I subconsciously looked up and saw a surveillance camera on the roof, looking at me coldly.

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My left arm hurt a little. When I looked down, I saw that my left hand and part of my arm were gone!

At this moment, the old-fashioned pendulum clock in the house rang, and the sound of chiming the hour was already zero o'clock. In other words, the last day that the ink fox was hatched - the first day that I was hatched, began

Already.

I tremblingly picked up the watermelon on the ground and wanted to put it on the table, but I was too nervous to hold it and the watermelon fell.

Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" sound in my head, and I quickly lowered my head to look. The watermelon had fallen out of a crack. Out of curiosity, I leaned over and looked inside. Although the house was very dark, I still saw a wet mass inside the crack.

s hair!

I was even more panicked and immediately found tape to seal the cracks in the watermelon.

I stayed up until dawn when the call finally came, but the QQ program was no longer in the computer. It seemed that this old man not only knew magic, but also understood computers! I prayed that his computer skills could only uninstall programs, and I tried it, and sure enough,

, the network cable was not broken. Therefore, even if you are a warlock, you must keep pace with the times, otherwise you will suffer a big loss in cultural knowledge.

I logged in through the web page and entered my own QQ space.

Sure enough, there was a message from the ink fox on it: I'm still selling watermelons, don't panic.

Tsk, I thought it was an important reminder, but it turned out to be nonsense! I entered the space of the ink fox and clicked on the photo album. See if it’s good for beautiful women to refresh themselves! I smiled bitterly and leaned back on the chair.

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Maybe it was because of the distance, but the photo on the screen suddenly gave me a completely different feeling. This beauty seemed a bit familiar...

This feeling was very weird, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't match her up with anyone I'd ever met. It wasn't until my head almost collapsed thinking about it that I gave up, put on my coat, and continued to work as an agent store manager.

The difference is that overnight, I lost my left hand and became disabled.

Looking at the new batch of watermelons in the morning, I thought to myself that the most important watermelons were among them.

Business was as good as ever, and I observed every customer carefully. I suspected that the reason why the ink-and-ink fox photo looked familiar was because there were people who looked similar among the customers, but there was no such thing.

Another thing that surprised me was that when I closed the stall this evening, there were still two watermelons left. I was stunned and immediately understood that one of them was my hand.

But just when I thought I was smart, a little boy appeared in front of the watermelon stall. He handed over a twenty-dollar bill and said, "Brother, I'll buy two watermelons!"

I'm stupid, are there no watermelons left today?

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Chapter completed!