Jun lightly put down the middle chopsticks: "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Li was still silent.

The Great Demon King was a little anxious, and ran upstairs with someone in his arms: "Since that's the case, then go to bed and say." ”

Fu Li's eyes widened for a moment: "Crazy woman, not tonight." ”

Jun Qing ignored it, kept walking, raised his foot and kicked the door open, and threw the person on the bed.

Seeing this, the man pulled the futon and wrapped it: "I said." ”

"It's late." In the next moment, the room was pitch black, and it was another night of entanglement.

Outside the castle, a group of reporters silently retracted their paws after listening to the butler's threatening words, and stood in place, looking forward to it.

The housekeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief, let the people continue to guard, and went back to the house.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Inside the house, the battle was fierce, and outside the house, it was even more lively.

The reporters waited for half a night, but they couldn't bear it, so they simply set up a tent outside the castle, and they had the posture that Fu would not leave until the news of his death was impossible.

This is not fun, some street vendors also came to join in the fun, ran to sell food, and even the daily necessities were sold.

That's called a crowd of people, and it's more congested than rushing to the market.

Seeing this, the servants of the Fu family had indescribable expressions.

In the tormented waiting of everyone, the sky appeared white, and the brilliance of the morning sun seemed to be a seed of hope, taking root in the hearts of the reporters.

Early in the morning, many people came out of the tent and hung on the fence of Fu's house, staring at the gate like a torch.

It's been a night, and the corpse should be cold, and it's still early winter.

I don't know how long later, a sound of opening the door sounded, like a holy sound hitting everyone's hearts.

"The door is open," one reporter shouted excitedly, almost bursting into tears.

Suddenly, a small number of people who were still eating breakfast ran over in an instant, like cats smelling fishy.

They all held their cameras aloft, and their eyes looked at the gate without moving.

As a black leather shoe peeked out of the door, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they were full of energy to shoot a historic scene.

But in a moment, the legs, feet, and corners of the clothes were exposed.

The flash of light instantly bloomed outside the castle like no money.

The middle-aged housekeeper who just came out frowned with his eyes, this group of people has cat cakes!

The reporter's shooting action did not stop, and after a while, he photographed a group of servants, but there was no shadow of Fu Li.

I feel like I've been tricked.

Someone was angry and yelled directly: "What about Fu Li? We want to see Fu Li. ”

Others also joined in, saying that they must see Fu Li.

The middle-aged man swept over everyone with an expressionless face and stood quietly to the side.

As long as you don't come in and make trouble, it's a problem.

Everyone: "..."

The result can be imagined, and I waited for another day in vain.

In the evening, some people can't bear it anymore and go back, while others don't give up and continue to wait.

It was as if the people of the city owed him money.

After three days like this, Fu Li was finally willing to walk out of the door.

There were not many reporters left at the door, scattered in twos and threes, picking up cameras to record the footage.

After the shooting, I realized that something was wrong, why was there a big living person in front of me?

Fu Li didn't die!

stunned a group of melon-eating reporters.

Outside the fence, full of chins.

Fu Li's face was condensed, his eyes wandered over everyone, and he directly turned around and raised his feet to return to the house, leaving everyone with a cold and arrogant back.

When his figure disappeared, the reporters reacted.

Suddenly, the door of Fu's house was like a vegetable market, and the sound of discussion was endless.

The middle-aged housekeeper looked displeased, walked over, and said coldly: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police!" Disturbing people's homes, gathering crowds to make trouble, spreading rumors and slander. ”