Late Night Bookstore

Vol 3 Chapter 290: Violent!

PS: (Seriously inform, please eagerly publish chapter barrage, vomit hard! Now there are too few barrage, so the dragon can’t find something to copy, very distressed!)

The snowflakes on the TV continue to flicker, as if foreshadowing something,

Around it, there is absolute darkness and deadly numbness.

Zhou Ze sat on the sofa,

Staring at the TV screen,

This should be the performance of any normal person at this time, and boss Zhou is no exception.

And just now,

one hand,

Stick out from behind,

Put it on Zhou Ze's shoulder.

Very abrupt,

Without the slightest bedding,

The people sitting on the sofa were all focused on the TV, and did not expect what would happen behind them.

Zhou Ze's body tightened in an instant, and then he grabbed it with his backhand and fell forward!

This is an instinct. People's stress response in this sudden situation. After all, boss Zhou is a person who has seen the world. He has just gnawed so many ribs, and he will naturally not be scared to yell.

However, after exerting force, Zhou Ze's body slanted and almost fell over.

Because at this time, Zhou Ze held only one hand, and it did not have other arms, torso, etc. behind it. It was a hand, which was equal to the force Zhou Ze had just exerted, and it was all hit on cotton. on.

This is a woman's hand, with fine lines and visible capillaries, and a ring on one of the fingers.

Boss Zhou was not scared by this scene,

Instead, he put his hand in front of himself and began to look carefully.

He even proactively stretched his finger to tick on the ring finger of the other party,

Again in the palm of the opponent,

Like teasing,

It's like communicating.

In the still dark night,

A young man sitting on the sofa in the living room of the villa,

Looking closely at one hand,

This screen,

Enough to make people palpitate.

Fortunately, boss Zhou is not a pure ordinary person. At least in terms of "fear", as a person who once walked along Huangquan Road, his resistance level is indeed very high.

The question now is not whether he will be scared to death, will he be killed,

It's how you get out from here.

There is already a white bone spirit who has come to fight with himself, and then don't come up with any messy things.

Putting the other person's finger on his palm, Zhou Ze hopes that this hand can move, write to himself, leave a message or something.

What are your requirements, what are your grievances,

Quickly,

Officer...

amount,

This mission is yours!

Zhou Ze, who had a lot of experience ushering in the bookstore, was able to think about this in this regard.

In general, the deceased must have its obsession when staying in the sun. The pure kind of secondary school patients who don’t want to die as a ghost king and want to repair immortals often can’t do ghosts. Obediently went to **** and died.

There are quite a few similar books in Zhou Ze Bookstore, but in his own contact, Zhou Ze has never seen a ghost who wants to be a "Unified Hell" as a ghost king.

however,

This hand still didn't respond.

Zhou Ze reached out and patted on this hand, then put it on the coffee table and flicked it. This hand is purely a dead pig. It is not afraid of boiling water and does not bird you at all.

Since you are so "heart-stopping",

Why are you running out?

………………

"There are a lot of foreshadowings, a lot of nonsense, good water......... so boring, so loud..."

Here

Bai Yingying kept reading the book "Nose Tip Nightmare" in his hands.

The wicks under the seat of Buddha in "Big Story Westward Journey" can be refined,

Then as a zombie working in a bookstore,

Not to mention that Hongru is full of learning,

But at least it is the Expo Group Book.

Yingying really read a lot of this kind of novel book. During her lifetime in the Qing Dynasty, Mrs. Bai liked to secretly read some novels, but at that time it was regarded as a yin book, which is an influential reading.

Two hundred years have passed. Although non-influential readings are still not in the eyes of some people who think that B grid is high, they can at least be sold on the shelf of the bookstore.

This book,

how to say,

Good foreshadowing,

The introduction is well written,

But then,

Just write it well!

The white warbler is vomiting,

Please,

Why do you need so much physical description,

Why do you need so much mental activity,

Why do you need so much environment to pave the way,

You can just tell me what is going to happen!

And people are looking for pens. How can you see what ghost stories you made up here? You have to look at ghost stories. People might as well look at their boss!

At this point,

Grumpy stretched out his hand and tore a few pages in a row,

Call you water,

Tell you to drag,

Tell you to count words,

"hiss"

Hear the sound,

I tear it!

