"Taste … Dao … Like … What … What …"
"Not bad."
Zhou Ze's chest began to rise and fall. He shook his head like a drunk person. His head was very dizzy and uncomfortable. It was like a dream, as if his consciousness was being torn apart.
Subconsciously..,
Zhou Ze began to walk forward,
The fingernails on both hands were very long, and the ends of the fingernails hung low on the ground. When they swiped past, a series of sparks were set off.
As he walked,
It was as if in the backyard of this hotel..,
The others had all disappeared,
He was the only one left.
This was a very strange feeling,
It was a little like you were driving when you were tired. By the time you woke up, you had already driven a long distance. You didn't even remember if you had exceeded the speed limit or looked at the traffic lights.
You would start to be afraid,
If something had happened just now, you might have really hit someone.
Many drivers had had this kind of experience,
In that instant, your brain seemed to have entered a "Sleep" state, but you still did what you had to do.
Zhou Ze was like this now. He didn't even look at the four local ghost messengers of Xuzhou standing in front of him. He just walked toward them. He was still thinking about his own things, even if it was not the right time.
But he just couldn't control himself.
"Let's attack together!"
The female ghost messenger with a black halo in her eyes shouted.
In this situation..,
Actually, retreating and escaping was the best choice. From the perspective of self-preservation, it was better to be safe than sorry.
However, not all ghost messengers were willing to live like the group of paper dolls floating on the water near the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Everyone enjoyed it,
At the same time, they were also open-minded.
Especially when one of their companions had already died, and the other party had already confirmed their identity as a ghost messenger from another city. If they left just like that, in the future, they would never be able to raise their heads in this circle.
Most importantly..,
It was still because the other party had come with ill intentions. First, they ambushed them, and then they killed the ghost messengers. It was obvious that they wanted to blow the matter up. If even the old man was captured or killed, this matter would be reported to the higher-ups.
They, the local ghost messengers of Xuzhou, would not be able to escape responsibility,
Even if they did not die here..,
There would also be messengers of the underworld coming out from Hell to arrest them for their crimes.
This group of local ghost messengers of Xuzhou were already grasshoppers tied to the old man in sunglasses.
This was also forced by Zhou Ze's attitude.
This is probably why most politicians like to negotiate deals in private.
Because once things were out in the open,
This meant that neither side had a way out.
However, if you want Zhou Ze to obediently contact the local ghost messengers and slowly persuade them with emotion and reason, or bargain with the old man in sunglasses to pay some blood to compensate for your losses in Tongcheng,
It was also unrealistic.
Boss Zhou was purely here to fight,
He was here to vent his anger.
I'm here to vent.
If he was still hesitant and pretentiously bargaining with a snake in the back,
How aggrieved would that be?
It was not that no one in the bookstore understood these things, but lawyer an deliberately helped his boss and added fuel to the fire to make the whole thing the most radical.
However..,
When they saw that the immortals had also taken control of the second man in a suit,
Lawyer An, who was making hand seals, looked at the other side from the corner of his eye.
The shopkeeper was walking slowly forward.
This feeling made Lawyer An feel a little strange, but he still focused on the matter in front of him!
"Nether Order, Merciless Death Laws, Break!"
…
The remaining four local ghost messengers,
Three of them rushed towards Zhou Ze.
The woman in leather pants hesitated for a moment before rushing forward.
She was very afraid. She was very worried that the Tongcheng police officer in uniform was also watching nearby. However, "Fear" could not solve the problem, especially when she had already lost one of her companions. If she hesitated again, it would be equivalent to harming her three companions. At the same time, it could be considered as harming herself.
Four ghost messengers.
They rushed over together.
However, Zhou Ze was still walking forward slowly.
He didn't even change his footsteps.
He was a little puzzled.
He felt that there was something wrong with him.
But what was the problem?
He hadn't figured it out yet.
So, he could only continue to think about it.
In his body.
The Idiot Pen was still floating there.
It stuck to its mission and mission.
Actually.
It was a pity that because of Zhou Ze himself, after recognizing him as its master, the only thing it could do was seal that person.
It could be said that if he hadn't happened to meet it.
With boss Zhou's earlier method of randomly opening a plug-in for free..,
It was hard to say if there was still a salted fish.
The word "Seal" below was still bright and stable, emitting a dignified aura.
But below the word "Seal",
That face.
Gradually, it revealed a mocking haze.
"Suppress!"
The female ghost messenger with a black halo in her eyes shouted.
This time.
Blood began to drip from the corner of her eyes.
With the lesson from the first time, she increased her strength this time, even exceeding the range of her usual tolerance!
"Seal!"
A male ghost messenger spread out his hands. White threads flowed out. These threads were very sharp. When they floated in the air, there was a tearing sound.
The woman in leather pants and the other male ghost messenger split into two.
At the same time, they attacked Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze felt as if there were countless flies buzzing in his ears.
It was very annoying.
It was very uncomfortable.
But he couldn't drive it away.
Then, a fishing net enveloped him.
It was sticky.
It was stinging.
It was a very strange feeling.
"He's tied up by me!"
The male ghost messenger holding the silk thread shouted.
From his point of view.
Zhou Ze's entire body was trapped by his silk thread. He had already become a turtle in a jar!
"Collect!!!"
The male ghost messenger shouted in a low voice.
