After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, everyone present in the Immortal Organization fell silent.

In all their current sources of information, there was not a single mention that there was such a powerful ghost king by Fang Xing's side!

A ghost king who can even directly destroy several cities!

After a while, the initiator of the meeting finally spoke:

"Where are you now?"

"Still in the city where Fang Xing is located, where else can I run if I'm injured?"

Mr. Jiang smiled bitterly, and the whole person looked a little sluggish.

Another voice asked abruptly:

"Why don't you leave quickly?"

"Does it make sense? If he wants me dead, who can stop him? What's the use of running?"

After saying this, Mr. Jiang lay down directly, and it seemed that he didn't want to say anything anymore.

This time, Mr. Jiang felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted.

I always wanted to "ascend", I wanted to live until I hated this world, and I wanted to enjoy an endless life.

But looking at it today, even after his ascension, I'm afraid it won't be enough for others to blow in one breath.

No wonder.

It's no wonder that the publisher directly said that if he wants to transform himself into a trick now, it is a dead end.

The way I feel now is really like dying again!

"In that case."

"Let's not care about anything in the future, just concentrate on preparing for our future Ascension Conference, even if one of you has thoughts about him, don't do it in the name of the organization, let others go."

"As for the other members, give a ban, and our people here will not act at will."

After saying this, the initiator of the meeting withdrew from the live broadcast room of the meeting.

The pictures of the others also gradually disappeared, and only Mr. Jiang was left.

Closing the software casually, Mr. Jiang let out a long sigh, now he just wants to get a good night's sleep.

Today's day is really too exciting for him. Although all these years have come with great winds and waves, for the first time, he feels that he is so powerless in his life.

Even if he tried all the ways, he didn't have any ability to save his life at that moment.

The only thing I can do is to come forward and greet him with a smile.

I'm so old, I don't know how many years I haven't complimented others.

But this time, it seems that he has no life guarantee except for this method. This is a complete crushing in life for a person as proud as himself.

All the money that this bank can make now is not even enough for the price of a car that he can give to his little wife casually.

Even if all the clothes, mobile phones, and shoes on Fang Xing's body were combined, they were not as valuable as a button on his clothes.

But at that moment, his life was still in Fang Xing's hands.

This is the absolute crushing from status, the terror from the depths of the soul, and the ultimate gap in strength.

Until this moment, Mr. Jiang finally realized why those people begged him to let them go at the last moment, even if they were close, they didn't dare to punch themselves.

Probably when they saw themselves then, they did when they saw Fang Xing today.

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly in this infinite thought.

The other side.

Fang Xing was having a good time eating with Xing Min and Maoqiu.

To be honest, Fang Xing hadn't eaten hot pot like this for a long time.

Although the taste may be much worse than that of a hot pot restaurant, it is definitely more open than in a hot pot restaurant.

While eating hot pot, turning on the TV and watching the news and the occasional commercial, it seems that all this seems so calm and serene.

Probably the only thing that doesn't feel smooth is it

It's just that the fire power of this pot is too small now, and it can't provide a few of them with food.

As a normal person, Fang Xing actually didn't eat much.

But I can't stand it, there is a ghost next to me, plus a trick that is crazy to follow the side and drink soup.

In the twenty or thirty minutes since Xing Min started eating hot pot, the chopsticks in his hand have not stopped.

Eat meat when the meat is cooked, eat meatballs when the meatballs are cooked, eat potato chips if you don't have meatballs, and eat lettuce if you don't have potato chips.

If the lettuce is finished, the meat in the pot is estimated to be good again, and then continue to eat in turns.

The electric hot pot at the bottom has been running on the maximum fire, and even the hot pot soup that has been bubbling all the time seems to be unable to catch up with Xing Min's speed of eating alone.

After eating for more than half an hour, even the soup base in the hot pot was washed off.

Fang Xing also had to add half a pot of hot water to it.

But Xing Min seems to be a hungry rabbit now, except for the constant pick-up, his eyes have never left the hot pot.

Thanks to the fact that Fang Xing had prepared two large bags of ingredients in advance, otherwise he would have eaten them all by now.

"Eat slowly, and you didn't grab it from others, what's the hurry."

Seeing that Xing Min had already scooped up all the undercooked meat and put it in his bowl, Fang Xing had to pick up the chopsticks and take them out of Xing Min's bowl again, put them in the pot and cook them again.

Although it doesn't matter if you eat raw meat, it's still not as delicious as cooked.

Xing Min was a little dazed and saw that the meat in his bowl was missing several pieces, and he didn't seem to understand why Fang Xing did this.

"Even if you wait another twenty or thirty seconds, you can eat it when it's cooked!"

Seeing that Xing Min's eyes gradually became aggrieved, Fang Xing could only helplessly quickly clip two balls and put them in Xing Min's bowl:

"Forget it, you can eat some meatballs in the pot first, the meatballs are already cooked."

Seeing that there were a few more meatballs in his bowl, Xing Min didn't care about the two pieces of meat he had just lost, and immediately stuffed the balls into his mouth one by one without hesitation.

Although Fang Xing bought two large bags of food.

But this hot pot only lasted more than fifty minutes before it had to be stopped.

Because at the end of the meal, even the instant noodles are poured into the hot pot, and there is really nothing at home that can be put into the hot pot to cook.

If you cook it again, it is estimated that you can only beat eggs in the hot pot.

In order to have at least one simple breakfast to eat tomorrow morning, Fang Xing had to forcibly terminate this pleasant hot pot feast.

The hairball had long since been unable to hold up, lying motionless on the table.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still two hairs fluttering in the wind from time to time, Fang Xing would have thought that it would have survived.

