What did you say?
They've gathered together not to target the FBI, but specifically to target me!
Do I smell good?
Fang Zong gritted his teeth. Just then, he heard a panting sound from the other side, like lungs bursting. He asked, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing, I just had a fight."
"Then what?"
"Outnumbered, we need to kill three people to replenish our strength."
Without saying a word, Fang Zong pulled up FBI intelligence and sent information on thirty ordinary men who were either notorious for their crimes or incorrigible, but were also strong and easy to deal with.
Clearly, the tenfold increase surprised Liu Yonghe.
After a moment of silence, the person on the other end asked, "Fang, if I hadn't stopped you that day, would you really have eaten human flesh?"
"Eat!" Fang Zong's voice was firm and decisive.
"And then?" The other side seemed a little uneasy.
Fang Zong smiled and decisively hung up the phone.
The next morning, Fang Zong was eating breakfast when he looked through his contacts and dialed a six-digit number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service area..."
With a frown, Fang Zong opened the FBI's back-end terminal and dialed the same number. This time the call connected, and after asking a few questions, he hung up.
Fang Zong put away his phone and stood up: "I'm done eating."
The little doll jumped down from the bookshelf immediately: "I'll tidy up the table! Don't worry, Master! Don't be afraid, Master! Don't raise a ghost doll!"
Her face was full of resentment. Ever since Fang Zong said those words, apart from finding an opportunity to kill Fang Zong, the ghost doll has been her biggest obsession.
What the hell is this "raising a ghost doll"?!
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