Scarface felt a little wronged. Although he was ugly, it didn't mean that he was a bad person!
Dixiong Planet glanced at the security guard indifferently. An F-class superpowered person was not much different from an ordinary person.
"No, no, no. I'm sorry, Uncle Liu. I don't know what's wrong with me either.”
Zhong Li took the tissue from the security guard and smiled.
She recognized this security guard, but compared to the one in her memory, this Uncle Liu's temples were already covered in white frost.
"You know me?" The security guard asked curiously. Is he a resident of this neighborhood? That's impossible. I've been a security guard in the neighborhood for so many years. Why haven't I seen you before…"
Suddenly, he was stunned. Then, as if he had seen a ghost, he took a few steps back.
"You... You're Zhong Li! No! Impossible, it's been seven years, how can you still be so young!”