He opened his hands.
For a moment.
The silk thread binding Zhou Ze's body began to shrink rapidly.
These threads were very sharp and hard. Even a rock would be instantly cut into countless pieces, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
It was so sticky.
What the hell was this?
Zhou Ze shook his head.
He opened his eyes.
In his line of sight.
He found himself soaking in a container of formalin.
It was like a cadaver in a medical school.
There was a man in a white coat who looked exactly like him standing in front of him.
His gloves were stained with blood.
He held gauze in his left hand and surgical forceps in his right.
He was looking at him.
And he was soaking in formalin.
It was a familiar scene.
At the same time.
It was also a familiar smell.
Zhou Ze knew that these two were him.
One was in the past.
The other was his current self.
"I'm tired."
The man in the white coat said.
"Okay."
Zhou Ze responded.
Yes.
Tired.
Coming out of the orphanage,
Enduring the indifference of society, enduring the lowly background, enduring the envy of seeing other people's parents accompany them, enduring the lack of living expenses, enduring the depression of having to work during the winter and summer vacations to earn tuition and living expenses.
Enduring the depression of refusing the subsidy for poor students for the sake of face and curling up in a corner and silently cursing himself for being stupid.
He had to endure the constant struggle and hard work.
Winding himself up all the time. There was no room for rest.
Climbing up in the hospital, climbing up in technology.
Working hard until he was in his early thirties, he bought a small two-bedroom house and squeezed out all his savings.
So tired.
I really want to rest.
Zhou Ze, in the white coat, clenched the surgical forceps in his hand and stabbed them at Zhou Ze, who was lying down.
But the forceps did not stab in.
Instead, they stopped near the skin.
"Crash!"
Zhou Ze sat up from the formalin.
He spread his hands.
"You're tired. Rest..."
Zhou Ze, in the white coat, placed the forceps in Zhou Ze's hand.
Zhou Ze stood up.
He walked out of the formalin.
He held the pliers in one hand.
It directly pierced into the white coat in front of it!
…
"Retract!!!"
However,
What shocked the male ghost servant was..,
The thread that he had always been proud of did not completely shred his opponent's body.
Even..,
Not even his skin was pierced!
This …
How could this be?
If one were to look at it closely,
A dark green color could be seen on Zhou Ze's skin.
He seemed to have become slightly thinner.
At the corner of his mouth,
There was a slight bulge.
It was the fangs hidden underneath!
The body of a zombie.
Undying and indestructible!
The thread was very tight, but it could not go any further!
"Boss!"
When Yingying saw this scene from afar, she screamed. Seeing that her boss was trapped, she immediately prepared to rush over, but the red shadow on her body followed her like a shadow, causing her footsteps to suddenly become sluggish.
"Ahhhhh!
Get out of my way!!!!!!! "
Yingying was furious.
Her hair began to float in the wind.
Her originally black and beautiful hair had turned into a dazzling white.
Her adorable face was immediately covered by a cold expression.
Her nails were blue, and at this moment, a murderous aura surrounded them.
She directly tore the red shadow off her body.
There seemed to be an old woman screaming in the red shadow, but she still clung to Yingying and did not let go.
"F * ck, the boss is going to die!"
Across the pond, the old priest screamed. He touched his crotch. There were no talismans left. Even if there were talismans, it would be too late. He didn't know how to float on the water.
Lawyer An's eyes focused. After breaking the second black shadow, he immediately rushed over.
He hoped that Zhou Ze would rise.
But he didn't want Zhou Ze to die in the process of rising.
Damn it!
The woman in leather pants and one of her companions were already very close.
A layer of frost had already appeared on the woman's palms.
Her companion was one step faster.
There was a dark lightning brewing in her palm.
It went straight for Zhou Ze's head, who was tied up and motionless!
The woman in leather pants could imagine the scene of Zhou Ze's head exploding like a watermelon falling to the ground.
But at this moment.
A crisp "kacha" sound was heard.
The woman in leather pants trembled and subconsciously slowed down her speed.
Zhou Ze was like a ghost.
He broke through the restraints of the silk threads.
Then, he took a step forward.
He casually reached forward.
"Pfft!"
His companion's Thunder Palm was still raised high.
However, Zhou Ze's five fingernails had completely pierced through his chest.
..
"If you're tired, just rest. Your previous life is over, right?
Everything's fine.
Rest. "
In the darkness,
It was as if there was only Zhou Ze and himself in a white coat.
Zhou Ze clenched the surgical forceps.
The surgical forceps had already pierced into the other party's chest.
"Rest …"
Zhou Ze let out a sigh.
He raised his arm.
"Pfft!"
The surgical forceps seemed to have turned into a sharp dagger, directly cutting the white coat in front of him into two. Then, the white coat began to slowly dissipate.
It dissipated with a smile and ease.
..
In the backyard of the hotel.
Zhou Ze, who had just pierced his five fingernails into the ghost messenger's chest.
His fingers moved gently.
A line of blood appeared from the bottom to the top.
It spread all the way to the center of the ghost messenger's forehead.
In the next moment.
Zhou Ze stood where he was without moving.
He kept the movement of his fingernails stabbing out.
And the ghost messenger in front of him.
He was cut in half.
Two bodies.
To both sides.
He lay down quietly.
"Bang!"