: Sera: Ze, are you free tonight?The comment section instantly hit 99+ within three seconds.

”Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Did Brother Ze just get out of the precinct?”

”Clocking out? Damn, the way you flexed this, I’d call it a flawless victory! I give it a hundred points!”

”Hahahaha! Where are those sanctimonious moralizers who were jumping around earlier, asking why Brother Ze didn’t call the police? Come on out and take a few steps! Does your face hurt?”

”Doesn’t this picture basically mean: I hit the person; I settled the matter; I also called the Police Officers. Full-service treatment. What more crap do you keyboard warriors have to say?”

”This response is absolutely brilliant! Silence speaks louder than words right now! It’s more powerful than any long-winded explanation!”

Those ”objective bystanders” were instantly silenced.

It wasn’t that he didn’t call the police; he packaged up the bad guys and directly notified the police to come and pick them up!

This move was something they couldn’t even imagine!

Immediately after, Zhang Ze switched back to his main account, ”Brother Pingshi.”

He forwarded the screenshot of the private message sent by the female fan expressing her thanks (with all of her personal information hidden).

And added a caption.

”Some people always ask me in the backend, Brother Ze, why don’t you reason with them? Why do you always resort to violence?”

”Today, I’ll give a uniform reply.”

”Because you only need to reason with ’people.’”

”For ’beasts,’ you only need to make them feel pain for them to understand what you’re saying.”

”As for what is right and what is wrong...”

He paused, then typed the final line.

”In my Streamer room.”

”My fist is the right answer.”

”Disagree? You’re welcome to come and settle it anytime.”

Zhang Ze glanced at the small, single room, which was less than twenty square meters.

Then, through the window, he looked at the silver beast parked downstairs.

The porsche gt3rs.

It formed an extremely absurd contrast with the rental room.

One was heaven, the other was earth.

Zhang Ze couldn’t help but laugh.

”It’s time to find myself a new nest.”

He muttered to himself.

He pulled a crumpled business card out of the cigarette box on his bedside table.

The landlord, Fatty Wang.

A middle-aged man with a beer belly and a gold chain as thick as a pinky finger around his neck.

Zhang Ze still remembered.

When he was two days late paying rent last month, Fatty Wang had blocked his doorway.

That look on his face, that scornful gaze.

”Little Zhang, it’s not me talking, but you’re young, not doing anything serious, messing around online every day. What future could you possibly have?”

”If you don’t pay on time next month, pack your bags and get out!”

The words still echoed in his ears.

He dialed the number on the business card.

”Beep... beep...”

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

An extremely impatient voice came through.

”Hello?! Who is it? In the middle of the night, trying to summon my soul?”

It was that familiar, greasy voice.

Zhang Ze cleared his throat and spoke calmly.

”It’s me, Little Zhang.”

”Little Zhang? Which Little Zhang? I know tons of Little Zhangs!”

The other party’s tone was still aggressive.

Zhang Ze slowly added, ”The Little Zhang who lives on the third floor of your urban village, the one you almost kicked out last month.”

Silence fell on the other end of the line.

It was silent for a full five seconds.

Immediately following, an outburst of enthusiastic laughter erupted!

”Oh my god! It’s Brother Ze!”

”Aiya, yaya! Look at my memory! Great people are forgetful! Great people are forgetful!”

The title instantly ascended from ”Little Zhang” to ”Brother Ze.”

This change in attitude was faster than a Sichuan opera face-changing performance.

”Brother Ze, why... why did you think of calling me? Is there something uncomfortable about the apartment? Tell me! Is the toilet clogged or is the light bulb broken? I’ll call someone tomorrow to install a brand new smart toilet for you!”

Zhang Ze could almost picture Fatty Wang nodding and bowing obsequiously on the other end of the phone.

He leaned against the headboard, crossing his legs.

”Oh, no, nothing like that.”

”The apartment is great, warm in winter and cool in summer, and the neighbors are harmonious.”

”I called to tell you that I’m not renting this place anymore.”

”I’ll move out tomorrow. Just refund the deposit whenever you see fit.”

The other end of the line fell silent again.

”No... no, don’t! Brother Ze!”

