Plans can't keep up with changes

"Department head li, please spare me!"

Fang ping had just entered the central military governor's office when he heard Feng Ling's shrill cries.

The layout of the warlord office was extremely simple.

In the spacious hall, there was a huge map of the Donglin catacombs on the wall. There was not even a bench.

At this moment, the huge Feng Ling seemed to have been cut off by someone and was much smaller than before.

Feng Ling was lying in the middle of the hall, exhausted.

At the side ... There was a barbeque rack!

Fang ping even suspected that the old cat had secretly come over.

The next moment, Fang ping knew that he had misunderstood.

Old man Li slashed with his sword, and a piece of flesh flew up. Old man Li was straightforward and started roasting it.