Everyone looked at him nervously, and then... he turned around and left.
"Are you crazy? I'll be pestered if I go in? Then why should I go in?" Fang Zhiyi muttered.
The live broadcast room was filled with ellipsis marks.
Fang Zhiyi turned left and arrived at the main street, then started strolling around with great interest.
"Wow, I've never eaten this before, let me try it."
"This is interesting. Give me one."
"Beautiful lady, do you want to go to the beach together to relax?"
The audience watched Fang Zhiyi enter travel mode.
"Although I think this style of eating broadcast is good, can the food in the weird copy be eaten?" Finally someone discovered this problem, but they looked at Fang Zhiyi and there seemed to be nothing unusual.
Fang Zhiyi naturally didn't eat it. He stuffed almost all the food in his hand into Xiao Hei's mouth.
He was not worried, as the original owner of this dungeon had also experienced and cleared it, but he was injured again while trying to save a character, which also caused him to die in the next dungeon.
Are you kidding? Do I need to tell you that I cheated?
"Fang Zhiyi!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a sullen face appeared in front of Fang Zhiyi. He was wearing black-framed glasses and was rushing towards Fang Zhiyi angrily.
"I asked you to take pictures of houses for sale, why are you having fun here?"
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I went."
"You went?" The middle-aged man looked at him suspiciously, "What about the photos?"
“No.”
"No?" The middle-aged man's anger was once again full, "Do you still want to do it?"
"Pa!" The slap in the face stunned the middle-aged man.
"So what if I quit?" Fang Zhiyi's face was full of provocation.
"You!" The middle-aged man wanted to get angry, but suddenly remembered something, "You must go take pictures of that room. It's affecting our business."
Fang Zhi thought for a moment and said, "But I can't find the way."
The middle-aged man was stunned. He couldn't find the way? Is this guy a fool?
But seeing Fang Zhiyi's innocent face, he could only take Fang Zhiyi there with a sullen face. It didn't matter. Anyone who entered that cursed house would die, so this slap in the face wouldn't count as a punishment.
After turning around several times, the man brought Fang Zhiyi to the house.
"Look, this is it. Then you go in and take pictures. I want..." He didn't finish his words.
Fang Zhiyi raised his foot and kicked him on the butt.
The man lunged forward and then fell heavily to the ground. He got up and wanted to curse, but the next moment he realized something.
"I didn't mean to do it! I didn't mean to do it!" He stood up in horror, apologized repeatedly to the air around him, and then ran away at an extremely fast speed.
The live broadcast room was unusually quiet.
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