Long Qi has already begun to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, and he does not have any psychological barriers because he has changed from the same kind in the world.

If there were any obstacles, they were completely crushed in the process of frantically seeking death.

He took on the posture of a wilderness survival expert: "It's very simple to catch these things. Just take enough bait and put it in their hunting area. When the bait becomes numb, when the family comes out for dinner, you can catch them all. The yield should be good."

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Long Qi glanced sideways at Mr. Song, who really didn't want to say anything more, but when Long Qi stared at him, he had to say that he could only answer while wiping his sweat: "Uh, fortunately, the poison sac of the hairy badger can be made.

Anesthetics and highly lethal neurotoxins, specially processed liver, gallbladder, spleen, etc. can also be used to directly extract antivenom, and the processing cost is not too high..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Song suddenly felt something was wrong.

Of course, it is definitely wrong to say this kind of commercial promotion in this situation, but for a senior professional who has been in this industry for many years, from the front line of sales to the position of distribution director, now it is a real promotion

It tastes wrong!

He sniffed subconsciously, and the next second he reflexively covered his mouth and nose:

"Poison...poison!"

"What?"

Long Qi followed Mr. Song's example and sniffed, but there was no smell at all.

Then again, he inexplicably found Mr. Song's reaction so funny that he unconsciously grinned... without making a sound.
Chapter completed!