Late Night Bookstore

Sun Kewang, who was almost caught in hysteria, was again blocked by Xu Qinglang with a rag. Then, Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette and walked to the door. Zhou Ze was already standing there spitting mist.

"It's hard to imagine that because of this kind of thing, he actually killed his mother.

The first walking corpse, nicknamed San'er in the village, was very helpful. In fact, he also helped, helped the surnamed Sun, and killed his mother. Really a good person in the village. "

"What's unimaginable." Zhou Ze shook his ashes. "Isn't this normal? Do you think that only the rich nobles care about their reputation?"

"what?"

"The ancient royal family, in order to cover up their scandals, can do anything. Such things as killing people and killing mouths can only be regarded as pediatrics, but it is not excusable, at least we can still understand.

But in fact, the more such a small household, the more it cares about its facade, even if it does not appear to outsiders. The more backward the place is, the more concerned it is.

In China, there are still many places where women cannot go to the table to eat, especially when there is a guest, which woman is considered to be a face-saving thing.

His mother is pregnant. For Sun Kewang, no less than his “Royal ancestry” has been tarnished. It may not be anything to an outsider like you, but from his perspective, this may make him a village. The laughing stock in him affected his majesty and dignity in the village.

Because in his life, only the size of a village, his heavens are only as big as this village. "

"Can you understand?"

"I can't understand, but I can get used to it. Don't forget how Yingying died. Didn't he just go to a poor student and go to the pig cage after being found at home?

Not for family style, for face, you said, is there any essential difference between these two things? "

"Leaving this question aside, I have one thing that has always been strange."

"Say."

"How did the old man Choi shoot you with a crossbow arrow last night, I remember, do you have a set of armor?"

Zhou Ze heard the words and froze for a moment, his face became a little strange.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"I have to think about how to catch the zombie tonight and the corpse. If it is eaten by the old lady, the problem will become more difficult than before."

"Hey, don't change the subject." Xu Qinglang held on.

"You're so annoying."

"Answering my question, as a miserable messenger, an ordinary person was actually taken down by a crossbow in the playground. Are you embarrassed?"

"How could I think that he could still come up with a crossbow after losing an axe?"

"and then?"

"then…………"

Zhou Ze reached out and touched his forehead,

"It seems that the sun has been basking recently, and the salted fish has been long enough. I have forgotten that I actually have armor on my body."

"........." Xu Qinglang.

"Okay, don't worry about this issue anymore. If you continue to struggle like this, I will feel more and more how guilty I was last night."

Xu Qinglang walked in front of Zhou Ze, his hands suddenly caught Zhou Ze's neck, and said fiercely:

"That is to say, if you weren't hit by this crossbow arrow yesterday, they wouldn't be able to run away, and we can end things today!

We are still here. The zombies and old man Cui haven’t caught it yet.

Is it because you have forgotten your own abilities? "

"Let go, old Xu, let go."

At first, Zhou Ze thought that Xu Qinglang was just kidding, but he didn't expect that the opponent's hand strength was getting bigger and bigger, so that he was almost breathless.

In an instant,

A black ripple began to ripple from Zhou Ze's body, and a set of mysterious and majestic black warrior armor emerged and protected the neck.

Zhou Ze felt that his neck was loose, and Xu Qinglang's strength was suddenly divided by the armor.

Xu Qinglang only withdrew his hand at this time, found a bench and sat down, holding his face with both hands, apologizing:

"I'm sorry, I was excited. I was a little bit sad when I thought of the family who died last night.

Sun Kewang was dead, but he didn't die. However, the most **** thing was his wife and son.

If the zombie is not resolved tonight, someone in the village may continue to die. I don’t think Mr. Cui can control the zombie, even if the zombie was his concubine before he died. "

Zhou Zechang breathed a sigh of relief, and the armor slowly faded away.

"Relax, there can be no more problems tonight. I lie down on the bed for a while, and then call me up at night. And, old Xu, did you secretly go to the gym yourself recently? ."

Finished,

Zhou Ze turned to the bedroom.

Xu Qinglang sat alone on the bench,

He let go of his hand covering his face,

Looked at his palm with some horror,

Just now,

The violent killing intent seemed to be unable to be restrained. It was an instinctive impulse rising from the body, a desire to completely destroy the life that could be killed in front of you.

then,

Xu Qinglang sticks his tongue out,

Licked his palm,

On the palm, there is still his taste,

It tastes good.

