Hei Bao and Bai Yu followed closely behind, Xiao Xue glanced at Heiman contemptuously, and then walked away.
Heyman still maintained a dull expression, as if he could not accept the facts before him.
Smith came back to his senses, quickly took out a tissue and handed it to Hyman, and at the same time told the housekeeper, "Hurry up and get Dr. Will over."
The housekeeper nodded and quickly made the call.
"Ms. Hyman, are you okay?"
Smith looked at Hyman with blood everywhere.
Heyman said nothing and shook his head.
"I want to know the origin of this pig."
"Oh... it is Zhou's pet. The other three are also Zhou's pets. They are very smart and are also the protagonists in my new movie."
Smith introduced.
"Is this Mr. Zhou you are talking about?"
Hyman was quite shocked, but soon realized, "He must be a great psychic."
While wiping his mouth, he was a little scared, "Fortunately, this little pig is very smart and can control his strength, otherwise I will definitely have a mental breakdown and die."
"..." Smith was stunned, "Is this pig so powerful?"
Harry couldn't believe it even more, "It just screamed once."
"How is it possible? It just targeted...forget it, you don't understand, it's useless to say it."
Heyman shook his head.
"Ms. Hyman, what should I do about my affairs?"
Harry couldn't help but ask, very eagerly. He has a life span of ten years. He is now over seventy years old.
No wonder he feels more and more weak during this time. Is he going to die?
Thinking of this, he became more and more frightened.
Heyman looked at Smith.
"Zhou said very decisively on the phone that it is impossible to see you. At least for the time being, he is not interested in seeing you."
Smith responded.
"No, Smith, I feel like I'm going to die! You can't do this..."
Harry shouted.
Smith was quite speechless, "I see you are full of energy, don't scare yourself."
"Mr. Harry should be fine in two or three years, don't worry."
“What about two or three years from now?
How can I not worry about this? I don’t want to die."
Harry completely lost his composure and burst into tears.
"...Oh, if I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Smith couldn't help but complain that things didn't have to come to this point at all.
Based on his understanding of Zhou Huayang, Harry should have a better attitude and would definitely give a reasonable explanation and solve Harry's trouble easily.
Heyman hesitated a little, his eyes flickering, "The reason why I can't do it, and can't return the life force in the cursed stone to Mr. Harry's body, is mainly because the mental power is too far apart."
"But this little pig is absolutely fine. If it can cooperate with me and understand my instructions, it can solve Mr. Harry's trouble."
Harry was stunned, "You asked a pig to come?
Couldn't you be careless and possibly destroy the cursed stone?
If this pig..."
His words stopped abruptly at this point. It was because he talked too much that he led to the current situation.
Heyman shrugged and vowed, "I can guarantee that this method is completely feasible, but I don't know what the wishes of Mr. Zhou and Xiaozhu are. I think it knows how to control and its IQ is definitely not low."
Smith smiled bitterly.
"Smith, please, help me!"
Harry took Smith's hand.
After many years of friendship, Smith couldn't bear to see his miserable appearance, but he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Pang Dun'er is very good, I can find a way to make him agree, but only Zhou...
"To be honest, I'm not sure he would be angry about it."
"Mr. Zhou's attitude is very important. If he doesn't nod, I won't dare ask Xiaozhu for help."
Hyman echoed.
Harry looked at Smith pitifully.
"Oh, you guy... forget it, I'll call Zhou and talk to him. I'm not sure whether he will agree."
"Thank you, Smith, my life depends on you."
Smith rolled his eyes at him, then picked up the cell phone on the table and dialed Zhou Huayang's number hesitantly.
By this time Zhou Huayang had arrived in the city.
When I saw Smith's call, I immediately picked up the phone helplessly.
He disliked Harry as a person, and Smith's reputation was not enough to make Zhou Huayang change his mind.
But when he heard Smith finish speaking, Zhou Huayang was stunned and pondered for two seconds, "Whether Pang Dun'er helps or not is up to him. If you can get him to help, I won't stop him."
Smith couldn't help but feel a little excited, "Thank you."
"I didn't help. If it succeeds, it's all thanks to Fatty. On the contrary, if it fails, don't regret it. It's just resentment."
Zhou Huayang's reaction was dull.
"Of course, everything has the possibility of failure, and we will bear the consequences ourselves."
After chatting, the two ended the call.
"Zhou agreed, as long as Pang Dun'er agrees to help, but you will be responsible for the consequences."
Smith put down his phone and stared at the two of them.
Harry, Heyman was already beaming with joy.
"Harry, are you sure you haven't?
Although I am confident that I can succeed, the decision is yours."
Heyman emphasized.
"Do I have a second option?
Find the person who cast the curse to lift it?"
"It's impossible. With the way Satanism works, as long as the curse is cast, they will die and won't help lift it."
Heyman's answer blocked Harry's escape route.
"In that case, then I will listen to you. I believe you, Ms. Heyman."
Harry sighed.
"Smith, then I'll leave it to you."
"Don't worry, Fatty prefers cakes, puffs and the like.
I asked Alice to negotiate terms with it."
When Smith said this, he laughed. Fatty'er made him feel like a greedy and cute fat boy, not a pig.
"..." Harry and Heyman looked at each other.
"Sigh, my friends will definitely not believe that there is such a special little wild boar in the world, with terrifying mental power... I really want to meet that Mr. Zhou."
Heyman was extremely envious.
…
The group of people arrived on the second floor.
Smith shouted, and Alice poked her head out of the storage room.
"What are you doing, grandpa? Fatty'er and I are playing hide and seek. You are not allowed to teach Fatty'er a lesson."
"No, no, grandpa needs help from Fatty, how can he teach him a lesson?
It is Zhou's pet, and I don't dare to mess around with it."
Smith has a kind attitude.
"oh."
Alice waved her hand.
A cute little head popped out from beside her feet, round and pouting, as if smiling at people.
Smith stepped forward quickly, followed closely by Harry and Heyman.
"Alice, can you tell Fatty to do a little favor for Grandpa?"
"What can I do to help you?
Without a big, big cake, it would be impossible for it to agree."
Alice tilted her head.
"Hmph~" Yes, yes, no cake, no help!
The fat little chicken nodded like he was pecking at rice, a bit arrogant.
Harry, the corners of Heyman's mouth twitched.
"As long as you are willing to help, you can make as many cakes as you want. I can even buy all the cakes in Connecticut, no problem!"