As for Xing Min, although she felt unacceptable that the hot pot could not be eaten for a day, after drinking all the hot pot soup base, she still patted her stomach very comfortably, and then looked at Fang Xing with a smile, and seemed to feel more happy to eat.

Looking at Xing Min, who was full of comfort, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh, the ability of the Ghost King was outrageous.

If you eat so much with another ghost, the strange feeling of satiety is estimated to be even a ghost to death.

However, after Xing Min finished eating this meal, he seemed to feel more like a normal person, and his body, which was originally very thin, seemed to have become slightly rounder at this moment.

Fang Xing couldn't help but think that if Xing Min was allowed to eat hot pot for a few days in a row, was it possible that he would become a chubby girl?

Looking at the plates on the table and the little soup spilled from the hot pot, Fang Xing originally wanted to get up and clean up a little, but this trip was too full, and he felt that he didn't want to move at all now.

I just continued to put it on the sofa with some sloppiness, leaned back comfortably on the sofa, and then hiccuped a long time.

Hearing this voice, Xing Min leaned his head over, then opened his big mouth and made an "ah-" sound.

It seems that he also wants to learn Fang Xing to play a long string of full burps.

But it is clear that the imitation has failed somewhat.

Seeing the smile on Fang Xing's face, Xing Min didn't know how to think of other things, his little face turned white again, he lowered his head shyly, and then disappeared in front of Fang Xing's eyes.

Fang Xing lay on the sofa like this, his eyes closed slightly, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

I sat in the car for most of the day yesterday, and when I got home this morning, I was busy sorting out the materials, and then I went to buy hot pot materials, and I also dealt with so many passers-by who took photos with me on the street. Plus the ingredients for tidying up the hot pot.

Now that I have a comfortable and full meal, my body is directly and extremely relaxed, and I naturally fall asleep deeply.

This sleep is an afternoon.

By the time Fang Xing woke up, it was already getting dark outside.

Fang Xing first moved his somewhat stiff neck, and then glanced at the coffee table in front of him.

All the plates on the coffee table, as well as the electric stove used to eat hot pot, are gone.

The top was wiped clean, leaving no grease behind, and even some of the soup that accidentally spilled on the floor was cleaned.

It seems that during the period when he was asleep, Furball woke up early without knowing when, and then took the initiative to finish all this housework.

Fang Xing stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Sure enough, the kitchen counters were all cleaned, and the garbage was neatly placed in the trash cans.

If it weren't for the fact that the hairball is relatively small now, and you can't carry the bag downstairs to throw out the garbage, it is estimated that you wouldn't even bother with the last little thing of throwing out the garbage.

Fang Xing walked out of the kitchen, looked at the hairball that hung himself on the balcony, and couldn't help but step forward and praise:

"Furball, good job!"

"I'll call you next time I eat hot pot!"

When Maoqiu heard this, he seemed to shake his body very happily, but it was still a little wet, so he continued to lie on the small railing of the balcony without too much movement.

After all, the furball itself can't be blown clean with a hair dryer, so it can only be dried in this way.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xing was also willing to play with the hairball for a while, so he brought a hair dryer and then accompanied the hairball to blow his hair.

For Fang Xing, such a simple and ordinary day has passed.

But the storm caused by the Fangxing live broadcast group is far from stopping.

Even after a full day, the discussion on this topic is still at the top of all the topics discussed.

There are relatively few people in the world who know about the Immortal Organization, but there are very, very many people who yearn for immortality.

After all, immortality is a wish that occurs regardless of borders, nationality, race, men, women and children.

Now I know that there are really people who can transform themselves into monsters, and they can live for at least a few hundred or even thousands of years!

Even if you know that such consequences are extremely unfair to society, there are many people who are willing to become such extremely unfair beings.

After all, even ordinary people are willing to be above others in terms of lifespan.

In addition, it happened that Fang Xing went out to buy ingredients this time, and exposed the scope of his activities to the public.

this day.

I don't know how many unexpected guests have been welcomed in the city where Fang Xing is located.

Among them, there are also many reporters and self-media personnel, all for interviewing Fang Xing, hoping to learn more about immortality.

It can be said that the railways, buses and planes that come to the city are almost full on this day.

And the only reason why Fang Xing was not disturbed was that almost all the people who came here were blocked by the relevant forces from two streets.

There is a saying that the power of the state should never be underestimated.

It's like thousands of years ago, even with such primitive tools, the Great Wall and the pyramid could be built

A world-renowned building.

So in the current situation, it is easy for the country to stop some people who come to visit.

After all, these people who came didn't know what Fang Xing was carrying.

And the state can't make this matter public, after all, the existence of the ghost king is not a good thing for the whole world, and making it public will only cause a worse impact.

Just when Fang Xing was sleeping peacefully in the afternoon.

Almost everyone in the entire city where Fang Xing was located received such a warning text message.

The form of text message writing is more official, but there is only one core topic knight.

Don't disturb other people's lives.

As for the companies and individuals who published the address of the bank and wanted to investigate the bank, they also received extremely severe SMS warnings.

After receiving the text message, they also received a phone call.

As a result, such an activity of searching for a way to travel that suddenly arose among the people came to an abrupt end.

As for the topic of immortality, the 947 Bureau, which has always been extremely mysterious and powerful in the minds of the people, finally stood up on this day and made a public statement.

The content of this statement is actually not complicated.

As a spokesman, Wu Sheng stood in front of the TV and publicly declared that there was indeed such a possibility, but his consequences were just as Fang Xing said.

"Now if someone wants to transform themselves into a monster in order to live longer."

"Then we can make a promise here that he will never live to the day when he succeeds in becoming a ghost!"