Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Can this become a business?

When Fang Mo saw the countless teams, they all stood up, charging only one tenth like the leader, he saw the people around him, already shaken even more.

"If you really want to go, then go!"

After all, he is not the one who insists on keeping people.

The most important thing is that this was originally his own income. He stayed with the other party, which meant that he was left with a little bump.

Finally, the people around Fang Mo ran away cleanly.

wrong.

There is still one left.

It was a little girl with an innocent face, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes.

It seems to be experienced.

Fang Mo was still very moved. He asked, "Little girl, do you think it is safer to follow us?"

"No, it's not!" The little girl shook her head, licked her lips and said: "I, I want to go out with you and come back to eat delicious food, even if you get more things, but if you can't do it, That won’t work either, I want to stay, please take it in."

You can hurry up and die...

This sentence was firmly pressed into Fang Mo's throat.

If he said it, it would have a great impact, so he didn't dare to say it at all.

However, this also made him extremely uncomfortable.

What's the matter?

What a joke...

He only stayed for the sake of gluttony. Isn't he not strong enough?Isn't it powerful enough?Is it not safe enough?

He asked the sky silently.

"Thank you for your method."

At this moment, the leader walked over and spoke to him softly. He also saw a little girl, and said with a smile: "Little girl, would you like to follow me? My strength is also very good. Oh."

at this point.

Fang Mo is still very confident.

So a smile appeared on his face.

It is absolutely impossible for a foodie to be easily tempted unless the other party offers something more delicious.

But what does this leader eat every day?

Hahaha, at this point, Fang Mo is definitely better than him by many times.

Just that, he was enough to be sure that the little girl would never be hooked away.

Anyway, it also made him regain a little confidence.

Still very good.

"not good!"

The little girl categorically refused. Her innocent face was full of longing, and she muttered to herself: "My previous wish was to be able to go to their table once, and now the realization of the wish is in sight. How can you follow the leader? So, brother leader, sorry."

Embarrassing no!

Peng Baiyu, I asked you if you are embarrassed?!

Fang Mo laughed in his heart, he knew it, and he understood that the psychological state of this foodie was absolutely different from ordinary people.

The most important thing is that there is also a foodie in his family.

She is also a little girl, but she doesn't have the vicissitudes of the other party. In her eyes, she still maintains a kind of innocence, maybe that is the change brought by strength...

After all, as long as that girl remains innocent, it is enough.

Strength can slap everyone, isn't that enough?

really.

Peng Baiyu's face immediately became extremely embarrassed. He looked around for a long time, then laughed and said loudly, "Oh, how come your old man has moved, you are our live treasure here, as the saying goes. There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, if you want to eat, just tell me."

Although embarrassing, he moved the topic perfectly.

"I, did you provoke the leader brother? Will he retaliate against me?" The little girl secretly asked Fang Mo.

Fang Mo shook his head, and said, "As long as you follow me, then you won’t. If you don’t follow me... it’s not a good idea. Although this guy looks like a Virgin, he still has big eyebrows. Eyes will betray everyone, this guy looks gloomy, what do you think?"

"Then I'll follow you, you want me to eat delicious." The little girl became firm again.

Fang Mo smiled and said, "It’s good, it’s just that on weekdays, we all drink blood. Not only do we have to eat some good things, but when we are outside, we also need to be cold and cold. Only in this way can we ensure our greatest strength. Is it possible for you to survive?"

"can!"

The little girl nodded quickly.

She was scared.

She was afraid of Peng Baiyu's revenge.

Fang Mo's words were to remind her.

Even a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a righteous face can be a spy, so what else can't happen in this world?

The most important thing is that Peng Baiyu does seem a bit gloomy.

Thinking of this, she stood closer to Fang Mo.

...

breakfast.

Fang Mo drank the porridge and gave the girl some pickles. What the little girl ate was called Huanshi. Even if this was something I would not eat before the end of the world, it is so sweet now.

Fang Mo: "???"

Can't you hide this in your heart?

Before the end of the world, it seems that this is how he lives.

so sad.

so sad.

I want to kill her, what should I do, wait online?

Fang Monet was full of cows.

He was really uncomfortable, thinking that the things that he would eat when he waited for people back then became things that would never be eaten in the girl's mouth before the end of the world.

Really, very sad.

Fortunately, the end of the world is here, otherwise I will not have a chance to see you fall apart?

Fang Mo's psychology suddenly became gloomy.

But he recovered right away. After all, he was a person with positive energy. It couldn't be easier to adjust his mind.

In a moment, his psychological condition has been adjusted.

After eating, he led some people to exercise some of his moves, and constantly corrected Yang Ye and Zhang Yuxin. After all, their movements were too irregular.

On the contrary, Xie Mingyuan and Liu Xuan are extremely skilled.

As for the two talking about cross talk?

Hehe, these two goods didn't grasp the essence at all, and they pretended to be there, but Fang Mo certainly couldn't teach them casually.

This is his own capital, or Ye Qingcheng left behind.

Zhang Bo?

This guy is pretty slick, but Fang Mo can see that he has only its form, not its connotation. When it comes to a fight, it's better to rely on your own teeth.

After the exercise, it was almost eight or nine o'clock. Fang Mo yawned, picked up the package and walked out.

In the pot, he still has a lot of porridge left, just for those who dare not go out.

After all, there will be people who are unwilling to go out.

This world is like this, so Fang Mo is purely doing good deeds.

He doesn't know if he can be grateful, he just knows that these guys are pure waste, and one day they will die.