But just when Xiao Hei was happy, the bracelet suddenly deformed, quickly absorbed the liquid, and rushed up along Xiao Hei's fingers.
"Hey? Hey?" Xiao Hei was so scared that he fumbled around everywhere on his body, but the bracelet seemed to have disappeared, leaving Fang Zhiyi stunned.
"Where's my bracelet?"
Xiao Hei rubbed his hands: "I don't know...eh?" It hesitated, "Host, try to give me that phone." It had a feeling that there was something extra in its body.
Fang Zhiyi picked up the phone beside him and handed it to it. The moment Xiao Hei touched the phone, the phone disappeared!
"Fuck, where's my cell phone?" Fang Zhiyi jumped up.
Xiao Hei shook slightly, and the phone appeared in his hand.
Fang Zhiyi's eyes lit up: "Come, try this desk lamp."
"Try this remote control."
"television."
"refrigerator."
"How about this cabinet? Hey? Don't go! I haven't tried the house yet! Blackie! Blackie!"
The next day, Fang Zhiyi woke up rubbing his eyes and saw several unreadable messages on his phone, two of which were sent by his father. He seemed to have not slept all night and only sent two photos. One was a photo of him holding a rental contract with a thumbs-up, and the other was a photo of him standing in front of several C-type trucks with a thumbs-up.
Fang Zhiyi thought for a moment and replied: "Awesome 666."
Father Fang quickly replied, "Come back when you wake up. The fastest shipment will arrive this afternoon!"
Fang Zhiyi clicked on another message, first a cute expression, then a pair of legs in white stockings.
"Zhiyi, I went to your class to look for you. They said you left in a hurry yesterday. What happened?"
"I want to have dinner with you today."
Fang Zhiyi sneered and ignored her for the time being, but looked at the last message, which was a text message.
"Kid, don't you have any evil intentions towards Lin Nuan, or you'll be in trouble!" Fang Zhiyi commented briefly, "Rough man, this guy must be Zhou Yue's bootlicker."
He didn't reply to the two people's messages. The urgent thing now was to speed up preparations. The next disaster was not a simple rainstorm or drought, but infected people with some thinking ability! Imagine a group of infected people surrounded you with machetes and guns, and you still wanted to escape by physical skills?
Beishan was soon surrounded, and with the financial support of the Fang family, the project progressed quickly. It was said that for this purpose, Fang's father sold several profitable projects and even transferred the land he had just acquired to his competitors.
"What is Mr. Fang trying to do? Develop a cemetery tourist area?" a competitor joked.
"I heard they were building a villa," someone else answered.
"He's crazy, right? I think he's always crazy, it seems he's crazy."
The news that the Fang family had gone crazy did not spread widely, but only circulated within the business circle. At Fang Zhiyi's request, the transportation was also carried out at night.
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