At 8:06 in the morning, Zhang Fan changed into a brand-new black casual suit, wrapped the pink scarf given to him by Feng Hui around his neck, and left the Fugui Courtyard with his hands in his pockets.

At this time, he wore a black mask on his face, covering half of his face tightly.

Because last night, he scolded Gao Daqiang after getting drunk, causing two front teeth to be knocked out, in order to prevent his speech from leaking, and to be seen as miserable, so he chose to cover his face with a mask.

After a gust of wind, Zhang Fan used the supernatural power of the evil dog Xiaoba to teleport to the distant Dafu City, Dongkang County.

At this moment, Zhang Fan was standing outside the Nanjunling community.

"Mulan? I didn't expect her to be alive after so long." Zhang Fan muttered to himself, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and slowly walked into the community.

Unit 3 of Building 6...... 503......」

According to the information revealed in the black booklet, Zhang Fan strode in the direction of Unit 3 of Building 6.

Since today is a Saturday, there are many owners walking and playing in the Nanjunling community.

Some of them are walking their dogs, while others are playing with their children in the middle of the community's square.

Even in the sunlit area, there are a group of elderly people playing chess with each other.

Nanjunling Community, which is a newly built community in recent years, is located in a prime location, so there are many owners who move in, and almost every building is about to be full.

According to the guidance of the building mark, Zhang Fan came to the vicinity of Unit 3 of Building 6 that he was looking for after a while.

It's just that the door of the unit is locked, and he is not the owner of the community, and he has no access control card on him, so he can't enter at all.

After a little thought, Zhang Fan had a way, he turned his head to the trash can, picked up a plastic bag from it, filled it with some garbage, and pressed the call button of house 503 above the unit door.

The call bell rang for less than a few seconds, and a lazy woman's voice came from the horn.

"Is that the takeout you ordered?" Your takeaway has arrived, please open the door of the unit." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

His face at this time was covered by a black mask, and the other party could not see his appearance clearly through the camera in front of the unit.

"Takeaway? I didn't order it?" The woman asked, surprised.

"You can't be wrong," that ...... Okay, you can come in first."

The woman thought for a moment, but still opened the unit door for Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan walked into it smoothly.

Each building in the Nanjunling community is 26 floors high.

But fortunately, the location of Mulan's house is on 503 on the fifth floor, even if you don't take the elevator, you can reach it quickly if you choose to take the stairs.

In two minutes, Zhang Fan took the stairs and finally came to room 503.

Knocking on the door gently, Zhang Fan shouted softly, "Please sign for takeaway."

This was shouted, and it didn't take long for the door to be opened, and then a fat woman with messy hair and a Winnie the Pooh sweater, buttoned her nose, pushed the door and walked out.

It seems that it is the first time she has seen a delivery man like Zhang Fan.

Dressed up quite handsome, why doesn't it feel like a takeaway guy?

"Are you mistaken?" The color of the big fat woman's skin is dull, without the slightest brightness, as if she has not paid attention to maintenance for a long time.

"Are you Mulan?"

Zhang Fan looked at the big fat woman in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted a few times, and he was also very shocked.

Is this person really Mulan?

Why is it completely different from the Mulan I saw at the beginning?

At that time, although Mulan didn't look very good-looking, it definitely didn't look like a fat woman now.

It can be said that she is now a proper old housemaid.

At the same time as she opened the door just now, Zhang Fan also smelled a pungent smell

The smell of garbage wafted out of the room, but fortunately there was a mask to cover the mouth and nose, so that the pungent smell was not so good.

"Yes, I'm Mulan? Excuse me...... Can I see what you delivered?" Mulan scratched her messy hair like a chicken nest, buttoned her nostrils again, and her eyes fell on the "takeaway" in Zhang Fan's hand.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be, it's not even nine o'clock in the morning, and she hasn't started ordering takeout yet, how can there be takeout delivered to her door?

It's so weird.

Last night, she watched a love drama all night, basically didn't sleep, and was just about to lie down and rest in the morning, but she didn't expect her pager to ring.

"Absolutely."

Zhang Fan nodded with a smile, and handed the "takeaway" in his hand to Mulan.

But while handing it over, while Mulan was unpacking, he rushed into the room without saying a word.

Moreover, the pungent and rich smell was also extremely strong at this moment, even if it was covered by a mask, it almost made him sick.

When he raised his head and looked around, his expression suddenly appeared strange.

I saw that the huge living room was full of garbage.

These so-called garbage are basically all takeaway packaging.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan grunted and swallowed his saliva.

Is this really the Mulan he met in the first place?

Why did you become so sloppy after not seeing each other for more than a year?

It's not a single person.

Although the previous Mulan was not very good, at least, it was much cleaner than now.

"Ahh

Also when Zhang Fan looked around the situation in the house, suddenly, Mulan outside the door screamed, and the "takeaway" in her hand fell to the ground in response.

"It's not takeaway at all, why is it full of garbage?"

Mulan turned around angrily and shouted, but when she saw Zhang Fan, who had broken into her house, her face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and she scolded, "Who the hell are you?"

"What the hell are you doing at my house?!"

"Are you the thief the dead scumbag is looking for? Deliberately trying to trick me, right?"

"Damn dead scumbag, they've all broken up with me, and they're coming to torture me, ahhhh

Mulan was like a mad lioness, rushing towards Zhang Fan with her teeth and claws.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and didn't understand what the so-called scumbag in Mulan's mouth meant.

"Calm down, I'm not that scumbag, and I wasn't the one he came to torture you." Zhang Fan took a few steps back and explained in a cold voice.

"I don't care, you must be the one sent by that dead scumbag, what else do you want me to do? You've cheated me out of all my money, and now I'm like this, why won't you let me go?" Mulan didn't choose to believe Zhang Fan's words, and she had completely identified him as a scumbag in her heart.

"Hey, look at who I am, and you'll understand."

Knowing that he couldn't explain clearly, Zhang Fan took off the black mask on his face with his backhand, revealing his true appearance.

And when she saw Zhang Fan's appearance, Mulan, who was originally rushing with her teeth and claws, was immediately dumbfounded, and even the action of pounce was suddenly interrupted.

"You ......"

"How are you?!"

"Why you?"

"How is this possible?! It's absolutely impossible, are you a human or a ghost?!"

Mulan's breathing became extremely short, dense cold sweat overflowed on her forehead, and she spoke a little incoherently, as if she felt deep disbelief about Zhang Fan's appearance, as if she was in a dream.

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