When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

"What a faux pas that such an unpleasant thing happened on the first day you two came to my hotel."

The expression on the man's face was always calm, and he said apologetic words, but his expression didn't fluctuate.

This pretentious attitude is more like his senior brother.

Fu Yu secretly poohed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but showed a smirk instead.

"This has nothing to do with you, it's a game we joined out of curiosity.

No one expected such a thing to happen.

Don't know what your name is yet? "

"My surname is Tang."

"Mr. Tang." Fu Yu was polite.

He has always been straightforward, and he doesn't like dealing with people who have big thoughts.

Zuo Zuo didn't come here to make friends, and the Mr. Tang in front of him didn't suit his appetite at first sight.

Simply state your intentions directly.

"We came here this time to find someone. I don't know if Mr. Tang knows Yan Zhiyan."

That Mr. Tang lowered his head and opened his pocket watch with a "click".

"At 57:13:[-], your senior brother said you were dishonest. It seems that you are right. You lied when you came up. This is not a likable kid."

Fu Yu: "..."

What kind of old goblin is this?It's a strange angle to look at.

With a "click", the pocket watch in the man's hand closed again.

He turned his head with a smile, the way he looked at Fu Yu was really like looking at a lying child.

"Yan Zhiyan did leave something for you, I can give it to you if you want, but if you want to find someone from him, I can't tell you that."

Fu Yu didn't look away, and met him directly.

What the man said just now fully shows that he knows Yan Zhiyan's whereabouts.

Fu Yu looked into his eyes.

It was the closest he had been to the truth in years.

"Where is he?" Fu Yu asked.

The man didn't answer him: "Maybe you can only choose the same thing and person."

Suddenly, the conversation between the two was full of gunpowder.

Fu Yu gently hooked his fingers, and the thin air flow slid between his fingers, as if something was brewing.

"I know you are very powerful, but it is useless for you to catch me."

Feeling the dangerous aura coming from him, Tang Wenshu was not afraid at all.

She didn't even look at him sideways.

"I won't reveal his whereabouts, and since I'm dead, you don't want to find what he left behind."

It seems that he is not at all afraid of what he will choose, and he already knows the answer to this choice.

Ji Chen sat quietly on the side, listening to the turbulent waves between the two.

He lowered his eyes, and there was still an unpredictable expression under the mask.

After a while, Fu Yu grinned.

The fingers were closed, and the fingertips made a "crackling" explosion sound.

"Then there is Mr. Lao Tang, I don't know what my senior brother left for me."

"You'll know right away."

After this sentence was finished, the two tacitly did not talk any more.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Ji Chen took out a small piece of paper from his pocket.

After blowing on it, the little paper man who was lying there motionless suddenly raised his arm.

Ji Chen lowered his hands, and the little paper man immediately jumped onto the seat and walked to Fu Yu's side step by step.

The short arm hooked his fingers directly.

Fu Yu looked down at the touch of his hand, he was a little surprised.

With a flip of the palm, the index finger directly pushed the little paper man somersault.

That's not counting, just like the woman molesting a good family, rubbing her fingertips on her stomach.

After making sure that he didn't summon this thing, he looked at Ji Chen.

There was a questioning look in his eyes.

But Ji Chen himself didn't know what was going on, so of course he couldn't answer him.

Last night, after the little paper figurine finished performing its exercises, it was thrown aside by Fu Yu.

Ji Chen kept him in his pocket all the time, and later he was taken to the police station and put him in his pocket.

But when I came out of the police station, I didn't know when the little paper figurine had turned into an ordinary paper talisman.

Just now, he just had a feeling in his heart, and he had an idea to blow on it.

Whether it will be successful or not, he himself is not sure.

As it turns out, he succeeded.

There must be something weird about Ji Chen.

Fu Yu reaffirmed this point, and this weirdness is not a gadget.

Looking at his appearance, Ji Chen couldn't control his hands so he leaned over and touched his head.

As a result, Fu Yu slapped him back, and the back of his hand was almost swollen.

There was an outsider sitting beside him, trying hard to control his emotions of wanting to turn on the mic.

What is going on with this big star? Is the man's head so easy to touch?

His head was even harder to touch.

And that kind of action, no matter how you look at it, shouldn't happen between two big men.

Ji Chen silently put his hands in his pockets, taking a deep breath.

Sure enough, Fu Yu who opened up a little bit was still the same Fu Yu.

Why is there so much strength in this hand?