Chapter 312 (1/2)
”Let go!”
Zhou Ze roared.
”Release!!!”
Zhou Ze continued to shout.
”Let me swallow him. He's yours!”
”Whoa...”
At last, the right hand was released,
I don't know whether it was the result of effective struggle,
or the other side gave up obsession,
the sound of silver coins landing is very pleasant and clear. If the recording is put down for voting, it should be listed as one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.
But with the fall of silver coins,
and the heart of the land lord,
he knew,
he had GG,
he was waving to himself with a lunch box with chicken legs in the distance.
Looking at the man in front of him step by step, and blocked all the air engines around him to escape, the land lord, also completely despair.
”Click!”
The nail pinches the green light,
rubs and rubs,
it's like watching a piece of plasticine and playing it carefully.
Mr. Di really wants to shout to Zhou Ze. If you want to eat quickly, it will be a great suffering!
Zhou Ze opened his mouth and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.
no need to chew,
because when two fangs touch the green luster, everything has been completely torn, and then turned into a taste similar to Master Kang's iced green tea,
into the throat.
”Hiss...”
Zhou Ze uttered a low voice,
this comfortable to extreme tremor emanating from the deep soul,
is really memorable.
”Boss, smoke!”
At this time, the old road slipped down the slope and directly fell to Zhou Ze.
However,
when the Taoist priest approached Zhou Ze, he regretted a little.
There are some things that you can't realize until you get close to them. It's like looking at a tiger in a cage and letting you see a tiger in it. There's no big difference in distance, but it's a truth that must be overwhelming.
”Smoke...”
When the old Taoist priest handed in his cigarette,
his teeth began to tremble,
but he continued with a strong support:
”a cigarette after dinner is better than a living immortal.”
Zhou Ze looks at the old way with a slight side of his head,
his eyes are slightly coagulated,
there is a meaningful luster flowing in the dark pupil, which is unpredictable.
”Gudu...”
The old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva,
a little bit wants to slap himself,
MA bang,
he wants to be bitten by zombies, he wants to be mad forever,
Why did he just come here?
But there is no way to do it.
just like western vampires, the more advanced vampires bite you, the higher your starting level is. The old man doesn't want to be bitten by a zombie and become a zombie like idiot. It's better to die.
What's more,
What's not surprising is that this is the ancestor boss in the zombie world,
the old man was still surprised,
because the Orioles were so obedient to the boss at the beginning,
is Stockholm disease?
Now I understand that it's a kind of honor to be a zombie warbler even if it's inserted by the one in front of me!
”Hoo...”
Zhou Ze blows out a breath, and the smoke in the hands of the old Taoist priest burns automatically, and the combustion is completed in an instant.
”Hiss Hot
Lao Dao quickly shook his hand and looked up at Zhou Ze. He found that he still looked at himself with an unpredictable eye.
”Gudu...”
Continue to swallow a mouthful of saliva, the old way stutters:
”yes, smoking is not good, harmful to health.”
Zhou Ze turns around and slowly sits down, as if he no longer intends to deal with the old road behind him.
Then,
Lao Dao felt light all over, and the feeling of being stared at by thousands of vipers just disappeared.
Then,
Lao Dao immediately went to see Zhou Ze, and found that Zhou Ze had closed his eyes, even a slight snore came out between his mouth and nose, and then he habitually checked the boss's body, but found no exposed injuries.
I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.
after all, compared with the eyes of the one I just saw,Lao Dao still thinks his boss is more kind.
When the boss first learned to open and hang up, he had to lie in bed for a month after each time, but now nothing happened. There must have been some changes.
The old man sighed,
imagine that if one day he got up,
but found that the position near the glass window was empty,
the man didn't read the newspaper or drink coffee, just looked at himself with that kind of eyes,
thought it was creepy.
”It's here. There's just a big voice!”
Not far away, all of a sudden, there was a roar of people, and the road outside the woods, there was also a siren.
At this time, the Taoist priest just carried Zhou Ze out of the pit and was going to go back to pick up gold and silver coins.
”Go, no more.”
Zhang Yanfeng takes over Zhou Ze and carries him on his back to urge Lao Dao.
”But...”
The following are all money.
with these money, you can care about how many big girls you miss and give them warmth.
how many children can walk out of the mountain.
”This is a cultural relic!