"Hey, who is it... why don't you talk?"

Fang Xing pointed to the red hanging button.

The yellow mouse understood and pressed it directly to hang up the phone.

The toad poked the box that made a sound with its claws: "How did it make a sound?"

"Don't break it for me... Otherwise I'll peel you off."

Fang Xing warned.

The toad quickly withdrew its claws and never dared to see the small black box in front of him again.

Then he began to search for items that Zhao Qiang carried with him, military dry food... a box of bullets, a camping tent and a solar power bank.

Fang Xing tore open a chocolate packaging bag, and the sweet taste filled him with nostalgia.

After eating a small piece, Fang Xing distributed the other chocolates to the yellow mouse and the toad.

Squeak...!

The yellow-skin mouse was very happy to eat, and China Unicom's eyes were crescent-shaped. The sweet taste made him a delicious food he had never experienced before.

Gudong...!

The toad licked his tongue and didn't ask at all.

He looked at the yellow-skin rat who was eating happily with suspicious eyes. It obviously had no taste. Why did this guy eat so happily?
Chapter completed!