Chapter 804

Fang Yang still had this awareness. After all, it's like getting along with humans, the more you retreat, the more arrogant the other party becomes.

(Good! Brother Yang is brave, I support you!)

Looking at the fans who supported him so much, Fang Yang was almost moved to tears, except for some messages that congratulated him for taking the first step toward happiness.

"This... there is nothing here."

Fang Yang searched the room again for a while, it was really clean, there was nothing that could be used as a handy weapon!

Although Fang Yang didn't think some things could improve his winning rate, having and not having were two different things, it was a comfort to the heart.

"Even a stool leg would do."

Fang Yang shook his head, looking at his empty hands, very speechless. Really go find it with bare hands?

Even if you fight, you don't fight with bare hands!

Excessive! Simply too excessive!

Stealing someone's treasure weapon before fighting, isn't this not talking about martial arts?

Footstep brother: Come, come, come, you kid come over, I'm not even a human anymore, what martial arts am I talking about? Give me a hit!

(How about I give a suggestion... for example, use your face to hit its hand?)

Fang Yang, who saw this message, really wanted to curse. Good suggestion, don't suggest it in the next life.

"Not one is reliable."

Fang Yang curled his lips. He remembered there was a tattered mop in the toilet, maybe he could use it.

Coming to the toilet door again, Fang Yang looked at the corridor vigilantly to prevent footstep brother from sneak attacking.

"Phew, sure enough, it's here, didn't remember wrong."

Fang Yang reached out and pulled the mop over at once.

"This..."

Looking at the mop with the wooden stick and cloth strips separated... Fang Yang was speechless. No, is it because the time is too long? It's all broken, and no one repaired it.

"Forget it, anyway, I didn't count on this thing to be of much use."

Fang Yang got the wooden stick that could be called a weapon and turned to walk out.

"Wait... heard that urine can restrain those things, let's try."

Saying this, Fang Yang carried the stick and walked into the toilet.

(Ah? Brother Yang, you remembered wrong, right? That said it was boy's urine? Are you sure yours is still...)

(Shh, shh! This is Brother Yang covering up, don't point it out!)

(What! You mean Brother Yang is still...)

"What are you doing, what are you doing, talking about this in public, what does it look like! There are female fans in the livestream, restrain yourself."

(No, no, no, you guys continue! In order for the brothers to talk happily, the sisters collectively quit for a few minutes.)

(Right! Add one.)

(Add N.)

Looking at the number of people in the upper right corner of the livestream that hadn't changed at all, Fang Yang rolled his eyes. Acting so much like it!

Fang Yang, who had just released, could only squeeze out a little bit at this moment. Seeing the amount of these few drops, he couldn't help but regret it. That was a treasure!

"Go! Fight it!"

Fang Yang carried the wooden stick stained with treasure liquid and walked around the house stylishly.

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"Where did it go, why can't I hear any footsteps now?"

The so-called spear stained with shit, whoever stabs it dies, Fang Yang's confidence at this moment reached its peak!

Upstairs and downstairs, Fang Yang even greeted the toilet he had squatted in, but he didn't find the figure of footstep brother.

"Could it be... this guy can open the door and go for a walk?"

Once this was said, Fang Yang was immediately scared by this idea. What does it mean for the supernatural to be able to walk around freely? Having independent consciousness, no longer being constrained and limited, doing as one pleases, and having power far beyond humans, that is simply unimaginable.

(Is it that footstep brother got off work? Otherwise, where could such a big figure of footstep brother hide?)

Fang Yang frowned, his heart didn't recognize this possibility. If even the supernatural could get off work and go home, then he wouldn't need to live anymore. After all, a living person is not as free as a dead person.

"Let's look again, what if footstep brother slows down his footsteps and is also looking for us?"

Fang Yang, who was observing the surroundings, spoke with narrowed eyes, fearing that the sound would be too loud and attract footstep brother's attention. After all, the difference between the first move and the second move is very large. One step first, every step first, Fang Yang must be the one who moves first.

