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Vol 3 Chapter 469: Kill someone, or kill yourself?

Chapter 469 Killing or killing yourself?

"how is the taste…………"

"not bad."

Zhou Ze's chest began to fluctuate. He shook his head like a drunk man, his head was dizzy and uncomfortable. It felt like a dream, like his own consciousness was being torn.

subconsciously,

Zhou Ze started to move forward,

The nails of both hands are very long, and the end of the nails hangs down on the ground.

while walking,

As if in the backyard of this hotel,

Everyone else disappeared,

Only one person is left.

This is a very strange feeling,

It’s a bit like you’re driving tired, and when you wake up, you’ve driven a long distance, and you don’t remember whether you are speeding or looking at the traffic lights.

You will be afraid after starting,

If something just happened accidentally, you might really hit someone.

Many drivers have had this experience,

It was a moment when my brain seemed to be in a "sleep" state, but what I should do at hand was actually done.

Zhou Ze is now like this. He doesn't look at the four Xuzhou local ghosts standing in front of him, but just walks towards them. He is still thinking about his things, even at this time, it is very outdated.

But I just can't control myself.

"Let's go together!"

The female ghost with black aperture shouted.

In this situation,

In fact, retreating and escaping are the most correct choices, if from the perspective of keeping the body safe.

But not all ghosts are willing to live like the gang of paper people floating on the water near Huxin Pavilion.

Everyone can enjoy it,

Also think about it.

Especially when a companion on his side has died and the other party has clearly identified himself as a ghost in another city, if he leaves in this way, he will never be able to raise his head in this circle.

the most important,

Or is it because the other party's comer is not good, first attack, then kill the ghost, and make clear the posture of making things big, if even the old man is caught or killed, this matter stabs to the top.

These local ghosts in Xuzhou are also inseparable.

Even if it doesn’t die here,

There will also be messengers of the **** coming out of **** to arrest them for questioning.

These gangs of local ghosts in Xuzhou are already grasshoppers tied to a rope with the old man with sunglasses.

This was also forced by Zhou Ze’s attitude,

This may be why most politicians like to negotiate privately to reach an agreement,

Because once things are on the bright side,

It means that both sides no longer have a retreat.

But you want Zhou Ze to honestly contact the local ghost messenger and slowly persuade them with emotion and reason, or bargain for the old man with sunglasses to make some blood to compensate for his loss in Tongcheng.

Not realistic,

Boss Zhou came to fight very purely,

Come out,

Came to vent,

If you are still arrogant and negligent to bargain,

How much suffocation?

These things are not unknown to the bookstore, but Attorney An has deliberately helped his boss and helped to make the whole thing the most radical.

but,

When I saw the big fairies around me controlling the second suit man,

At the corner of lawyer Yin'an's eyes, Yu Guang looked away,

The boss is slowly walking forward,

This feeling made Lawyer An feel a little strange, but he still focused on the things in front of him!

"Yinji orderly, ruthless ruthless, broken!"

The remaining four local ghosts,

Three of them rushed to Zhou Ze,

The woman in leather pants hesitated a little and rushed up.

She was scared and worried that the Tongcheng police officer in police uniform was also watching nearby, but "fear" could not solve the problem, especially in the case of losing a companion at this time, if she hesitated again, it was equal to yes The three companions who pit themselves are also pits themselves.

Four ghosts,

Rushed together,

But Zhou Ze was still walking slowly,

Even the footsteps have not changed.

He was a little puzzled,

I feel like something is wrong,

But what is the problem,

He hasn't figured it out yet,

So I can only continue to think about it.

Inside him,

Shabi is still suspended there,

It sticks to its mission and mission;

in fact,

It's a shame that because of Zhou Ze's own reasons, after approving the Lord, the only thing it can do is seal it.

It can be said that if it did not happen to happen to it,

In the way that Boss Zhou used to play the plug-in indiscriminately, he didn’t want any money,

It is hard to say whether Zhou Xianyu is still there.

The word "seal" below is still bright and firm, exuding a dignified atmosphere;

But under the word "seal",

That face,

It gradually revealed a haze of sarcasm.

"town!"

The female ghost with a black aperture in her eyes almost shouted,

This time,

There was blood dripping from the corners of her eyes,

With the first lesson, this time she stepped up her efforts and even exceeded her usual tolerance!

"ban!"

A male ghost spread his hands apart, and the white silk thread flowed out. This silk thread was very sharp, and there were tears when he was floating in the air.

The difference between a woman in leather pants and another male ghost is divided into two ways,

At the same time attacked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze felt like countless flies were "buzzing" by his ears,

Very annoying,

Very uncomfortable,

But it can't drive away.

Immediately afterwards, a fishing net enveloped it.

Sticky,

Cici,

Very strange feeling.

"He was **** by me!"

Shouted the male ghost holding the thread,

In his perspective,

Zhou Ze's whole body has been trapped and locked by his silk thread, and has become a turtle in the urn!

