Chapter 182 Exclusive Interview (Part 2)

"Don't worry!" Chen Fangbao smiled comfortingly. After all, he was no longer a child. He could still know the right degree and not be so crazy that he could relive the monster game of childhood. This crab was nothing more than reminiscing about the good memories of the past. In addition to his hideous appearance and a layer of hard shell, the flesh of this crab was still very smooth and delicious.

All animals with hard crusts are usually non-toxic and have an exceptionally delicious flesh. And so on, a strong castle usually contains treasures, and difficult tasks will receive generous rewards. Chen Fang is a smart child. After breaking hundreds of crabs, he has learned some of the philosophy of life. Of course, this understanding is mainly due to the inspiration of his grandfather.

Bang, the mallet hit the hard crab shell, as if it was hitting the shell of the mecha, without any damage at all.

Showing his perseverance, Chen Fang instantly raised the wooden hammer again.

"No." Molan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, his nerves tensed up again.

"I have a sense of justice." Chen Fang obviously lived up to his previous calm when he spoke.

Bang, the simple sound, you don’t need to look at it, you know that the crab shell has not yet cracked.

With Chen Fang's strength, smashing the crab shell is not difficult. The problem is to control the force just right, that is, smashing the crab shell without causing negative consequences. It is very difficult to control it, especially when the user of the hammer is angry.

As the intelligence elite of Xiunanxing, Mo Lan is not only stronger than collecting intelligence, but also has the first-class perception of danger. When Chen Fang swung the mallet for the third time, she did not beg for it and decisively raised the napkin to block it.

Several sounds mixed together, and the crab shell shattered as expected, and the ending was not happy.

There were dense cracks at the drop hammer, and there was a severe depression in the center. A viscous liquid mixed with soup and crab roe was squeezed out from the crab's mouth with hot air, and it was sprayed in the direction of the molan.

The small napkin is not enough to stop Wuwang's disaster. Molan, who is covered in sticky soup, is extremely embarrassed, with a pair of intimidating beautiful eyes staring at the culprit.

While the crab shell was shattered, Chen Fang's anger was wiped out. Seeing Mo Lan's embarrassment, Huang knew that the beauty was abrupt, and Huang was very sorry.

"I'm sorry, I'll let you go?" The soup splashed on her body, and Molan was not afraid. It was like a person who was afraid of falling into a puddle. Once she stood in the water, she didn't feel anything.

"You are a generous person, why bother with me?" Chen Fang begged for mercy weakly.

"It seems that words like "Dagata should be used on men, and women are very stingy." Mo Lan sneered.

A moment later, Molan had a wooden hammer in her hand. Chen Fang was ordered to stand in front of a crab, and she was not allowed to move around. It was no big deal to be splashed on her body by the crab juice. It was not a big deal. It felt bad to be slaughtered.

"When will the revenge be repaid? Everyone is friends, you don't have to do it so amazing." Chen Fang tried his final efforts, even showing his weakness.

"Now you know how to beg for mercy? I just felt like you. Why didn't you listen when I beg for mercy?" Molan was not outstanding in fighting, but as an intelligence elite, she knew very well how to torture a person. Once the mallet fell, she lost the capital to threaten. What makes people feel most uncomfortable is that she was frightened by the trembling, and she was so happy that she was far less interesting than appreciating Chen Fang's frightenedness.

Wow, the wooden hammer mixed with the terrifying wind fell, and Chen Fang was agile and moved beyond the theoretical range in an instant.

"You still dare to hide?" The mallet stopped at a critical moment, and it turned out to be a false move.

"Conditioned Reflex." Chen Fang made an embarrassing excuse.

"You have no sincerity at all." Molan shook the wooden hammer in her hand.

"Your approach is not in accordance with the rules and does not scare people. This is called torture. I will not stop, give me some fun." Chen Fang argued with reason.

"Okay, I'll give you some fun and stand here." Molan accepted happily.

"Or else, I'll pay you a piece of clothing." Back within the range of crab juice, the feeling of oppression came again, and Chen Fang's courage was wiped out.

"I don't lack clothes." Molan sneered in her heart, and this is what she wants.

"What if it was Jennifer's work." As the saying goes, "I'm so quick," Chen Fang suddenly remembered that he had a private tailor. Anthony's baby granddaughter is a fashion designer who is so popular. Her designs are probably popular with fashion people.

"Jennifer?" Molan seemed a little moved.

"I heard that the fashion she designed was covering two-thirds of the imperial capital." Chen Fang thought that things had turned around, so he hurriedly came up with a smile to plead, but who knew that he was trapped in Molan.

Puchi~ The wooden hammer swung the center of the Xiao crab, and a large amount of viscous liquid gushed out, which actually felt amazing. Both the scale and momentum were much more spectacular than the first ejection.

At such a close distance, not to mention that the weapon is still a spray liquid, which is scattering. Chen Fang is inseparable and becomes a crab juice man on the spot.

It turned out to be a conspiracy, it was too late to say anything. Chen Fang lifted his defense and asked, "Are you happy now?"

Molan's expression remained unchanged and said, "What's so happy about this? Isn't it just to smash the crab? I'm not as naive as you."

Jennifer's reputation is not not loud enough, but unfortunately there is something wrong with Chen Fang's statement.

Jennifer designed works are spread across two-thirds of the streets of the imperial capital. This means that although her works are fashionable, trendy and expensive, it is not difficult to buy one as long as you have money. Molan was not short of money, and as a reporter, she has a broad path, so of course she is unmoved. Her outrageous suit that was ruined by crab juice is the latest model launched by Jennifer this summer.

If Chen Fang clearly stated that it was to ask Jennifer to tailor a fashion for her, and it was sewn by Jennifer himself, maybe Molan would not be indifferent, or at least hesitate.

