Judging from the scan image, there are no exceptions outside.

You should know that the scanning range of the micro mecha is within a radius of fifteen meters, and the speed of the scanning wave is close to the speed of light. If someone outside the gate, even a peerless master, he will definitely be captured.

The doorbell was still ringing, and Yang Zhan confirmed that there was really something wrong with the doorbell line.

"Your sister, trash spaceship, trash!" Yang Zhan, who was already angry, was as crazy as a madman at this moment, constantly pounding the sensor of the doorbell with his fists. Even if the doorbell stopped ringing, Yang Zhan continued to pound.

It's just a doorbell, Yang Zhan can still afford it. He just wants to vent his depression and anger in his heart.

He was willing to stop after punching more than a dozen times, and even the wall of the spacecraft was destroyed.

When Yang Zhan returned to the room, the spacecraft's intelligent system immediately warned him and fined him more than one million yuan.

Yang Zhan walked out of the miniature mecha, did not respond to the intelligent system, and continued to destroy it with gritted teeth. He was willing to give up after messing up the items in the room. No one's life would be in a good mood if he replaced his pig's life. Although the endocrine system returned to normal and continued to enjoy sexual impulses, his fertility was gone. This is a modern version of eunuch!

There was no monitoring equipment in the room, and the intelligent system did not warn Yang Zhan's destructive behavior again.

"Garbage spaceship, Jin Yufeng, Eagle Mercenary Group, wait, I want to destroy you, I want to make you live worse than death!" After roaring many times, Yang Zhan was unable to lie back on the bed and continued to sleep.

Fang Zhe really didn't expect Yang Zhan to cooperate with him so much. Originally, he thought he would make more arrangements, but now it seems that a lot of kung fu can be saved.

Returning to the dark room, Fang Zhe was constantly imagining the consequences of various murder methods. In the end, only two methods had the least flaws.

When Yang Zhan almost fell asleep, Fang Zhe raised a space button from the chaotic ground.

Judging from the style of the space button, the mecha is stored inside, and it is likely to be a high-end mecha.

This was the first time in Fang Zhe's life that he planned to assassinate a person. He was very nervous. But he had to do this. He and Yang Zhan had broken up and had no room for maneuver. Either Yang Zhan died or he died. He not only had to do it, but also did it perfectly.

He never hated someone so much. Since the first meeting with Yang Zhan, he hated this man who deliberately forced the Eagle Mercenary Group and Fang Zhe into the abyss.

Since he met Yang Zhan in the fighting room that time he had free time, he used his knowledge to plan, not only for the eagle, but also for himself. He would never allow Yang Zhan to step on the 5-star Blue Light, nor would he allow Yang Zhan to call Yu Jinxing.

After Yang died in battle, even if the flood was flooding, the Yang family had at least one hateful guy to take charge.

Fang Zhe tried his best to calm his nervous heart, slow down his pace, and came to the corresponding position of the glass window.

Gently touch the opening button on the ring, a twenty-meter-high mecha suddenly appeared, lying across the room, one end against the alloy wall, and the other end supported the glass window.

"Woo, woo, woo!" A short alarm sounded constantly.

Yang Zhan bounced off the bed and shouted in horror, "Who put the mecha?"

The airflow in the room was blowing out from the broken window, Yang Zhan felt that it became difficult for him to breathe, and his body seemed to be gradually swelling.

Suddenly, his hand was grabbed by an invisible object, and a space button was gently placed on his finger. Then, he was pushed to the side of the high-level mecha.

Yang Zhan was powerless and could not resist at all.

A few seconds later, Yang Zhan's blood vessels broke in multiple places and fell to the ground and died of a life-threatening death.

In the Stealth Mecha, everything is so quiet.

About ten minutes later, Yang Zhan's door was opened, and some people wearing space suits entered the room to check the situation.

Fang Zhe, who had been waiting for a long time, found an opportunity to control the invisible mecha and quickly left the chaotic room.

Back outside his residence, Fang Zhe hooked the controller out of the crack in the door, opened the door, and returned to the room smoothly.

After hanging the invisible mecha on the ceiling again, Fang Zhe found that Leo was still sleeping soundly.

The effect of the poisonous needle is only about two hours. Originally, he was worried that Leo would wake up too early, so he placed a miniature mecha in the toilet instead of himself to avoid being discovered by Leo.

This time, Fang Zhe came back early, and he had no chance to use his disguise arrangement in the toilet.

However, it is always right to prepare more.

****

It was time for breakfast again, and Fang Zhe and Leo left the room as usual.

Outside the door, Bennett Zhang was already waiting for him. When he met, he asked, "Yufeng, how did you do last night?"

"I didn't do anything last night. I slept well and everything was normal! Yang Zhan's affairs couldn't affect me. I believe that the law will give me justice!" Fang Zhe looked unyielding, and there was no trace of abnormality on his face.

Benna Zhang scratched the back of his head and wondered, "You guy, are so lucky! If what you said to the camera yesterday was true, Yang Zhan's affairs would be completely over. However, you have to be careful that Yang Yao will continue to pester you."

"Why is the matter of Yang Zhan completely over?" Fang Zhe said in confusion.

Zhang Bona was depressed, "You guy, you slept peacefully last night, but my old bones were suffered. At around 3:15, the spaceship staff invited him to Yang Zhan's room, and he also discussed with people in the video room all night. Don't say how tired!"

Zhang Berner is always like this, and his speech habits are arousing people's appetite. If Fang Zhe was not the creator of the incident, he would have to die.

However, he still had to pretend to be anxious, "Old Zhang, tell me quickly, what's going on? What the hell is Yang Zhan doing?"

Bennet Zhang smiled helplessly, "You are right this time. Yang Zhan has now turned into an evil ghost and is going to make trouble."

Seeing Fang Zhe and Leo's impatient eyes, Zhang Bonai no longer stifled his appetite, "This is the thing, last night..."

According to Zhang Bona’s account, the people involved in the murder investigation unanimously believed that Yang Zhan’s death began with the problem of the doorbell. Then, Yang Zhan angrily vented the doorbell sensing board, and then returned to the room to cause damage. Finally, he accidentally released a high-level mecha, breaking the viewing glass window of the spacecraft, resulting in his own death.

Fang Zhe speculated that Yang Yao was also involved in the investigation of the murder case last night. He asked curiously, "What is Yang Yao's saying?"

"Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria while talking." Zhang Bonaut took Fang Zhe's shoulder and walked forward, "Yang Yao, he watched the whole process, first with a surprised face, and then of course, he asked the spacecraft staff to retrieve the surveillance video about you. The result was confirmed that it was his elder brother's own problem. In the end, he insisted that you had a mental problem with his elder brother, which led to this accident."

Bennet Zhang shook his head, "You don't have to worry. As long as you prove that Yang Zhan had detained you illegally, things will be fine."

Fang Zhe nodded. The laws of various empires define the compensation for psychological damage. He believed that there is no compensation for psychological damage for psychological damage. Therefore, as long as it is proved that Yang Zhan has caused hatred to them, there is no need to take responsibility for Yang Zhan's crazy things.

When entering the public area, Fang Zhe heard many passers-by discussing Yang Zhan.

"I guess if there was a problem with the doorbell, which caused the injured person to have a psychological disorder!"

"Don't guess randomly, it must be because my ** is replaced by pigs, and I'm mentally ill!"

Today I am going back to my hometown to prepare for the Qingming Festival grave sweeping. I will write it early in the morning and send it to everyone as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!