Chapter 153 Mausoleum city of fog 26
After speaking, the two quickly left the room.
Yan Senbo bowed to Fu Yizhi, and followed them out.
Fu Yizhi looked at the rest of Zhang Xincheng, "Is there anything else?"
"Master Fu, I want to discuss with you about Fu Anan's training after he leaves the game."
Zhang Xincheng said seriously, "Fu An'an may be pretty good in other aspects, but his physical ability is still far behind.
Entering the game, even if you can pass the level, you will be easily bullied.
I think we need to increase the amount of training for her in the future, so that she can improve to a certain extent in a short time. "
Hearing this, Fu Yizhi nodded, "Yes."
"Then I'll go to training too." Receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Xincheng bowed respectfully to Fu Yizhi, turned and left.
In an instant, Fu Yizhi was left in the room.
"You better come back alive."
A deep voice sounded in the empty room, Fu Yizhi looked at Fu Anan who was unconscious on the bed,
The slender fingers looked like a delicate work of art under the light, pinching Fu Anan's slightly flushed face—
It is really better to be well-behaved when you are asleep.
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"Ah Choo!"
Fu Anan, who was directing brother Qiang's autopsy in the hall, sneezed earth-shatteringly.
"What's the matter, little sister?"
"It's nothing, it may be smoked by this smell."
Fu Anan waved his hand and said, "Brother Qiang, don't stop."
Still didn’t know that he would face the hell-style training re-planned by Master Zhang when he went back. Fu An’an was happily enslaving the NPC Big Brother.
The remaining three corpses were cut open one by one, and the other two also failed to parasitize.
The two exchanged contact information, Fu Anan told him some places 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 looked at the still many passengers in the lobby with a heavy face.
Wrapped her face in a scarf, carried the suitcase and went upstairs quickly.
Although she tried her best to avoid the crowd, she unfortunately ran into three players at the opposite door.
They were going downstairs at this time.
Fu Anan stood in the corridor and met their eyes.
"Where did little sister go? It's so tightly wrapped."
Kang Jiafang looked at Fu Anan who came back, and asked with a smile on his face.
Dressing like this in the middle of the night, with a huge suitcase dragging behind her, doesn't look too suspicious.
Tian Yong also folded his arms, standing in the corridor and watching her quietly.
The three stood side by side, blocking the corridor. There is a kind of meaning that she will not let her go if she can't explain why.
Fu Anan glanced at the three of them, then walked up to Hu Buchang, "Get out of the way."
Hu Buchang looked at Fu Anan and pursed his lips, moving away in a particularly spineless manner.
Fu Anan walked past them and slammed the door shut.
Regardless of the three people outside, as soon as they entered the door, they took out a super-large glass jar, the kind used to soak sauerkraut, and soaked the pink strange meat in it.
She didn't know if it was safe or not. To be on the safe side, she pressed three decorative foreign-language books thicker than bricks on it.
The thing was still moving when it left the body, making Fu Anan feel that it was still alive.
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On the other side, the atmosphere of the three people in the elevator is not very good.
Both Tian Yong and Kang Jiafang looked at Hu Buchang coldly, the blame on their faces was undisguised,
"Little Hu, what happened to you just now?"
(end of this chapter)