Chen Fang did not realize this problem, and he took revenge and dared to say sarcastic words. As a man, he could no longer bear it and angrily swung the wooden hammer of revenge.

Bang, the juice was not only splashed from the crab's mouth, but it splashed everywhere, and Molan's revenge followed one after another.

The crab juice battle immediately began. In a moment, the two majestic crabs were broken. Judging from the degree of destruction, they were obviously unable to enter. In front of everyone, the two began to realize that they were having too much fun and did not care about being hungry. After paying the bill, they fled from the restaurant in panic.

The image of Molan, which is covered in viscous liquid, is completely ruined, and no matter how much you play, men have the obligation to protect women.

Chen Fang showed off his manly demeanor and took the initiative to stop a car outside to protect Molan's retreat.

"Where are you?" Seeing the two people covered in crab juice crawling into the car, the driver frowned. The money for the car he ran out this time was probably not enough to wash the car. Fortunately, the mucus did not seem to be vomit, and it was still emitting delicious food carefully cooked by mellow wine and seafood.

Molan looked puzzled. She lived in the apartment of the unit. Obviously, she did not want to return to work and life in this embarrassed image.

"Let's go to my place first." Chen Fang reported to the driver's address.

"Do you have an apartment in the Emperor?" Molan asked curiously. Although her image was very embarrassing, her conversation was still elegant. Before becoming a white-collar worker, she was an outstanding spy. This embarrassment was a minor point.

"For the convenience of studying, I bought a small apartment and made do with it." Chen Fang proposed the invitation, not only to protect Molan, but also for the sake of apology. Although both of them were in a mess, men and women were different after all. He knew that Molan's transformation had been hard-earned.

Emperors are all places where every inch of land is valuable. Many white-collar workers cannot afford apartments, so they can only rent houses or squeeze into dormitories of the unit. Chen Fang is a student, so it would be difficult to buy an apartment. Moreover, his apartment is quite good. If he had not installed a super terminal, it would not have been crowded.

"It is worthy of being an outstanding data expert's apartment." Walking into the room, Molan couldn't help but sigh strongly. A data terminal, a chair, and a weird scanner occupy almost all the space. Fortunately, there is an independent bathroom, otherwise Chen Fang would not have invited her here.

Out of good professional qualities, Molan took out the data terminal as soon as possible, sweeping the imperial hero's room into it. The data terminal is divided into many types according to its different uses. As a reporter, Molan's requirements for the terminal are recording functions, and the videos shot can almost reach professional standards and meet the needs of all media news.

"Are you finished?" Chen Fang complained dissatisfied.

"It's not enough. You must also be photographed in so that it can prove that it is your apartment. Turn around and let me take a close-up. Wait, you wipe off the crab roe from your face first." Molan became even more serious.

"Don't force me." Chen Fang turned his face alertly and showed his back full of crab juice.

After a while of struggle, Molan finished her work satisfied. This set of heroic life videos, coupled with the information collected in the restaurant, was enough to create an exciting interview.

"Go and take a shower." Chen Fang urged helplessly.

"You wash first, by the way, you might as well wash for a while. I will write the manuscript first and pass the information back. Well, I also have to borrow your data terminal. You know, portable small machines are difficult to use." Molan is already busy.

"Whatever you want. Don't move the scanner on the right, and don't turn off the data terminal." Chen Fang quickly got into the bathroom.

The endless deductions are severely overdrawn in physical or mental strength, and they cannot be compensated by just a night of sleep. Chen Fang was too tired and lay in the bathtub. He fell asleep unknowingly. When he woke up, he was almost evening.

Oh my god, Molan is still waiting outside!

Chen Fang crawled out of the bathtub with a thud. After soaking for so long, not to mention the crab juice, the skin was almost falling off. He rinsed it casually and walked out of the bathroom in a hurry.

"Are you awake?" Molan leaned lazily on the leather chair in front of the terminal. She seemed to have washed it and casually put on a loose milky white shirt. An elite white calves were exposed outside, half on the edge of the chair, swinging around playfully, enjoying the slightly cool breath. If Chen Fang read it correctly, the shirt was his own.

"Uh, you washed it, where did you wash it?" Chen Fang replied awkwardly.

"Of course it's in your bathroom." Molan was angry and funny. She waited for two hours but didn't see Chen Fang coming out. She thought this guy was hiding in the bathroom to entertain herself. She didn't respond after calling for a long time, so she had to open the door and take a look. Who knew that this guy was actually sleeping in the bathtub.

"Uh, in my bathroom?" Chen Fang couldn't help but feel nervous. It was so incredible. Such a beautiful woman was enough to make the heartbeat of most men in the imperial capital accelerate. She was rinsing next to her. If others couldn't wait for this opportunity, she was actually sleeping. What made him even more annoyed was that Molan was not asleep and she was peeped at. God knew that this very dedicated journalist would create a set of hero photos.

"You are not afraid that I am pretending to sleep, but actually peeping at you. I seem to lock the bathroom door." Chen Fang also felt regretful, but if I missed many things, it is difficult to save them. Don't expect another chance. The rest is to enjoy your mouth.

Chen Fang did not wait for a reply, but found the answer by himself. How could a broken lock for home use stumped top intelligence dealers? Molan is definitely capable of telling whether a man is really sleeping or has bad intentions.

"This is great. There is not enough space. I want to occupy this chair. Apart from the bathtub, you can't find a place to sleep." Molan couldn't help but laugh. The living woman was right in front of you, and you actually fantasized about peeping at such boring things. It was indeed a top-notch man.

Chen Fang blushed when he heard this. He didn't feel anything to live in such a house. It would be shabby to serve guests. What's more, a woman like Molan can't bear to worry about her face.
Chapter completed!