In one's lifetime, one may offend far too many grandchildren.
He can't remember!
Zheng Daqian continued, "A-Zong, I know you're a military officer. Can you handle this ghost? If you can't, I'll call the police! Waaah, I, Daqian, am not that kind of coward. I wouldn't do something so harmful. If calling the police works, I will. If not, I'll find a place to die myself. Don't worry, I don't necessarily need you to stand up for me. Don't try to save face. If we can't win, we'll just admit defeat. It's better for one to die than two!"
Fang Zong sighed: "Didn't you hear what I just said? I just said... 'another' email!"
Fang Zong emphasized his tone.
Zheng Daqian was immediately dumbfounded.
silence,
Remain silent.
"Holy crap, that bastard's ancestors for eighteen generations!"
Zheng Daqian was furious, shouting, "Fine! I'll kill him! I'll kill him before I die! That'll avenge us two brothers! Wait, no! Tell me first, if I go to the relevant department in Shancheng to report this to the police, will it do any good?"
Fang Zong replied, "It's useful."
"Ahem, then I'll go call the police. Murder is illegal, we don't need to die together with that bastard, do we?" Zheng Daqian immediately changed his tune.
Fang Zong sighed: "It might not work."
"I'll kill him!" Zheng Daqian shouted again.
In fact, Fang Zong couldn't figure out whether it was useful or not.
He hadn't yet figured out the ghost's strength, but if it was half as powerful as Prince Ning, then Shancheng would definitely be no match for it unless Old Man Meng intervened.
But Old Man Meng seemed to have some reason for never making a move.
"Fine, come over here." Fang Zong sent Zheng Daqian his location coordinates.
Eight hours later, Fang Zong finished dinner, went to soak in the hot spring, and then went to sleep.
Most people would have been swollen from soaking for a long time, but he just felt comfortable.
Not long after, a large, white, chubby man, who walked with a shaky gait and weighed at least 300 pounds, entered, led by a waiter, after pulling back the curtain.
"Ah Zong, you really know how to enjoy yourself! How did you find such a great place?"
Zheng Daqian showed no mercy, quickly stripping himself down to only his underwear, which was hidden under his sagging belly, and then jumped down with a thud, his fat jiggling.
"Bang!" "Crash!"
Fang Zong removed the towel from his face: "How did you get here?"
"Taxi, meter on!"
Mentioning this, Fatty Zheng's chubby face was full of heartache: "I definitely couldn't drive that far myself, I'm too fat. The taxi drivers even complained that it was too far and insisted on following the rules: a starting fare of 10 yuan, and 3 yuan per kilometer after 10 kilometers. It's almost 400 kilometers! It cost me more than 1,000 yuan, plus my lost wages... I said, why did you drive to such a remote and far place!"
Fang Zong looked at the fat man and laughed. The fat man's father named him Zheng Daqian because he wanted him to make a lot of money.
Perhaps because of this, Fatty Zheng is usually very stingy, but he just likes him and helped him a lot when he was young.
"So it's worth more than a hundred 'Ouch's'," Fang Zong muttered to himself.
Fatty Zheng immediately turned his head: "What did you say?"
"It's nothing," Fang Zong said with a smile.
Fatty Zheng floated comfortably in the water. Being fat enough, he had great buoyancy. When he floated next to Fang Zong, he began to feel melancholy: "Zong, if we can't beat it, I'll cling to its leg and you can run away."
"You're so loyal!" Fang Zong was moved.
"Bullshit!" Fatty Zheng stood up with a thud, slapping his big belly so hard it created a huge ripple, and glared at him, saying, "Even if you drag me, can I run away?"
...
Next, we ate, drank, and sang karaoke.
At the hotel, Fatty Zheng insisted on having a pre-battle speech, grabbing the young receptionist and crying, demanding to find his "big sword." Fang Zong kicked him, and he quieted down.
Then, at 11:30 p.m. on the third day, I entered the room, turned on my laptop, and waited for the early morning.
"Ah Zong, I'm scared." As time passed, Fatty Zheng began to tremble.
"It's alright," Fang Zong said calmly.
Sudden!
"Hehe, you two are together."
The laptop screen suddenly lit up, the light flickered, and a fair-skinned, smiling child's face appeared.
His eyes were sinister, yet he was all smiles.
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