Zhou Maoxue's brain fell into chaos.
Tang Bohu, the first moment he saw Fang Zhengyi's half of his face, he recognized it as Tang Bohu's face.
But Tang Bohu won’t go back to his hometown?
Even if they look similar, how could their voices be so similar?
Even if it was a coincidence, as soon as we met, he said, "Who do you think I look like?" What does this mean?
Zhou Maoxue stared straight at Fang Zhengyi, his mind still confused.
Seeing this, Fang Zhengyi bent his index finger in his hand and made the sign of Jiu Yao.
Zhou Maoxue was obviously stunned again, his expression changed from surprise to facial paralysis.
No one except the insiders knew about the gestures of Xingshenghui... Then there is only one possibility!
"Really...really you? Are you Tang Bohu?"
Fang Zheng smiled: "Ha, what else?"
"...."
Zhou Maoxue knelt on the ground, quickly lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and clasped his hands firmly on the ground.
There was already a storm in my heart, and my breathing started to become erratic.
Tang Bohu...Fang Zhengyi is Tang Bohu, Tang Bohu is his fake...
In other words, I was being played from the beginning to the end! ?
Are you rushing to cooperate with others?
Are all the villains being fooled by him?
Zhou Maoxue felt despair for a moment and his eyes lost their luster.
