Chapter 329 (1/2)
Boss Zhou doesn't think he is a man with a good temper.
although he likes to lie down in the sun,
likes to spend his time lazily,
in fact, if it wasn't for this time that the performance point reward for catching the evil spirits was very rich, he would not have driven to Changzhou for three hours.
Brother, are you crazy?
I noticed that you were shaking with the bell,
but I didn't care much,
as a result, you are getting worse!
Take a deep breath,
Zhou Ze stands up.
The identity of the middle-aged man on the opposite side is self-evident. Changzhou has only three ghosts to deal with. One is cleaning the body at home, and the other is sleeping in the clubhouse. It's self-evident that a guy who is shaking like himself but has a living body suddenly appears.
It's like irresponsible police in Europe and the United States,
pinch a little bit to get ready for work,
I didn't plan to take care of someone who molested, raped, or molested a woman on the road,
and then look carefully, it turns out that it's my daughter who was molested, raped, or molested.
The middle-aged man got up and apologized to Zhou Ze, saying ”I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...”
However,
Zhou Ze just reached out to remove the tea residue left on his face, and then grabbed the neck of the other hand.
”Well...”
The middle-aged man began to struggle instinctively, and the tea guests and service students nearby also looked at it.
”Police, arrest the fugitive!”
Cried Zhou Ze.
People were shocked for a while. There was little chance that there would be a brave act in the street. Naturally, no one would stand up, especially the two men who were ”in conflict” were not little beauties.
In this way, Zhou Ze grabbed the back neck of the middle-aged man and walked out of the teahouse. In fact, the back neck position of
people is very fragile. If you don't believe it, you can try it. If you are pinched hard, the pain is enough to make you dizzy.
Out of the teahouse, Zhou Ze plans to find a remote corner to take the soul out of the goods and send it to hell. He is too lazy to go back to Liu Chuyu's house.
But the middle-aged man who was caught seems to mistake Zhou Ze for a road fool. He keeps begging for mercy and says that he is willing to spend money to pay the big guy for your clothes.
Zhou Ze can't help smiling. How can he think that this guy is a bit stupid? Where is a stowaway who returns his soul with a corpse so stupid and cute?
”Bang!”
Throw the other party into the garbage at the corner of the alley. Zhou Ze shakes his left hand, and his nails grow out. But when Zhou Ze is ready to peel off his soul.
The middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and began to talk about something.
This is not magic, but in an instant, Zhou Ze felt that his legs became extremely heavy, and even his center of gravity began to be unstable, standing in place and shaking, and he could fall down at any time.
The silly cute faces of middle-aged men all disappeared, instead of a kind of disdainful unbridled.
He was laughing,
he laughed happily,
after he got up from the garbage, he even tidied up his clothes and put his face together. To Zhou zedao:
”are you a ghost?”
Zhou Ze stared at him.
”Hey, there are some people you can't catch.”
The man raised his head and said ”Ha Hu...” in his mouth It is self-evident that
the voice of
is storing thick sputum, to whom
is preparing to spit.
In a flash,
Zhou Ze's ten fingernails rose out of a black fog. When the black fog was filled, Zhou Ze's body, which had just been bound by a special idea, was suddenly light.
”Poof!”
Before the middle-aged man could spit out this sputum, his neck had been cut with Zhou Ze's fingernails, and blood gushed out immediately.
The man staggers back, one hand is dead to block his neck, full of unbelievable looking at Zhou Ze.
Some dandies always feel that they have some relationship with their families, so they can not pay attention to the grass-roots police.
however,
the grass-roots police he met is a second generation of officials who come down to experience life.
The middle-aged man immediately ran back, regardless of his own neck there is still continue to gush blood.
Zhou Ze twisted his neck, made a clear sound, and immediately ran after him.
Compared with the so-called performance point, for Zhou Ze at present, the act that the goods are just ready to spit on themselves is even more unbearable to him.
If a person who has a deep obsession with cleanliness is really spit up with thick sputum, it's better to kill him!The middle-aged man knew that he was not far away, and behind him, a black mist was approaching him quickly, trying to lock him in.
As soon as the man clenched his teeth, he looked up and forward, then screamed and rushed into the temple gate.
At the gate of the temple, there is a monk and some pilgrims are talking about something. When the man with blood rushed in, several female pilgrims immediately screamed, and Bai Nen, who was sweeping the floor with a broom and had a wonderful picture with the pilgrims, sat on the ground.
Buddhism is pure and quiet. All the people in and out are gentle pilgrims who speak in a low voice. Where have you seen such bloody scenes.
Zhou Ze frowned and hesitated for a moment, but he still raised his feet to catch up with the gate of the temple.
At this time, you really can't care so much.
Even if the Buddha is angry, boss Zhou will take down the evil ghost.
he will send you to hell.
he will go to the oil pot a hundred times!
The middle-aged man looks back at Zhou Ze, who is catching up with him, and runs aimlessly to the deep of the temple, passing through the hall of Mahavira.
When Zhou Ze went through the hall of Mahavira, he looked up and saw the Buddha statue. He was worried about which Buddha statue suddenly moved and offered a pestle to him!
But it seems that I think more about it. The Buddha is still quiet.
In the back, there are several living areas for monks and little monk. It's a small bungalow dormitory.