"Close!!"

The male ghost shouted,

Spread your hands,

For a while,

The thread tied to Zhou Ze began to shrink quickly.

These silk threads are very sharp and very stiff, even if the rocks here will be instantly cut into countless pieces, not to mention the flesh and blood?

So sticky,

What the hell?

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Open your eyes,

In sight,

He found himself in a formalin container,

Like a general teacher in a medical school.

A man in a white coat looks exactly like himself standing in front of him,

There are blood stains on his gloves,

Hold gauze in the left hand and surgical forceps in the right hand.

He is looking at himself,

And I was in Formalin.

Are all familiar scenes,

Simultaneously,

They are all familiar tastes.

Zhou Ze knows that these two are themselves.

One is the past,

One is the present self.

"I'm tired."

Said the white coat.

"Ok."

Zhou Ze responded.

Yes,

Tired,

Coming out of the orphanage,

Endure the indifference of society, endure the humbleness of his own background, endure the envy of watching other parents' company, endure the constraints of living expenses, endure the depression of going to work to earn tuition and living expenses in winter and summer vacations;

I endured the frustration of refusing to subsidize the poor students to curl up in a corner and silently calling myself stupid.

Endured to work hard all the time, and work hard all the time,

Tighten your clockwork all the time, with no room for rest.

Climb up in the hospital, technically climb up,

In his early thirties, he worked hard to buy a small house with a set of two, and drained all his savings.

so tired,

I really want to rest...

Zhou Ze in a white coat clenched the surgical forceps in his hand and pierced down against lying Zhou Ze.

But the pliers didn’t go in,

Instead, he stopped near the epidermis.

"Wow!"

Zhou Ze sat up from formalin,

Spread your hands,

"You are tired, rest..."

Zhou Ze in a white coat put the pliers in Zhou Ze's hands,

Zhou Ze stood up,

Walked out of formalin,

Clenching the pliers with one hand,

Directly plunged into the white coat in front of you!

"Close!!"

however,

What shocked the male ghost was that

The silk thread that he has always been proud of did not completely shred the opponent's body,

even,

Even the opponent's skin is not pierced!

How can it be!

If you look closely at close range,

You can see a dark blue color on Zhou Ze's body skin,

The whole person seems to be slightly leaner,

Corner of mouth,

There is a slight bulge,

Fangs hidden underneath!

Zombie flesh,

Immortal!

The silk thread was tight, but it couldn't go any further!

"boss!"

Seeing this scene in the distance, Yingying shouted and saw that her boss was trapped and was about to rush over, but the red shadow on her body followed her, making her footsteps slow down suddenly.

"Ahhhhhhhh! I'm going to die for the old lady!!!!!!"

Yingying was furious,

The hair began to flutter,

The black hair was turned into a dazzling white,

The lovely face is directly covered by the cold,

Her nails are blue, and at this moment she is entangled,

Tear this red shadow directly from himself.

In the red shadow, there seemed to be an old lady who was screaming, but she was still entangled in Yingying without letting go.

"Lying trough, the boss is going to hang up!"

Across the pond, the old man screamed, he touched the crotch, there was no rune, there was no time for the rune, and he would not float on the iron palm.

Lawyer An's eyes narrowed, and after breaking the second shadow, he rushed forward.

He hoped that Zhou Zexiong would rise,

But I don't want Zhou Ze to be in the process of rising.

Damn it!

The woman in leather pants is close to one of her companions,

A layer of frost has appeared on the palms of women's leather pants,

And her companion is a step faster,

Dark lightning is brewing in the palm of your hand,

He greeted the head of Zhou Ze who was bound there motionlessly!

Women in leather pants can make up for the next picture of Zhou Ze’s head bursting like a watermelon falling to the ground~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But at this time,

A crisp click of "click" came,

The female body in leather pants shivered and subconsciously slowed down her speed.

Zhou Ze is like a ghost,

Xian Ting Shibu generally broke the shackles of silk,

Then one step forward,

Reaching forward lightly.

"puff!"

The companion's palm thunder is still holding high,

But Zhou Ze's five nails completely penetrated his chest.

"You're tired, just rest, the last life, has passed, right?

Good

have a rest. "

In the dark,

It seems that only Zhou Ze and himself in a white coat in front of him,

Zhou Zeyu clenched the surgical forceps,

The surgical forceps have penetrated the other person’s chest,

"have a rest…………"

Zhou Ze sighed,

Raise your arms,

"puff!"

The surgical forceps turned into a sharp dagger, directly dividing the white coat in front of him in half, and then the white coat began to dissipate slowly,

It dissipated with a smile and ease.

In the backyard of the hotel,

Zhou Ze, who just pierced his chest with five nails,

Your fingers turn gently,

A blood line appeared from bottom to top,

All the way to the forehead of this ghost,

next moment,

Zhou Ze was still standing still,

And people keep the movement of piercing nails

And the ghost in front of him,

Already cut in half,

Two bodies,