It's just a little fight between some girls.

Classmate Ji, who has long been accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, will definitely not take this group of weak chickens in his eyes.

"Sister, sister?" Brother Baoyu stretched out his hand and shook his sister, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

Why did my sister suddenly start to be stunned.

"Sister, you won't hide anything from me, right?" Fang Baoyu's eyes were suspicious.

"I think you've been very high-profile lately, and you've been on hot searches frequently, do you want to attract any attention? What are you secretly planning? ”

Ji Mo's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand and patted it on his younger brother's skull, "What about my cake." ”

"Sister, don't divert the topic."

Baoyu's younger brother shouted dissatisfied, but he still obediently went to the refrigerator to get the cake.

"Brother."

Fang Baoyu turned around and faced Shang Ji Mo's extraordinarily serious eyes.

I couldn't see any unusual emotions in my eyes, and I was calm and clear.

"If one day. You suddenly notice that I'm gone, and you don't need to be too nervous. Just protect yourself and wait for me to come back. ”

"Sister, where are you going??" The more Fang Baoyu listened to this, the more wrong it became.

Ji Mo raised his hand and patted his brain, forked a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious." ”

"Sister!!" Baoyu's younger brother was full of anger.

Ji Mo ignored it, took his computer directly, clicked on the cultivator dao forum, clicked on the registered member page, and looked at the small print instructions below.

"Sister, do you want to register?"

"It's us."

"Huh?" Brother Baoyu's puffed face was instantly replaced by a curious baby's expression.

"Baoyu, you punch me and show me." Ji Mo casually took a small sandalwood round stool and held it up in front of Baoyu's younger brother.

The younger brother shouted, "Hit? Hit it? It hurts, doesn't it hurt in your hands? ”

"Hit!" My sister roared.

The younger brother pitifully stretched out a white bun fist and lightly touched the stool.

Ji Mo raised his hand angrily, and slapped the back of his head, "Use a little force to make a pig's head!" ”

"Bang!"

The expected pain did not come, and the stool in front of me split in two.

Brother Baoyu jumped up from the sofa with his legs kicked, and pointed to the small sandalwood stool in a panic, "What, what's the matter, sister." ”

It's unbelievable that he, such a beautiful man, can actually split a stool with his bare hands?

Dreaming, you must be dreaming.

"That's it." Ji Mo smiled in his eyes, and raised his hand and touched his stupid brother's head with great relief, "Go pick up the car, I'll take you somewhere." ”

Half an hour later, Ji Mo looked up at the crumbling dangerous building in front of him, "This is it." ”

Fang Baoyu swallowed her saliva, "Sister, sister? Why are we going to demolish the building? ”

This looks like a dilapidated building that is more than a few decades old, and the whole building is a little tilted to the left, which looks dangerous.

Looking in from the door, there is a little bit of light, like a haunted house.

Now their sister and brother's appearance is even more stumbling.

His sister forced him to smear on that handsome face and put on a sloppy ghost makeup.

And if there is no silver three hundred taels here, he will cover his face with a black cloth.

The two parked their cars quite far away, and deliberately avoided what seemed to be cameras, and walked all the way along the dirt wall in the demolition area.

On the way, they also met an old man from a nail household, who was so frightened when he saw them that he threw garbage on the ground and ran away.

From a distance, the younger brother could still hear the uncle's frightened cry, "Rob, rob, rob!" Heist it's coming. ”