Late Night Bookstore

The female ghost was beaten under Zhou Ze's nails, and the body was broken, and even became transparent and uncut.

She is very painful, she is very uncomfortable, she is very pitiful, but for Zhou Ze, he can try to borrow a knife to kill, but it is impossible to let her leave this hospital or let her leave her sight and control.

Now, the knife, she did not take it, she can only send her to where she should go.

The door to **** opens,

Zhou Ze grabbed the female ghost's shoulder with one hand and threw her directly into it. After being hit hard by her nails, the female ghost had no room and strength to resist.

Clapping his hands, Zhou Ze took out his ID card, which was raised to 25%.

The income of this female ghost is still very high. It is not that the reason why Zhou Ze was pushing the boat is in it, but that this female ghost was originally a freak spawned by the resentment of many people in this street after death.

It's a pity that she didn't imagine the brutality of the fierce ghost, the typical style and identity did not match.

Zhou Ze leaned on crutches and began to go out. He didn't want to stay here any longer, and he didn't want to stay in this place that made him feel so uncomfortable and depressed.

Lao Dao came with him. After the two walked to the street, Lao Dao subconsciously glanced back. There are several similar small hospitals and small clinics. Of course, there are many fields hidden in the corners.

This is the world,

But more like an incinerator in hell,

In the invisible sky, there are chimneys rising from the ground, and clouds and smoke are scattered, and those who lie in bed and wait to die in pain are a cart of coal **** sent to the incinerator.

"Boss, do you go back to the bookstore?" the old man asked.

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Boss, it's not worth being angry about that thing. Just look away. The female ghost is actually very pitiful. At least, she is a good mother."

"This is what makes me feel sad."

"Boss, you said that poor people must have hateful things. I don't agree with them. I think she did right. Anyway, death is also death. It would be better to sell yourself before death and leave some income for your family. Although life can’t be bought and sold, it’s really understandable by that time that you have exhausted your final surplus value.

Moreover, her approach did not hurt others, what you like is what I want. "

"Rao, have you been caught by the police before?" Zhou Ze asked suddenly.

"Uh, a few times, that's because..."

"Have you ever been caught by pornography?"

"Well, this is not good, good luck. In fact, sometimes I am worried. After all, I am so old. Although it is to care for those women who have fallen out, my heart is good, but I am also afraid of being misunderstood by outsiders.

You know, in this world, if you want to do something, especially want to do something good, you are always vulnerable to criticism. "

"Then do you think it's right or wrong?"

"Well..." The old man didn't know how to answer.

"According to your logic, the ladies are voluntary, they need money, and then you also need it, you also give the money, each side needs what they need, why do the police do more business?"

The old man doesn't know how to refute.

"Even if it claims to be free and open in the United States, apart from Nevada, which is adjacent to Los Angeles, in other states of the United States, prostitution and prostitution are illegal.

The law is actually the last moral criterion of a society, and what you call misprotection,

It seems that it is necessary for each to take what you like, but if it is legalized or sunny, do you know how many y gangs will be spawned? Many women will even be forced to prostitute themselves, and in the illegal environment, there are already many examples of being forced to sell y.

India is a country that advocates that it is legal for individuals to sell y. You also understand India’s strong j rate. "

"This is two things..." the old man explained.

"Two things?"

Zhou Ze smiled,

Reached the street behind him and continued:

"This is just the tip of the iceberg we have seen. Did you know that the sinful flame may have been just a flame at the beginning. There are moths willing to take the initiative to move up, and the fire is willing to burn it. Moths are also their choice.

But when the fire is getting bigger and bigger, it will no longer just satisfy the incineration of the moths that are flying actively. It will burn the nearby house and the nearby forest. When the time comes, a big disaster will be brewed. .

In the end, were the moths that had previously fed the flames bigger?

When this industry begins to mature and continues to expand, who can guarantee that there will be no more **** and exciting gambling methods? Even when the voluntary moths are not enough, those who are addicted to this game, those platforms that are used to earning huge income from this game, will not force and semi-force to find new chips to continue this game?

half year later,

one year later,

Three years later,

This increasingly large and mature black industry has attracted an innocent person to come over and create some conditions for similar death gambling.

Was that person qualified to scold the initial gang who actively joined the game as a bargaining chip for money? "

It sounds like he's smashing his mouth. He thinks the boss said it sounds reasonable, but he still feels that something is wrong, and he retorted with a stern head:

"Boss, I think the real culprit is the banker of the gang."

"In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent."

…………

When I returned to the bookstore, it was already dark. Because my mood was not very good, Zhou Ze came back and spent a lot of time.

The bookstore door was open, Tang Shi was sitting behind the bar, and there were a man and a woman sitting in the store looking at the book.

"What about Baiyingying?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I went to play the game, I helped her watch it for a while, she watched it for a day." Tang Shi said indifferently.

