Chapter 127 A Different Selfie

The visit of Wang Tiechen and his wife ended in failure.

But they didn't take Feng Jun's threat to heart and let Jubaozhai be buried with him? Do you still think you are the mayor of Zhengyang City?

Seriously, Mr. Feng is so angry. Damn it, you actually dare to openly express your intention to protect someone in front of me?

He was so angry that he was no longer interested in talking. After returning to the villa, he took out his cell phone and wanted to make a call.

But thinking about it again, he put down the phone in frustration because of the network resources he had in Zhengyang City.

It's useless, no one can stop the big killer like mental illness, not Zhang Wei, not even Sister Hong.

Xu Leigang might be able to use it a little, but the Xu family has been going downhill, and this level of favor should be used less and less.

In fact, ever since he revealed some secrets to Fatty Xu, he decided not to ask the Xu family for help with small matters. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to respond to the other party's need for skills. He is very particular about people.

Strictly speaking, the skills are not absolutely forbidden to be leaked, but it is obvious that the conditions are not mature at the moment.

Moreover, in Feng Jun's plan, he also counted on Xu Leigang to help withstand the pressure from the capital. It was really not worth it for Mr. Ye Shaodou and his ilk to use this kind of help on the little Jubaozhai.

His fingers moved unconsciously on his phone, and accidentally he saw the icon of the Bullfight Live APP.

Isn't Wang Weimin already out? Feng Jun clicked on the live broadcast of bullfighting and found Jingjing's room.

The anchor was not online, but to Feng Jun, it didn't matter. He tapped the stone ring on his wrist with his left hand without hesitation. It had already been charged a lot, so it didn't matter if it was wasted once or twice.

As soon as he entered the phone and found the other party's camera, he was stunned: What the hell, is this the tone?

The sweet and cold "I am Jingjing" was lying naked on a big bed, kissing a man who was also naked. (The details of this scene cannot be described. The relevant departments have said that Xianxia is not a shield.)

In short, the layout of the house showed that this was a hotel, and the room Jingjing was in was at least a luxurious double bed room, which was definitely not low-grade.

What particularly puzzled Feng Jun was that the quiet mobile phone camera was facing the big bed, and the angle of the scene selection was simply... so weird, every detail was clearly visible.

There was Teacher Chen in the front, and there was a beast in the middle. Now...how dare you take selfies like this?

Facts have proved that not only did these two dare to play, but they also had a lot of fun. The man's fingers had been fiddling with the quiet and indescribable parts, and he was extremely patient.

Feng Jun looked a little... anxious! Yes, he was just a little anxious: Show your face!

But the man chose not to show his face. He played for almost ten minutes before he got back on his horse, but he still didn't show his head. The big head was not exposed, but the small head was.

Feng Jun didn't think that peeping was against morality, but felt it was slightly irritating. However, he didn't have the habit of peeping after all. After watching it for a long time, he was really anxious. He really didn't want to watch it, and it was far from Ni Bang's actions. The film looks good.

This is nonsense. There are photographers in Ni Hong's action movies. They just stand there quietly and shoot with their mobile phones. Even if the angle is chosen very well, they are still dead and cannot move, so many scenes cannot be captured properly.

Feng Jun only had one thought, show your face and let me see if you are Wang Weimin!

The man struggled for five or six minutes and finally twitched. The quick shooter can be quite cute sometimes.

Then, when the man rolled off his horse, Feng Jun finally saw the man's face. Although it was just a glimpse, he was already sure: Oh, it turns out it's not Wang Weimin.

If he wasn't Wang Weimin, he could openly sleep with Jingjing. Obviously, the young master of Jubao Pavilion hadn't come out of the detention center yet.

Just as Feng Jun was about to withdraw, he felt his eyes blur and another figure appeared: Damn, is there another man?

He didn't care to think about why this man didn't take pictures quietly with his mobile phone, but started to identify it carefully...

This man... was the better quick shooter, and he only lasted two or three minutes.

But in order to see this face clearly, Feng Jun waited for more than ten minutes.

When he quit, the second round started over there, but it had nothing to do with him.

He just needs to know that neither of them is Wang Weimin, that's enough.

After exiting, he lit a cigarette and smoked while thinking.

Then, he accidentally saw the battery level of his phone... Hey, why was there only 15% left?

You know, when he entered the mobile phone space, the battery seemed to be more than 60%. At least, it was more than 50%.

Where is all this power used?

He subconsciously looked at the time on his phone and was stunned again. When I entered just now, it seemed to be eleven o'clock.

Now...why is it half past eleven?

