"Holy... Fan Bingbing!?"
The moment Fang Mo saw her face, he cried out in surprise.
Yes, not far from him stood several strangely dressed people, watching Fang Mo warily.
Among them were a tall man, a long-haired warrior, and an ordinary-looking person. Every one of them, however, carried heaps of battered bags, and some even had plastic buckets slung over their shoulders. They looked as though they were gathering supplies to survive.
And the person leading them...
Really did have that highly recognizable face...
Compared to the original, though, her eye and hair colors had changed. Her eyes were green, her hair had a pinkish-purple tint, and her face was painted with makeup of unclear significance.
Naturally, she was also wearing a black, deep-V leather bodysuit.
If he had to put it into words, the whole look vaguely resembled some kind of flamboyant aristocrat.
"Well, damn, this is truly a rare sight..." Fang Mo clicked his tongue as he examined the person before him.
If he remembered correctly...
This was the first time he had encountered a major Chinese celebrity... Ahem, no, this was the first time he had encountered a Chinese celebrity in this world. He had to admit, it gave him a powerful sense of being pulled out of the story.
The feeling was incredibly strange.
Whenever Fang Mo looked at her, he felt as if he were on a movie set. It was difficult to see her as the character herself.
He had never experienced this before. With Iron Man Stark, Nick Fury, Wolverine Logan, or Professor X Charles, he had instantly accepted them as their respective characters.
Yet this woman was different.
To be honest, for some reason, he always felt a subtle disconnect.
It reminded Fang Mo of an old buddy of his. Due to