………………

It's night,

Xing Xingxu burned the relationship between the money and the death of Sun Kewang’s family, and the villagers lived loosely. Sun Kewang usually interacted with some fox friends. Therefore, he did not appear in the village one day. No village thought to go and see.

Therefore, this night, the theme of the village is still calm.

Sun Kewang was tied to the locust tree by Zhou Ze, and his mouth was still stuffed.

Zhou Ze himself was standing next to Huaishu underneath. He was waiting for the old lady to come out last night.

Incarnation of zombies, the hatred of the last life and the impulse of blood revenge, the old woman has an unstoppable obsession for killing her son.

She will come,

Will definitely come.

Sun Kewang's body was stabbed by Zhou Ze with his nails, and the blood dripped continuously, which would not let people die, but it was like putting a little blood to attract sharks.

Xu Qinglang stood by, his face gloomy under the night.

In the second half of the night,

The wind grew slowly.

In the vegetable field in the distance, a ricket figure came, and old man Cui came by himself to a position less than ten meters away from Zhou Ze.

This time, he did not carry an axe, nor did he have a crossbow on his back.

This made boss Zhou feel a little disappointed in his heart, how much he hoped that old man Cui would shoot a few more arrows at himself, and then his armor appeared to perfectly block the attack, so that he could recover yesterday's scene.

But Mr. Cui's posture today was almost a white flag.

"Come talk."

Old Man Cui looked at Zhou Ze and said calmly.

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about." Zhou Ze shook his head. "Is that old lady trapped by you? But how long can you be trapped? She can't help it. Believe me, in this world, people who understand zombies better than me, really Not much."

"He, let her kill."

Old Man Cui reached out to Sun Kewang, who was hanging on the tree, and continued:

"He fucking."

Zhou Ze didn't speak, waiting for Mr. Cui to continue.

"Let her have her wish, and then our family will solve it by myself. I have all the firewood piles ready, and the gasoline is ready, just wait for this day."

"That corpse is really your daughter."

"I hate that I have this pair of yin and yang eyes, but I would rather I'm confused forever!" Cui old man snarled in awkward face: "But I can see it, I saw it, I saw our daughter alone at the grave head Crying, I saw her crying below.

How I wish she died of illness, how much I hope she died of illness! "

It is often said that the world looks beautiful, but at least, it also has a "looks like". Zhou Ze actually feels that ghosts are nothing more than the most essential aspect of human nature exposed after hypocrisy in society.

He could understand Old Man Cui's mood, and he could even feel empathy.

"You can call the police."

"Call the police? Tell the police, can I see the ghost? Tell the police, his dead mother tells me that he killed her?"

Old Man Cui asked with a smile.

"You let it go."

Old Man Cui said to Zhou Ze.

at the same time,

Behind the old man Zhou appeared a creeping figure crawling on the ground. Beside that figure, the little girl stood there stunned. She was the most confused and ignorant.

The wound on the old lady's chest is still clearly visible, which makes her today very slow, but the hatred in her eyes is still so rich, especially when she sees her son hanging on the tree.

Your enemies are ready to surrender, and they are ready to end themselves after finishing their last wish.

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze thought it was so boring, and he was ready to take a punch, intending to wash himself off the psychological construction of shame last night, all of it became useless.

"I'm sorry, where the duty lies, I can't watch you kill."

Zhou Ze took the initiative to move forward.

"Do you need to be so pedantic?"

Old Man Cui looked at Zhou Ze, who was approaching, gritting his teeth and saying, "I can still control her now. Once I die first or she escapes, what trouble will you have, you don't know?"

"I am also responsible for ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm sorry."

Speaking,

Zhou Ze raised his fist and struck Cui old man.

Old Man Cui took a punch with Zhou Ze, and his body stepped back two steps, but also kicked subconsciously to Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze did not dodge, and this foot directly kicked Zhou Ze's calf.

"Oh…………"

Zhou Ze fell to the ground and hugged his chest. It was very difficult for me to be seriously injured.

"........." Old Man Choi.

"........." Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang came at this time and looked at Zhou Ze on the ground, reminding in a low voice: "He kicked your leg, you covered your chest."

Zhou Zebai gave Xu Qinglang a glance and explained exaggeratedly:

"This old man, so deep internal force!"