For Feng Jun, this is a big deal.

He has always thought that after he entered the mobile phone space, time outside stopped.

Now that time can actually pass, instead of stagnating, isn't there a big problem? Could it be that the author changed the settings?

Feng Jun took a deep breath, walked to the window, opened it and wanted to calm down, but accidentally saw...the ground outside was wet!

He looked up and saw heavy drizzle falling in the sky.

That's right, it's light rain, not heavy rain!

When he entered the house just now, although it was cloudy outside, it was not raining.

Now the fine drizzle has actually wet the ground. Obviously, this cannot be done in a few minutes.

It seems that I really stayed in the mobile phone space for so long!

Feng Jun originally wanted to enter the mobile phone space again to verify his guess, but now he can avoid the loss of energy points. Of course, he must admit that if there is no woman around, he will be able to do what others do. Something like that.

He charged his phone and sat there silently: How could this happen?

The last time, he also entered the quiet live broadcast room, why didn't he notice the passage of time?

He thought about it carefully and vaguely remembered that it seemed that last time he recognized Wang Weimin in a plaid shirt through the silent camera at first sight, and then left without stopping.

Since the time is very short, it is normal not to feel the passage of time outside.

After thinking about it more carefully, he vaguely got a clue: after entering the space of cultivating immortals, that space has no boundary with the real society. There should be some isolation zone between the two planes. The time of the two planes does not interact with each other. Influence.

His entry into applications such as QQ Farm should not have much impact. After all, one is the real society and the other is the data space.

But when he observes the external space through the camera, there is a problem: the two times are synchronized.

Jingjing's sex with two men has reached the second round. It makes no sense that after he quit, he would still be in the same time. If that were the case, the timeline of real society would be distorted.

He felt that his guess should be close to reality.

But in the end, he decided to test his guess, because this discovery might save his life.

Since it was not easy to get in and out of space, he planned to do a few more tests at once.

First, he took out his camera, fixed it on a tripod, and pointed it at himself.

Then he took out a power bank, unplugged the charging mobile phone, and connected it to the power bank. It was indeed a new Zhongxia mobile phone. The charging speed was very fast, and it had increased from 15% to 40%.

Then, he came over with three woven bags of silver dollars. One woven bag contained one thousand silver dollars and weighed one hundred kilograms. Three woven bags weighed six hundred kilograms.

Finally, he picked up another Zhongxia mobile phone and put it into his pocket. He held three woven bags in his right hand and tapped the mobile phone on the table with his left hand. "Let's go~"

The next moment, he came to the mobile phone plane, just like when he left, he was still in that thatched house, with piles of jade in front of him, and there was still a faint smell of smoke in the house that had not had time to dissipate.

He has stayed in the real world for so long, experienced so many things, and even became a billionaire, but in this plane, time stands still, as if nothing has happened.

For a moment, Feng Jun was in a trance, and he actually had a mood similar to "a dream in a yellow beam". This feeling of chaos in time and space really tests one's nerves.

Before entering this plane, he wanted to do a test and leave, but after seeing all this, he couldn't help but stand up, pack his clothes, and walk out of the room.

Lang Zhen was holding a cigarette in his mouth, sitting on a stone and talking to Deng Laoer. When he saw him coming out, he froze there, opened his mouth, and dropped the cigarette to the ground unconsciously.

Deng Laoer was curious when he saw his appearance. He turned around and took a breath, "Your hair..."

After Feng Jun returned to the real world, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net cut his shawl into a short cut. Now it is longer, but in their eyes, it is too surprising: You are here After staying in the house for a while, why did my hair become like this?

In fact, Feng Jun's clothes have all been changed, but compared to the change in hairstyle, this is child's play. It should be noted that in this dimension, everyone does not have haircuts. What matters is that the body, hair and skin are influenced by the parents.

Feng Jun knew where their surprise came from, but he didn't intend to explain it. Instead, he coughed lightly and said, "Lao Lang, how many silver coins do you have there?"

"There are still fifty-three yuan," Lang Zhen replied respectfully, and at the same time made a suggestion, "Should I exchange some more gold leaves?"

They have spent a lot of money collecting stones, but recently there have been more and more people selling stones. For fifty silver dollars, I am afraid that they will not be able to afford it tomorrow and will definitely not be able to survive the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, a small figure ran from a distance. It was the little girl Feifei. She shouted loudly, "Someone is coming again. I saw them carrying three big rocks."

Feng Jun and Lang Zhen exchanged glances, while Deng Laoer slapped his forehead in distress, "I'll go, can you survive today?"