Chapter 105

Her eyes were pure, but they were full of expectations.

Fang Mo couldn't be sorry for her expectation, so he walked over, gently touched her head, smiled and said, "well done, but it shouldn't be so violent. Girls should be soft and weak, so as to find a good boyfriend."

Qin Xiaoyu stared.

Xie Mingyuan couldn't close his mouth.

Wei Guangde licked his lips, and then his eyes were dull.

What happened?

Why did the boss suddenly make such a huge change? Is this still the boss of the judge who is like a devil in the zombie group and looks like terror in the face of bad people?

Gollum!

They began to swallow saliva, and their minds began to faint. They couldn't accept everything at present. They were all true

However, even if they rub their eyes, they hurt, become red and even blurred

It still can't change the facts.

Fang Mo has become a warm man, who is comforting the girl's heart.

They envy.

They are jealous.

Why is that girl not herself?

Qin Xiaoyu was even more straightforward. She shook her arm, bit her teeth, then raised her foot and quickly walked past them. Her left hand seemed to shake up unconsciously and knocked Fang Mo's arm off the girl's head.

Then, she made a pure apology: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She did it on purpose!

Women are creatures who like comparison, no matter when it comes.

She felt that she was very close to Fang Mo, and Fang Mo told her everything.

But she didn't enjoy the scene in front of her.

Why can the girl enjoy that comfort, but she can't?

It's not fair!

People do not suffer from oligopoly, but from inequality.

Now Qin Xiaoyu felt that she had not been treated fairly, so she came over, raised her hand and did something that Xie Mingyuan and Wei Guangde didn't dare to do.

Knock off Fang Mo's hand and make him cold again.

"Well..."

Don't shut your mouth. He doesn't have to open his mouth.

Glancing at the wronged girl, he shook his head, pointed inside and said, "let's go. Let's settle down first."

Really, why is this man so strange?

He was very upset.

In particular, Qin Xiaoyu, Xie Mingyuan and Wei Guangde looked at him with strange eyes. They always felt that he had done something wrong, but he didn't.

Not only did he not do anything wrong, but also wanted to show his other side.

This side is very worth showing.

It's warm and makes people feel safe, even with the strength of a big brother.

Unfortunately, they don't understand.

The girl followed at the end, pursed her mouth, looked at the three people walking in front of her, opened her mouth, exposed a row of fine teeth, and made strange noises from her throat.

In her eyes, ferocity occupied the majority.

At this time, Fang Mo turned around and waved to her, "come here, we're going to eat! You stare and show your teeth. Do you think you're a monster?"

Looking at Fang Mo's stern eyes, the girl snorted and reluctantly followed in, her face full of unhappiness.

But somehow, she didn't do it, just took her hand and took it out of her mouth

It's a lovely way. Even the other three people who have bad ideas about her feel very cute.

After entering, it is the front desk.

This is a company. There should have been a lot of people in the past. The sofa next to it looks very high-end.

On the left is an elevator, and on the right is a closed fire passage, that is, stairs.

Fang Mo tried and found that the door was locked from the inside. He smiled and hit it with a punch.

Bang!

Poof!

The door was easily broken by him and fell to the ground, making a snap sound. It seemed so loud in this very quiet room.

……

"Did he open the door?"

"What should I do?"

"What shall we do if a zombie comes up?"

"Boss, speak quickly!"

On the third floor, there was a group of people. After they saw Fang Mo's action, their faces were immediately filled with worry.

The man they called the boss was a little dull. The wine glasses that were shaking stopped.

The sudden pause spilled a layer of red wine on him, which made his expensive and tall suit a little like selling goods.

Of course, this is just an external expression. In fact, even the red wine on his suit fell on the ground along the fine lines. There was no half infiltration in his clothes.

He was actually scared.

Fang Mo's strength made him start to think deeply.

Although the door of the fire passage is not an anti-theft door, and this kind of door is usually not too strong. After all, it is the door of human life.

However, the position where Fang Mo hit the past with his fist is the position of the lock!

In other words, he broke the iron lock with his body, and even left a deep mark on it.

What kind of power is this?

Others didn't think, or didn't notice, because they were always worried that zombies would come up and take their lives away.

But as the boss, he already knew that although the door was not very strong, it was enough to resist the attack of zombies.

However, at this time.

The man opened the door with such an understatement, and it seemed that he had done a very simple thing and showed half a smiling face behind him. Although later, he seemed to see something unpleasant, and the smiling face was soon taken in.

But it can also be seen that this matter, for him, is simply a small thing that can't be smaller.

As long as he wants to do it, he can do it easily.

What kind of strength and confidence is this?

"This man is dangerous!"

In the boss's heart, Fang Mo has been given a dangerous label, but at the same time, he feels that this person seems to be the best rely on to escape.

"With such strength, I think I can easily wander outside. If I can take him under my command, it will be very simple outside..."

"Just now, he showed his intimacy to the girl who looked very lovely below."

"And his attitude towards that woman seems to have a certain tolerance..."

"What is a strong person who can tolerate others? He is either a family member or a friend!"

"If I can catch that lovely girl and another woman, I think I can easily use him as my slave?"

The boss was full of dangerous ideas, but he didn't feel it. Instead, he thought it was the best choice.

Perhaps, the long-standing authority has made him lose his due judgment.