Zhang Fugui angrily glanced at Beizhi at the edge of the mountain a few more times. Perhaps because he had overused his magical power, Zhang Fugui felt that his hair was dazed and his eyes were sore.

But compared to him, it was even worse from the mountain side to the other side.

Now my forehead is a little black from holding in my feces.

Muzi's face wasn't much better, his whole face turned a little green.

Zhang Fugui always felt that if these two guys continued to hold it in, they might get food poisoning from it.

If you two can really carry it until then, no matter what the outcome is today, I will accept it!

"Ouch... Ouch, no, I'm a little uncomfortable in my stomach too... You two... Ouch, I can't, I have to go to the toilet." After Zhang Fugui finished speaking, he trotted away.

Go to the cubicle next to the desk.

Of course he didn't really have a stomachache, he just wanted to create some evidence of alibi for himself.

Now the only ones left in the room were the thin version of the Hulk Muzi and Yamabeo Beichi who looked like he was becoming a spirit with a rotten eggplant.

"I know... you are guarding against me..." Muzi finally couldn't help it anymore and took the initiative to say this. After saying this, he let out an accidental and friendly fart.

"Well...what do you...have...to say?" Yamabian Beizhi put his hands firmly on the coffee table. His situation now seemed to be much more serious than Muzi's.

"Let's go out together and lock the office door... This way, if anything happens to the golden hat... it will be Zhang Fugui's responsibility." Muzi felt that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to tell a story about himself.

Very satisfactory conditions.

Now the two of them were in a stalemate in Zhang Fugui's office. Muzi wanted to watch Shanbian Beizhi and prevent him from touching the golden hat. Shanbian Beizhi also had the same mentality towards Muzi.

It was for this reason that neither of them dared to leave Zhang Fugui's office before the other.

So Muzi found another way. Since neither party is willing to leave the office first, how about leaving the office together with the other party?

With the office door locked like this, Zhang Fugui was the only one left in the room.

At that time, no matter what happens, Zhang Fugui can be dragged out to take the blame.

It happened that Zhang Fugui was not in front of the two of them at this time, and he didn't even need to ask his opinion.

Yamabian Beizhi figured this out in an instant, and he stood up tremblingly. The most amazing thing is that he can't help but find excuses for himself: "It seems... I have been practicing too hard these days.

··That’s why there are debris that need to be discharged…”

Muzi didn't have any experience. Hearing Shanbian Beizhi's mutterings, he quickly interrupted: "Let's go quickly... You are still pretending to be cool at this time... You will shit your pants soon."

"Pretending? What do you mean?" Shan Bian asked in confusion.

"I compliment you on your master's demeanor." Muzi pulled up the mountainside opposite to him regardless of the previous suspicion, and the two of them stood up together.

But because Zhang Fugui was so cruel to these two people, his magical power, Shi Chakra Eye, was directly opened to the maximum.

In order to avoid losing control of their sphincter muscles by striding forward, the two of them had no choice but to take two steps, pause once, then take two steps, pause once, and walk out with their thighs crossed.

From a distance, it looked as if the two of them had just undergone circumcision surgery.

With the sound of the office door being locked, Zhang Fugui stuck his head out.

He first looked around the office, and after finding that no one was there, he turned his attention to the gold hat on the table.

After confirming that the hat was in the box, he picked up the white gloves that Wang Biide had just used from the table, then opened the safe hidden behind the portrait behind his office chair, and took out the imitation that Feng Changxia had given him last night.

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First, I wiped it with a paper towel on the table to confirm that there were no fingerprints left on the imitation product.

Then Zhang Fugui quickly put the imitation Feng Changxia gave him back into the box.

The counterfeit made by Oda Duzi, which should have belonged to him but was exchanged for the genuine article, was put back into his safe by Zhang Fugui.

After experiencing this set of actions, the big stone in Zhang Fugui's heart has finally fallen to the ground.

Now, even if George uses a machine to identify the hat as fake, he will have a way to clear himself of suspicion.

When the time comes, let Oda’s only son and George fight each other.

It's better this way. Now neither of them loses any benefits. Instead, they solve all their worries by themselves.

When Zhang Fugui thought of this, his mood changed from extremely heavy at first to relaxed and contented.

He even began to look forward to what it would look like after George used a machine to identify the hat as a fake.

The only fly in the ointment is that this incident did not cost George any money.

However, the current result is already the best ending after several unexpected events.

At least for Zhang Fugui, this is indeed the case.

Now Zhang Fugui is humming a little tune and imagining the ridiculous scene that will happen next.

Within a few minutes, there was a knock on the office door.

Zhang Fugui easily pressed the green light to open the door.

I saw Beizhi and Muzi returning together from the mountain side.

Since Zhang Fugui stopped casting spells, the uncomfortable feeling in their stomachs stopped abruptly.

In addition, the two of them didn't eat much food in the morning.

So after having a good time in the toilet, the two of them ran back to the office without stopping.

Seeing Zhang Fugui sitting on his chair very contentedly at this time, the box containing the gold hat was placed far away.

"Why did you two suddenly disappear without saying hello? If George and Mr. Tian knew about this... what's the matter?" Zhang Fugui observed the two of them warily after they entered the house.

, then he deliberately complained.

Shanbian Beizhi wanted to reach out and open the box, but Muzi stopped him by reaching out.

Muzi took out a pair of disposable rubber gloves from his pocket, handed them to Yamabian Beizhi, and motioned for him to put them on first.

Shan Bian immediately understood what Mu Zi meant.

To avoid damaging the fingerprints on the box, Wang Bide was wearing gloves when he inspected the gold hat just now, so there are no fingerprints left on the gold hat now.

If Zhang Fugui had just done something to the gold hat, there would definitely be traces on it.

So it is very necessary to wear gloves before opening the box.

The people who had just fought each other to death were now standing in the same trench because of a shit.

Although Zhang Fugui felt happy when he saw this, he didn't say anything.

Because he had already thought of this just now, and Zhang Fugui even noticed the position of the gold hat in the box.

After Shanbei Beizhi opened the box, he saw that the gold silk hat was still in the box, so he let out a sigh of relief, and even held the box and gave Muzi a look.

Muzi nodded toward the mountainside, then glanced at Zhang Fugui again.

"What's wrong? Mr. Muzi, do you have anything?" Zhang Fugui asked.

"Nothing..." As soon as Muzi opened his mouth to explain, he heard a knock on the office door.

Zhang Fugui pressed the green light again without hesitation.

This time it was Wang Bide who knocked on the door again. After he opened the door, he found that the three people were still in the house, but Zhang Fugui was as far away from Muzi and Shanbian as he sat back behind his desk.

"Are you ready, Mr. George?" Zhang Fugui asked first.

"Yes, boss, the machine is too big and it is inconvenient to lift up the elevator, so it is placed directly in the lobby on the first floor. Now Mr. George has sent me to call you to go there with these two people." Wang Bide made it clear what he wanted this time.
Chapter completed!