The Pharmacist cooperatively pulled out his phone from his pocket, opened the camera, and switched to video mode.
"Bomb Man, come on, move over to the window where the light is good."
"Right, right, don't be so stiff, relax a bit."
"Lower your head, yes, lower it, give me a deep and haughty vibe."
The Pharmacist changed positions while giving various instructions to Truth.
Truth's chest swelled more and more, but he still cooperated perfectly.
He stood where the Pharmacist said to stand, and posed how the Pharmacist said to pose.
In the living room, Lu Xiao and his group were all somewhat brain dead.
Crazy is indeed crazy, playing with posing even at a time like this.
This was no longer just cool; it was like a cow flying on a plane—bullshit to the sky.
"Okay, you can't explode," Chen Fei shook her head, then stepped forward and placed her finger directly on Truth's chest.
Then, a flow of metal appeared and surged directly into Truth's chest.