The place where Baiyingying tore happened to be the appearance of a black shadow, and began to put a hand on the protagonist's shoulder,

Then the contents of several consecutive papers were torn off.

Yingying's strength was still terrible, and the torn paper was crushed with a pinch.

This leads to a very tangled problem,

The plot of the place where boss Zhou is located,

After being violently torn by Yingying,

Fragment!

Because after the book was torn off by Yingying, the storyline was after the hand rested on the protagonist’s shoulder,

This hand is also scolding mother!

This hand: "Who am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?"

Who will tell me,

What should I do next?

What should I do?

So I don’t blame Zhou for holding the hand for a long time like a second lack, this hand still didn’t respond,

It is really confused at this time.

It was just the first appearance,

There are arms behind,

And shoulders,

There is still a body,

There are scary figures,

It is now left.

………………

"What about the pen? What about my pen?"

Yingying was violently tearing while reading.

She was looking for clues to the pen,

So I didn't have time to take a closer look, but just glance at it roughly. When I get to the useless plot, I tear two pieces of paper in a row.

Fortunately, physical novels have been considered short stories in the past two years. A novel may seem thick, but it is only two or three hundred thousand words.

If it’s the kind of great novels with 12 to 20 million words,

It is estimated that Yingying is not tearing open, and tearing can't be finished, it must be burned with fire!

………………

Boss Zhou put this hand down,

I touched my pocket,

Lighted a cigarette.

Take a deep breath,

Spit out the smoke ring.

Oh shit,

What the **** is this?

"Meow!"

A cat meow came from above,

Zhou Ze stood up sharply and looked up. The nails of both hands grew again. Although a small thumb nail had been broken, this was already the best way for Zhou Ze to defeat the enemy.

At the same time, the armor that has not been in the body for a long time also emerged again. The armor cannot be kept out all the time, otherwise the body will be hollowed out as if it is constantly falling "blue".

It is only useful when summoned in an emergency.

But in the next scene,

Boss Zhou was directly forced,

A dead cat,

This rope dropped from the neck,

Rocked down,

Shake it in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Zening was alert,

Facing this dead cat for about 20 minutes,

In the end, Zhou Ze's eyes were sore, and his feet were even numb,

One thing is finally determined,

This dead cat,

It's really just a dead cat.

One does not know what was the stimulus. It may be that his own wife and other wild cats ran away, so she couldn't think of a dead cat hanging.

Before hanging up,

It gave a very unwilling cry,

Like shouting: "I'm not alive!"

Then died.

Zhou Ze's mouth began to smoke,

What's so special...

What the **** is that?

I am your uncle!

Even if it’s you who’s doing it

Even if you are in doubt,

So can you be more professional! ! !

You throw a hand out,

You get a dead cat out,

What are you doing!

Behind?

Nothing behind!

Do you want to scare myself to death after making up my brain?

respect,

Is for each other!

"Click.........click.........click..."

It seems that I heard Zhou Ze's complaint,

It also seemed to respond to Zhou Ze’s dissatisfaction,

The Snowflake TV, which was very full before, has undergone different changes.

The black and white snowflakes in the TV set turned blood,

Immediately after,

Red blood started to drip from the TV,

Red carpet,

At the same time began to slowly spread out.

In the living room, there was a thick **** smell, which was disgusting.

Immediately after,

A man with a cracked skin and a chain on his body slowly grew larger from the TV set. Then, he stretched out his hand and pulled it on the TV shell, his body began to protrude.

Long horns on his head,

Bloody skin,

Some places are still purple,

Like a demon crawling out of hell,

But like Doraemon, who took a helicopter from a drawer, they crawled out of a television.

Zhou Ze's breath slowly hurried. Although this real demon, he really hasn't seen him, but the momentum exuded from the other party is stronger than the previous white bone essence by more than one level~www. wuxiaspot.com~ Honestly,

Without the consciousness in your body, you can help yourself,

When faced with such an opponent, boss Zhou inevitably made a bit of a guilty conscience.

The day of hanging is still very good, at least you have confidence in your heart.

Stay in line,

ready,

Stare at each other patiently.

The other party smiled while looking at Zhou Ze,

Slowly began to turn out,

First the head,

Then the neck,

Then came the shoulder...

………………