Zhou Ze was speechless for a while. It seemed that he had to limit the game time of the internet addicted girl. He dared to hand over the shop to Tang Shi to take care of it. Are you afraid that something really happened in the bookstore afterwards?

"You have been out long enough, by the way, the old way?" Tang Shi said that the old way did not follow Zhou Ze back to the bookstore, a bit strange.

"I went to the police station to report the case." Zhou Ze replied.

"Drink something? Cocktail?"

"Will you adjust?"

Tang Shi didn't speak. She started bartending on her own. She was quick and skilled in bartending. Soon, a cocktail was placed in front of Zhou Ze.

"Try it."

Zhou Ze picked up his glass, took a sip, and then nodded,

"not bad."

"Thank you." Tang Shi sat back in his chair, watching with a book called "The Origin of Hell" in his hand.

"Is this book in a bookstore?" Zhou Ze has little impression of this book, and the publisher is not marked on it.

"His book, a fantasy book in his middle two years, can be used as a fun watch to pass the time."

Zhou Ze walked up the stairs with the wine, just opened the bedroom door, and saw Bai Yingying, who was wearing headphones in front of the computer desk, talking excitedly, as if arguing with his teammates.

There didn't seem to know that she was a woman at the beginning, but when you quarreled, you only found Mai, and she seemed to say something.

"Oh, want me to play with you?"

Bai Yingying didn't know that Zhou Ze was standing behind her, and she lowered her voice and said:

"Is the little brother sleeping?"

Go sleep with your mother, Sabie, the old lady is old enough to be your grandmother! "

Then, Bai Yingying took off the headphones, and dismissed the headphones on the desktop with disdain. His body leaned back slightly, a slender leg was directly tilted on it, and one hand was naturally taken out of the pocket of his clothes. A pack of cigarettes for women, familiarly knocked the cigarette holder down on the table, and then put it into his mouth, rubbing his fingertips, and Mars came out and lit the cigarette.

"This way of lighting cigarettes is good." Zhou Ze said: "Can you teach me?"

"Tell your mother to teach, the old lady is not free..."

Bai Yingying said that he took a deep breath suddenly, and quickly choked off the cigarette butts in his hand, then stood up, bowed his head to Zhou Ze, and greeted in a soft voice:

"Boss, you are back."

Zhou Ze sat down on the chair that Bai Yingying was sitting on, the temperature remained on the chair, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, lady cigarette, took a sip, frowned slightly, this lady cigarette was for Zhou Ze , The taste is still too light.

"It's hard to hold back, right?"

Zhou Ze looked at the female body sideways.

Do not know when to start, he is somewhat accustomed to Bai Yingying to be cleverly by his side, "Bang Biao Biao".

I seem to have forgotten the deterrence and horror brought to myself and Xu Qinglang after waking up in the bookstore Baiyingying for the first time. Zhou Ze was also in a trance. Which one is really her.

"No, boss, don't get me wrong. In front of you, Yingying really only knows how to get a birdie. Boss, in fact, you should know it yourself,

You are also a zombie, and your bloodline is much higher than mine. "

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes and said:

"But my last life was only a doctor, just an ordinary person. I have always been curious about a problem, that is, I have died once and changed my body. If it is only a bloodline problem, it should be ruled out, otherwise, only The only remaining explanation is that Xu Le itself is a zombie, but this cannot be explained."

"Boss, my wife told me that there were some zombies, he..."

At this time, Zhou Ze's mobile phone rang. Zhou Ze picked up the mobile phone and motioned to Bai Yingying to pause and wait for a while.

It was the old phone, and the two came back together, but Zhou Ze gave the old man some money and asked him to find a place to burn it before going to the police station to call the police.

"Hello, did you call the police?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, I didn't... didn't dare to report..." The old man said tremblingly.

"Did the money bill burn? You just participated in gambling, and surrendered the plot, plus burning a money bill, you will not be detained even in detention, at most make a note."

"No...no boss...I'm in the police station, and now there are a lot of reporters here. It is said that half an hour ago~www.wuxiaspot.com~ someone called the nurses, doctors and patients in a hospital were killed, It seems...it seems to be the hospital we went to before.

Boss, this song can't help myself. It's useless to burn more money. If I surrender, the police must have detained me as the first suspect. "

"Everyone is dead?"

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. It shouldn't be. When he left, the doctors and nurses just lay there in a coma. There was no harm. It is estimated that they would wake up later.

"It's true, it's that hospital." The old man lowered his voice and said, "I just asked a reporter and he told me."

"How is it possible that we will not be long before we leave."

"Boss..." Lao Tao asked nervously: "Don't you think it's strange before, why didn't the female ghost kill or retaliate?"

"What do you want to say?"

"The poor Dao wondered whether two ghosts appeared at the time, but there was one ghost that he hid."