Chapter 227 Fang Xiu, Why Are You Putting Me in Your Pocket?

“That’s best, now get to work.

At this time, Fang Xiu acted like a black-hearted boss who didn't care about the employees' emotions and only wanted to exploit them.

"What kind of work do you want me to do this evening? It wouldn't be..."

"Shut up, put away your dirty thoughts, now I say, you do it, understand?"

Xiao Chuxia was stunned because she was choked. She pointed at herself in disbelief, "Am I dirty!? You..."

"Now use your ability to make yourself smaller and hide your whole body. Don't let me say it again."

Looking at Fang Xiu's inhumanly calm eyes, Xiao Chuxia pursed her lips in grievance. She kept cursing Fang Xiu in her heart for not being able to find a wife, while obediently doing so.

I saw a faint brilliance flashing away, and a magical scene appeared.

Xiao Chuxia, who was originally tall and slender, shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a palm-sized Q-version villain, like a small and exquisite figure.

"I can only be like this at the very least. Now I'm better, but then what?" Xiao Chuxia said angrily.

Before she could react, Fang Xiu grabbed the figure-sized Xiao Chuxia and put her in his pocket.

Xiao Chuxia kept exclaiming.

Feeling the warmth from the other party's palm, Xiao Chuxia's face suddenly turned red.

After falling into her pocket, she kept shouting: "Fang Xiu, why are you putting me in your pocket?"

"Quiet, someone will be here soon. Don't make any noise now. I will let you out when the time is right."

Seeing that Fang Xiu said something so mysterious and serious, Xiao Chuxia guessed that he must have predicted something. Although she was a little reluctant, she finally shut up obediently, hugged her legs, and sat in her pocket.

Silence fell in the room.

About ten minutes passed like this, when Xiao Chuxia was impatient to wait.

Dong dong dong......

There was a knock on the door.

Xiao Chuxia once again saw the magic of predicting the future, and the person who was said to be coming actually came.

"Fang Xian..."

Sun Dehua's voice just sounded outside the door, click.

The door opened.

Looking at the tall figure revealed behind the door, Sun Dehua was slightly startled. Before he could react, the tall figure spoke.

"You came two minutes earlier than last time."

Fang Xiu's calm voice made Sun Dehua even more stunned. Last time?

This time, because Fang Xiu turned on the speed pass mode, less time was wasted on Chu Feng, which created a bit of a butterfly effect, so that Sun Dehua came early.

"Come in, Sun Dehua."

As soon as these words came out, Sun Dehua reacted completely, with a deep fear in his eyes.

He followed Fang Xiu into the room and asked tentatively: "Mr. Fang foresaw that I was coming?"

"Yes, not only did I foresee that you were coming, I also predicted..."

Uh-huh!

Just like last time Sun Dehua was halfway through his words, this time Fang Xiu retaliated with the other party's methods. Similarly, halfway through his words, he aroused the other party's interest, and then he took action decisively.

The blood pupil in his right eye suddenly bloomed, and a burst of dazzling blood burst out in the darkness.

Caught off guard, Sun Dehua's expression suddenly changed, and he was instantly attacked.

Although he was always vigilant, but because of this, he always watched Fang Xiu's every move closely, directly facing Xue Tong.

Sun Dehua, who was hit by the blood pupil, felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness was uncontrollably in a trance for a moment.

When masters exchange moves, a moment of trance is enough to turn the tide of the battle.

The same is true now.

When Sun Dehua came to his senses, he had no time to make any moves.

Uh-huh!

A flash of silver light flashed, and the cold scalpel was inserted into his neck.

"ah!!!"

The screams pierced the night sky and woke up the entire hotel.

Fang Xiu did not stop him from screaming because he was waiting for Wen Yang.

Soon, as Sun Dehua slowly died, the plot developed as before, and Wen Yang led the team.

Fang Xiu naturally put on the handcuffs happily and followed Wen Yang away.

in the car.

Wen Yang said the same hypocritical words as before.

"The acting is still as bad as ever." Fang Xiu's lips curled up with a hint of mockery.

Wen Yang was slightly startled: "What does Mr. Fang mean by this?"

"Okay, no need to waste time acting, I have already seen the future."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yang immediately tore off his disguise, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"So what if you saw the future? Fang Xiu, the moment you put on the handcuffs, you were already flesh on the felt board."

As he spoke, he pressed the remote control in his pocket.

"Hahaha...Fang Xiu, you can feel it. This is an extremely precious spirit-suppressing potion. This alone is enough to make you an ordinary person for an hour. No matter what trump cards you have, you can't reveal it." Any trouble!"

Facing Wen Yang's sneer, Fang Xiu still looked calm. He even asked lightly: "That's right, but do you feel it?"

Wen Yang was stunned, did I feel it? What do I feel?

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a pinprick-like pain in his leg, and then a sense of weakness surged throughout his body. He gradually lost all his spirituality, as if he had turned into an ordinary person.

"What!? How is this possible! This is...a spirit suppressant!!"

Wen Yang's face turned wildly and he exclaimed. He lowered his head and looked at his leg. He saw a very thin silver hair wrapped around a needle, quietly piercing his leg.

The needle looked familiar.

He looked at Fang Xiu's handcuffs in disbelief. It turned out that the handcuffs had been opened at some point, and the mechanism on it had been destroyed, and it was filled with dense silver hair.

That's right, Fang Xiu had used the silver hair to get into the handcuffs in advance after getting in the car, cracked the mechanism inside, and successfully took out the soul suppressant.

Although the handcuffs were made of steel of the soul and were extremely hard, the mechanism was cracked and unlocked with clever strength, and it did not need to be destroyed.

"Now you know what it will be like to see the future, right?" Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

Wen Yang is indeed worthy of being the spiritual master of the headquarters. Even when he lost all his spiritual power, he still calmed down quickly, his eyes flickered, and he kept calculating in his mind.

He saw him hitting the steering wheel with both hands, trying to create some trouble for Fang Xiu, and then jump out of the car himself.

Although he had lost all his spiritual power, his physical strength was still far superior to that of an ordinary person. Even if he jumped off a high-speed vehicle, he would only be slightly injured and would not be in danger of death.

It must be said that he had a good plan, but when he started to implement the first step, the plan was stillborn.

Because he could not turn the steering wheel.