The hotel owner looked gloomy and didn't say anything. He gripped the handle of the scissors with both hands again, ready to explode at any moment.
Just when the innkeeper was about to attack, Fang Maki stopped the discussion with a sickly smile that made the innkeeper tremble. To give up those too. ”It may be dangerous though.
Hearing this, the hotel owner’s face softened a little, but he couldn’t understand why Fan Mu wanted to take the risk.
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The next day, Fang Mu left the hotel in Qianwai City with a black inlaid card, a half piece of black jade, and a briefcase. The hotel owner seemed to be a normal person again. It's like what happened last night didn't happen to him. The same thing happened to him, and he treated the guests the same way as yesterday, but when Fang Mu was checking out, the other party whispered, "Remember last night's deal." So Fang Mu was finally convinced of what happened last night.
Before leaving, Fang Mu asked the other party, "Your grandmother is probably not a local here in Guinan. Why do you want to move to this place?"
Hearing this, the hotel owner answered Fang Mu’s question as stiffly as a car. “When he discovered his father's disappearance, his boss's disappearance, he wanted to know the whole truth... He pointed to the frog god and said he wanted to know the truth.
A strange light flashed in Juan Mu’s eyes. Is Wang Zheng also involved?
Fang Mu's impression was that all he heard was that Wang Zheng ended up surrounded by frogs and toads, and was bitten and eaten. He didn't know what happened to him after that.
Isn't Wang Zheng dead?
three hundred fools
With all sorts of doubts in his heart, Fang Mu no longer has confidence in the village of Wenyatun. This time I didn't hitchhike to the village, and I wasn't even thinking about entering the village directly.
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