Glancing at the wooden stick, Fang Yang secretly said it was bad. It had been so long, his treasure liquid was about to evaporate completely. Whether it would be useful then, he didn't know.

"Forget it, just blame footstep brother for not having this blessing."

Saying this, Fang Yang sighed regretfully and shook his head.

(God damn blessing, I think it's radiation! This treasure liquid is simply a disaster for these yin things!)

"Hmm... that's right, it was my improper use of words, I'll pay attention next time."

Listening to Fang Yang's attitude of correcting mistakes, the fans didn't know what to say, always feeling that they should praise Fang Yang.

Ding~ Duang.

Hearing the sound, Fang Yang immediately held his breath and focused, looking for where the sound came from.

"Hey, did you guys hear it?"

Mostly because it wasn't a personal experience, the phone couldn't capture such a small sound, and the consistent reply among many fans was that there was no sound.

"... Could it be, I had an auditory hallucination?"

Thinking of this, Fang Yang nodded, it wasn't that there was no such possibility.

"Bang~"

"!!"

This time, the sound was clearer, and Fang Yang no longer felt it was his auditory hallucination, hurriedly lifting his feet and walking toward the source of the sound.

Listening to the bursts of sound coming from the room, Fang Yang was sure that footstep brother was in here. Thinking that he was finally going to confront the supernatural directly, Fang Yang was a bit excited and nervous.

(Found it? Shouldn't you be able to marry the princess after experiencing all kinds of hardships?)

If it wasn't for communicating with normal fans, Fang Yang really didn't want to see these nonsense.

Carrying the wooden stick blessed by the treasure liquid, Fang Yang was full of confidence, kicked the door open, and the wooden stick pointed directly at the enemy.

"Eh? No, I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Looking at the scared little boy in front of him, Fang Yang was embarrassed, immediately put away his fierce expression, and apologized to the other party with a kind face.

(Here... is there a child?)

(According to the current situation, there should only be Brother Yang in this house, but suddenly a child appeared...)

The following words were not said. According to the script, there was only Jiang Yan in the house now... or rather, besides Jiang Yan being a human, the enterprise's...

"Little friend, what are you doing here~"

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Fang Yang slowly squatted down and asked in a soft voice. This scene made the fans in the livestream sigh.

(Yo yo yo, Brother Yang is so gentle~ He is so patient with children.)

"Hmm? Not talking? So shy? Hmm... then where are your parents? I'll go..."

Fang Yang was helpless facing the little boy who didn't say a word. After all, he was an adult, so he couldn't lose his temper with a child, right?

But when Fang Yang saw the box beside the little boy, Jiang Yan's voice stopped abruptly, looking at the child in front of him in disbelief.

(Sigh, Brother Yang finally discovered it, clearly this box was so obvious.)

"Who are you, why did you steal my box, and..."

Just as Fang Yang was questioning the child, the little boy's face turned black immediately, and his bare little feet stepped heavily on the floor, making a familiar thump-thump sound.

"You???"

Fang Yang immediately retreated, the stick in his hand pointing at the footstep brother who finally showed his face.

(This... is this footstep brother? I thought it would be a tough guy type with muscles all over and a huge figure, but... isn't this little brother?)

Fang Yang's stick immediately swung out and landed heavily on footstep brother.

"So hard!!!"

With the tactile sensation from the stick, with a crack, the wooden stick broke directly into two sections.

"My god! So powerful!"

Looking at the defense-type ability similar to copper skin and iron bones or something, Jiang Yan liked it very much. If he could have this ability, wouldn't he have powerful life-saving ability even when he was lazy and sleeping?

(Run, Brother Yang, the strength difference is so big and you still don't run? Isn't this sending food to others? Are you afraid that others won't be full?)

At this moment, Fang Yang had no time to pay attention to the messages in the livestream. The most important thing at the moment was undoubtedly saving his life and getting the box.