Chen Fu didn't go far. He watched the car drive away on the street, then turned around and walked towards the community.
In fact, before Song Xiao'e left, he had destroyed all the data he left in the consultation office. Now even if he wanted to go there again, it would be impossible.
"Isn't Zang Xue here?"
"Am I that stupid? I asked her to go to the woman named Liu."
"Turn off the surveillance."
"Damn, you're quite professional."
"Open the door."
When Chen Fu arrived at the door of Zang Xue's house, he found that the door was not closed at all, and he pushed it open. He looked inside, changed his shoes at the door, and walked in.
"Coming in."
He said hello and when he walked to the living room, he saw Zang Wuyang standing on the balcony with his back to him smoking, "Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"
call.
Zang Wuyang exhaled a puff of white smoke and turned around.
Chen Fu didn't pay much attention at first. He glanced at it casually, then leaned back slightly and blurted out, "Damn--"
Zang Wuyang burned the cigarette butt directly to ashes and stared, "What the hell, have you never seen a handsome guy?"
"You went for plastic surgery and failed, right?"
Chen Fu looked at him, funny and speechless. What does being beaten into a pig's head mean? This guy is like that. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his right eye was beaten into a panda eye, and there was a bump on his forehead... He looked like a beaten panda wearing a panda.
The skin of a pig's head is really so bad that you may not even be able to recognize it when it comes.
"Pooh!"
Zang Wuyang opened one eye, and he could tell he was unhappy: "Let me tell you, I'm in a bad mood right now. Don't irritate me. I'm going crazy and won't recognize my relatives. I'm even afraid of myself."
Chen Fu suppressed his laughter: "Then you still asked me to come over to admire your heroic appearance?"
"Humph, this is a reminder for you."
Zang Wuyang took a bag of ice from the refrigerator, put a cold compress on his face, and muttered to himself, "Damn, you're so dirty."
Huh?
Chen Fu raised his eyebrows, looked at his appearance carefully, and found a problem. Although his face looked miserable, this guy didn't look like he had been seriously injured. His hands, feet, and feet were still moving as usual, and there was nothing strange about him. He felt that
Surprised, he pulled up a chair and sat down, asking, "Who did it? Is there anyone else who can beat you? That Corpse King?"
"Who else but him."
Putting the ice pack on his forehead, Zang Wuyang raised his head and sighed, "Ah——, damn, I have such a handsome face, how come I haven't seen anyone in the past two days——"
Chen Fu raised the corners of his mouth, "Isn't this quite unique..."
"roll--"
"Heh, hey, are you going to challenge him alone?"
"What do you think?" Zang Wuyang rolled his eyes.
"So fierce, hey, didn't you say he was very powerful? Why, he didn't do anything to you?" Chen Fu teased.
"Isn't this good enough?" Zang Wuyang asked, pointing to his face.
"Hey, aren't you doing a good job?" Chen Fu suppressed his laughter.
"What a fart, I'd rather break a few bones, fuck-" Zang Wuyang lay down again, cursing, a bit hopeless.
whispering sound.
Chen Fu covered his mouth and laughed dumbly. This was indeed a bit ugly. It was also interesting for the other party to attack. He only wanted to hit in the face? Suddenly he felt that something was wrong.
Zang Wuyang looked unhappy, "Just laugh. When he comes to find you, we'll see if you can still laugh."
"I?"
Chen Fu was startled, "Why is he looking for me? I didn't offend him."
Zang Wuyang smiled strangely, "Haha, humanoids like us are the best materials for corpse puppets. You think, ordinary people
Most people can have that effect if they are made into corpse puppets. If it were you and me..."
"Tch, you can't run away even if you can't beat him."
Chen Fu didn't think so. Although he didn't know whether what he said was true or false, even if it was true, just two words seemed to be scary, which would be too small of himself.
"Hey, I'm so stupid."
"You are not timid, so you look quite good now."
"Say it again!"
"Hey, wait, you came to me at night just to chat?" Chen Fu frowned, realizing that he had almost been led astray again.
"What do you think?"
Zang Wuyang rolled his eyes and pointed to the mobile phone on the coffee table, "Take a look for yourself and recognize him. You don't want to be like me and run away when you see him."
Um?
Chen Fu raised his eyebrows, stood up and went over to take a look.
This is a picture that clearly captures the appearance of a tall young man, wearing a black hoodie, who is fashionable and cool.
Zang Wuyang said calmly: "The Corpse King is good at disguise. This is how he appeared recently. It shouldn't change in a short time. Remember it carefully, maybe it can save your life."
Chen Fu was stunned.
What the hell is this the Corpse King???
Chen Fu believed this, which celebrity, model and Internet celebrity it was. This completely overturned all his impressions of terms such as zombies, zombies, and zombie kings. Isn’t the zombie king a dead person? It shouldn’t be as lifeless and terrifying as a ghost.
? How does this look like a dead body?
"What? It doesn't look like it?"
Zang Wuyang seemed to have seen through his thoughts and sarcastically said, "You don't think that the Corpse King is just wearing ancient clothes with a talisman on his forehead, right? Keep up with the times, do you understand? Children are children.
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Chen Fu looked at him and was speechless for a moment.