Fang Heng felt very strange.
Previously, his back was facing the can, but he could sense that a can was being thrown at him from behind.
In the end, it turned out to be true!
The can that came at him from behind, regardless of the angle and strength, was the same as the perceived state of the can!
Could it be because of the in-game skill danger perception?
How could it be!
But...
Fang Heng thought and looked down at his palm again.
He clenched his fist tightly.
It seemed that he had also become stronger...
Could it be that transmigration had brought about a change in his body?
There was such an advantage?
Fang Heng shook his head and temporarily stopped thinking about these things. He walked into Villa No. 3.
The villa was cleaned thoroughly.
The first floor was a public living room, while the second and third floors were separated from each other.
Fang Heng's room was 301.
