Boss, she asks for money to save people

Chapter 115 1.115

It's just some little girls playing around.

Classmate Ji, who has long been used to strong winds and waves, will definitely not take this group of weak chickens seriously.

"Sister, sister?" Baoyu's brother stretched out his hand to shake his own sister, and looked at her suspiciously.

Why did my sister suddenly go into a daze.

"Sister, you don't have anything to hide from me, do you?" Fang Baoyu looked suspicious.

"I think you have been very high-profile recently, and you are frequently searched. Are you trying to attract some attention? What are you planning secretly?"

With a flash in Ji Mo's eyes, he raised his hand and patted his younger brother's head, "Where's my cake?"

"Sister, don't change the subject."

Brother Baoyu yelled dissatisfied, but obediently went to the refrigerator to get the cake.

"younger brother."

Fang Baoyu turned around and met Shang Jimo's extremely serious eyes.

I can't see any strange emotions in the eyes, they are very calm and clear.

"If one day you suddenly find that I'm missing, you don't need to be too nervous. Just protect yourself and wait for me to come back."

"Sister, where are you going??" The more Fang Baoyu heard this, the more strange he became.

Ji Mo raised his hand and patted his head, forked a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious."

"Sister!!" Baoyu's younger brother was full of anger.

Ji Mo ignored it, took his computer directly, clicked on the Xiuzhe Dao forum, clicked on the registration page, and read the small print instructions below.

"Sister, do you want to register?"

"It's us."

"Ah?" Brother Baoyu's angry face instantly changed to a curious baby expression.

"Baoyu, show me a punch." Ji Mo casually took a small round sandalwood stool and held it in front of Baoyu's younger brother.

The younger brother yelled, "Hit? Hit it? It hurts, doesn't your hand hurt?"

"Hit!" My sister roared.

The younger brother pitifully stretched out a white bun fist and lightly touched the stool.

Ji Mo raised his hand angrily, and slapped him on the back of the head, "Use a little force!"

"Oh!"

The expected pain did not come, and the stool in front of him split into two.

Baoyu's younger brother kicked his legs and jumped up from the sofa, pointing to the small sandalwood stool in a panic, "Why, what's going on, sister."

It's unbelievable that such a handsome man like him can split a stool with his bare hands?

Dreaming, I must be dreaming.

"Okay." With a smile in his eyes, Ji Mo raised his hand and touched his stupid brother's head in relief, "Go pick up the car, I'll take you somewhere."

Half an hour later, Ji Mo looked up at the crumbling dangerous building in front of him, "This is it."

Fang Baoyu swallowed, "Sister, sister? Why are we here to demolish the building?"

From this point of view, it is an old and dangerous building of more than ten years. The whole building leans a little to the left, which looks dangerous.

Looking in from the door, there is no light at all, just like a haunted house.

Now the appearance of their siblings is even more awkward.

His sister forced him to smear that handsome face, drawing a creepy ghostly makeup.

Those who returned here without 300 taels of silver half-covered their faces with a piece of black cloth.

The two parked their car quite far away, deliberately avoiding the suspected camera, and walked along the dirt walls of the demolition area.

On the way, they also met an old man from a nail household. Seeing them trembling with fright, he threw rubbish on the ground and ran away.

From far away, the younger brother could still hear the terrified voice of the uncle, "Root, rob, rob! Rob."

(End of this chapter)