Jia Chaoyang calmed down almost instantly, he looked at the chain on his body, and did not make any futile struggles, but said: "This, and you can touch those things that are not human or ghost, using the same method, right?" ”

"It's EPT." Wang Yuxian deliberately corrected him, "Why didn't you find out that you were so disrespectful to others before?" I had a pretty good impression of you before, what do you think you're crazy about me? ”

As he spoke, he dragged Jia Chaoyang up and kicked people into the conference room.

The once tidy conference room is now in shambles, with puffed food bags and drink bottles scattered on the floor, and tables piled high with pits and melon seed skins.

Jia Chaoyang laughed dryly twice next to him: "When I came just now, my stomach."

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