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Chapter 422 Thanks
Although I don't know what Fang Jingran's purpose is at this moment, but he will accompany him in acting anyway.

So a smile appeared on Mr. William Spit's face, and then he spoke.

"It would be great if you people came here. There is no need to bring these things. I don't even know if I bring these things. How should I give you a gift in return?"

After hearing the words, those people also shook their heads and started talking.

"What do you need in return? We did it voluntarily. No matter how much you have suffered so much with us, this is what we should prepare for."

After one of them said something like this, the people next to him also nodded and spoke.

"Yes, yes, this is what we should prepare for anyway. Don't shirk it anymore. I hope you can do better during the thank you time."

After hearing the words, Fang Jingran immediately smiled and said.

"Oh, that's indeed the case. If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with what you said, so I think, we should make the best use of everything now."

After hearing this sentence, in my personal eye lines, I unconsciously appeared a little doubt, I don't know what the meaning of their painting is.

Under such circumstances, they really didn't know what this man wanted to do, and every move he made suddenly felt too strange.

It feels like this person is completely following his own temperament and doesn't care about common sense things at all. He just does whatever he wants.

So under such circumstances, he naturally felt a little strange.

But no matter what, the more it is at this time, perhaps the more we should think about it, what should we do next.

Their original purpose was to let Mr. Williamsbitt come into contact with such a painting tool, and then die directly from the poison in his body.

But now it seems that my purpose has failed.

I don't know any way to let him really get in touch with the painting tools, which is considered a very difficult thing for him.

They didn't expect such a strange person to appear here. They didn't know what the purpose of this person was, nor did they know what he wanted to do.

I feel that this person is really a very confusing person, and sometimes he doesn't understand what he wants to do with these things.

So in such a situation, there will only be a little ugly expression on everyone's face, and then this person doesn't know what to do.

But in any case, things have developed to this point, and they can't easily give up at this time.

So at this time, I can only continue to walk with this person.

If the relatives give up at this time, the situation may become very bad, so bad that they will not grow up at all.

At this moment, Fang Jingran suddenly took out a blank piece of paper from somewhere.

After seeing such a scene, everyone also felt very strange, and had no idea what he wanted to do next.

And just after that, he picked up the painting tools and added a few strokes on it, and then said to everyone.

"My drawing of this thing is not particularly detailed. I hope we can express our friendly meaning through such a painting."

After hearing these words, there was still a little doubt in everyone's eyes, and they didn't know what he meant by these words.

what does this mean?What exactly is he trying to do?
And at this moment, in order to eliminate the doubts of these people's meeting, Fang Jingran immediately and quietly took out a silver needle.

So he lightly pricked his silver needle on Mr. William Spit's back.

Mr. William Spit naturally felt such a pain, and his face changed slightly.

But he didn't say anything strange, nor did he act abnormally.

Because he knows that no matter how to do such a thing in an orderly manner, he has his own concerns, so sometimes he doesn't need to think about anything else at all.

So sometimes I just need to cooperate with him well, and I don't need to do some other people's actions at all.

Under such circumstances, he also recovered his complexion in a very short time, and there was no change at all from usual.

And it was at this moment that the rear finally handed over the painting tools to Mr. Williamsbitt.

After seeing such a scene, everyone was also very surprised. The goal they had always wanted to achieve was actually achieved by the other party.

What is going on with this person?
At the beginning, they thought that they might have exposed some flaws somewhere, so this person would do such a thing.

But now it seems that this time everything seems to be a little bit wrong.

Why did this person hand over the painting tools to Mr. William Spit at this time inexplicably?

If all he did before was to avoid direct contact between Mr. Williamspee and the painting tools, then he should continue to do so now.

So Fang Jingran next to him immediately spoke.

"Come on, Mr. William Spit said casually on the above, thank you for what you want to draw, and then we will continue to pass it on."

After hearing this, William Spit immediately took off his paintbrush without any hesitation.

At the beginning, he didn't know why Fang would secretly insert such a silver needle on his back, but now he finally knew what was going on.

It turned out that it was because I wanted to conflict with the poison on the brush.

Apart from such a possibility, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

At this time, he naturally smiled very naturally, and in the end he made a random painting on it.

But when he finished, he immediately handed over the brush to Fang Jingran.

Fang Jingran smiled softly, then nodded again and again and began to admire.

"That's great, this one is much better than the ones I drew just now, it's really you."

The people next to him originally looked at such a scene with expectant eyes, but they didn't expect that the things they were expecting did not happen at all.

Under the circumstances, there was nothing wrong with Mr. William Spit.

(End of this chapter)