”How can you leave? Do you have some kind of issue with me? Tell me! I’ll change! I’ll change right now!”

”Is the rent too expensive? Hey! That’s no big deal!”

Fatty Wang suddenly slapped his thigh.

”Starting today! Your rent is completely waived!”

”No! Not only waived entirely! I’ll even pay you five hundred yuan a month for utility fees!”

”Just live here comfortably. Stay until the end of time if you want!”

Was this still the greedy, black-hearted landlord?

Zhang Ze smiled.

”Brother Wang, why are you going to such lengths?”

”I remember last month, you said I was idle and wasn’t doing anything serious.”

Fatty Wang, on the other end, probably wanted to slap himself twice.

”Aiyo! My brother! Please don’t mention that!”

”That was me being ignorant! That was me looking down on people!”

”How was I supposed to know you were upholding justice online and eliminating scourges for the people!”

”I watched! I watched all your Streams! Educating students, helping people settle matters, kicking that scumbag—it was so damn satisfying!”

”You are now a great hero of Jianghai City! A huge internet celebrity!”

”For you to live in my dilapidated apartment, that means smoke is rising from my ancestors’ graves!”

”This is bringing glory to my building, protecting the house, and warding off evil spirits!”

Listening to this torrent of flattery.

The smile slowly faded from Zhang Ze’s face.

He recalled when he first moved in.

In winter, the water heater broke, and he called Fatty Wang.

The other party impatiently said, ”Use it or don’t. If you’re so delicate, don’t live here.”

In the end, he had to pay to get it fixed himself.

He also remembered a time when he came home late after working overtime.

The main entrance to the building was locked, and he called.

Fatty Wang cursed and swore on the phone and only came down to open the door for him half an hour later.

At that time, he was just an unknown little Streamer.

In the landlord’s eyes, he was worse than a dog.

But now.

Simply because he became popular and drove a porsche.

All the previous scorn and harshness instantly turned into fawning and flattery.

It was so realistic it made him sick.

”Brother Wang, no, Old Wang.”

”You’re right, I am a bit delicate.”

”I’m not used to living in your ’treasure land’ that’s ’warm in winter and cool in summer.’”

”I’ll leave the key on the table. You can just transfer the deposit to my WeChat.”

After speaking, he didn’t give Fatty Wang a chance to speak again.

He simply hung up the phone.

The world was quiet.

He picked up his phone and opened a housing rental app.

No more looking, no more looking, I must move!

Moving immediately!

He immediately set the filter conditions to the highest settings.

”Area: City Center.”

”Layout: Three bedrooms or more.”

”Decoration: Luxury finish.”

”Features: Ready to move in, parking space, tight security.”

As for the rent column, he didn’t even look at it.

Are you kidding? Is Brother Pingshi short on cash?

Rows of exquisite property photos instantly popped up.

”Riverside No. 1, top-tier river-view luxury apartment, 280 square meters, monthly rent fifty thousand.”

”Heart of the City, duplex sky villa, with private pool, monthly rent eighty thousand.”

”Hanlin Academy, school district housing, fully covered by smart home systems, monthly rent thirty-five thousand.”

Zhang Ze clicked his tongue in amazement as he looked.

Previously, he didn’t even have the courage to click on the details of these apartments.

Now... he stroked his chin.

Fifty thousand a month? It didn’t seem unacceptable.

After all, the parking fee for that porsche gt3rs alone cost several thousand a month.

He needed to find a good home for his beloved car.

He scrolled through the screen with great interest, as if browsing Taobao.

This balcony is nice; the view is wide, suitable for contemplating philosophy.

That kitchen is too small. Although he didn’t cook much, it didn’t look spacious enough.

This decor is too old-fashioned, gaudy and golden, like a KTV lounge—tacky!

Just as he was getting dizzy from choosing.

A WeChat message popped up at the top of his phone.

An avatar of a blonde, blue-eyed girl with a bright smile flickered on the screen.

It was Sera.

The exchange student he had rescued from the foreign scammer.

Zhang Ze tapped it casually.

Sera sent a line of English.

”Hey Ze, are you free tonight?”