Chapter 153 Lingcheng Fog City 26

After saying that, the two of them quickly left the room.

Yan Senbo bowed to Fu Yizhi and followed them out.

Fu Yizhi looked at the remaining Zhang Xincheng, "Anything else?"

"Master Fu, I want to discuss with you Fu Anan's training after she leaves the game."

Zhang Xincheng said seriously, "Fu An'an may be good in other aspects, but his physical fitness is still far behind.

Even if you can pass the game, you are likely to be bullied.

I think we need to increase her training volume in the future so that she can improve to a certain extent in a short period of time."

Hearing this, Fu Yizhi nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll go to training too." After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Xincheng bowed respectfully to Fu Yizi, turned and left.

In an instant, Fu Yizhi was the only one left in the room.

"You'd better come back alive."

A deep voice sounded in the empty room. Fu Yizhi looked at Fu Anan who was lying unconscious on the bed.

The slender fingers were like a fine work of art under the light, pinching Fu Anan's slightly flushed face.

You really need to be well behaved when you fall asleep.

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"A-choo!"

Fu Anan, who was directing Brother Qiang's autopsy in the hall, sneezed loudly.

"What's wrong, little sister?"

"Nothing, maybe it's the smell."

Fu Anan waved her hand and said, "Brother Qiang, please don't stop."

Not knowing that she would face the hellish training re-planned by Master Zhang after returning, Fu Anan was happily enslaving the NPC Daqiang.

The remaining three bodies were dissected one by one, and two of them also failed to be parasitized.

Fu Anan put the pink flesh of the successfully parasitized corpse into a garbage bag and placed it in the safe. Then he put the safe into the suitcase and finally threw it into the trunk of the car.

The two exchanged contact information, Fu Anan told him some things that might need attention, and drove away.

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It was already night when we arrived at the hotel.

The hotel was brightly lit, and Fu Anan's face darkened as he looked at the still many tourists in the lobby.

She wrapped her face with a scarf and quickly went upstairs with her suitcase.

Although she tried her best to avoid the crowd, she unfortunately met three players from the opposite door.

They were about to go downstairs at this time.

Fu Anan stood in the corridor and looked them in the eye.

"Where has your little sister gone? She's wrapped up so tightly."

Kang Jiafang looked at Fu Anan who had returned and asked with a forced smile.

Dressed like this in the middle of the night, dragging a huge suitcase behind him, it looks extremely suspicious.

Tian Yong also stood in the corridor with his hands folded, looking at her quietly.

The three of them stood side by side, blocking the corridor. It seemed as if they would not let her pass until she could explain the reason.

Fu Anan glanced at the three of them, then walked in front of Hu Buchang and said, "Get out of the way."

Hu Buchang looked at Fu Anan, pursed his lips, and moved away in a particularly spineless manner.

Fu Anan walked past them and slammed the door shut.

Ignoring the three people outside, he took out a huge glass jar as soon as he entered the door, the kind used for pickling sauerkraut, and soaked the strange pink meat in it.

She didn't know whether this thing was safe or not, so to be on the safe side, she placed three decorative foreign books on it that were thicker than bricks.

The thing was still moving after leaving the body, making Fu Anan feel that it was still there.

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On the other side, the atmosphere among the three people in the elevator was not very good.

Tian Yong and Kang Jiafang both looked at Hu Buchang coldly, with no disguising of blame on their faces.

"Xiao Hu, what happened to you just now?"