Chapter 698

"Bang!"

The two figures fell down from the hospital building together,

Hit the ground hard,

A piece of dust was raised.

The old man got up first, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck. "Creak" and twisted it back.

Officer Chen continued to lie on the ground, struggling, but for a time, he couldn't stand up.

"Give up, you're just a part of yourself. If your master comes, I don't dare to fart. How far away I can get.

I will also sing praises to you while running:

First there was Emperor Yao, then there was heaven, and the Dharma beast was even before Pangu!

But you just take a split projection and want to fuck me?

Hiss,

It's not impossible,

If it were me before,

It is estimated that it will be,

But this time,

Alas,

I want to play a big one. "

The old man raised his hands, began to cover his eyes, and jumped up:

"Cover your eyes, cover mine,

I can't see. Hey, I can't see! "

Toot your mouth,

The old man smiled,

"You came up for that policeman, didn't you? That policeman was really interesting. He was obviously a ghost, but he didn't see much ghost gas, and he was still bright.

Tut Tut,

Do you think you've been blindfolded for so many years, and you're a little sorry to be a mascot, so you want to do something to make up for it? "

"What are you going to do?"

Officer Chen asked crossly.

"Unfortunately, unfortunately, in the past, I wouldn't have done anything to him. People like him are quite appetizing to me.

Speaking of the right appetite, I suddenly remembered that I had another apprentice, who was also quite right for me at the beginning.

For his healthy growth,

I also deliberately killed his parents,

It can be said that he was extremely kind and righteous.

But

sorry,

People related to that bookstore,

This time,

All have to die. "

The old man stretched out his hand,

Pointing to officer Chen who was still lying on the ground,

"Now that you've stepped in, I can't let you go."

"Why did you spend so much time trying to kill them?"

"Ouch ouch, tut Tut, I forgot a lot of things, but in the only impression left, I seemed to die miserably last time.

So, this time I have to be careful, around, slowly.

I can even imagine the last time I showed up,

Complacent, as if everything was in control,

Think about the ending again,

Ah,

Now my face can still feel burning pain. "

"What on earth... Are you?"

"I've always wanted to know the answer to this question."

The old man grabbed his scalp with both hands and tore it off. A black horn grew out of his head, and he held it with one hand;

"Hum!"

This horn was broken off by him.

The old man walked to officer Chen,

Raise your hands,

"Poof!"

The black horn pierced the position of police officer Chen's shoulder blade,

Officer Chen let out a stuffy hum,

The red in his eyes began to fade.

"You just stay here. Don't mess with me. I know you have a lot of split projections, but I'm really lazy to continue inking with you.

Anyway, you are a high Dharma beast, whether blindfolded or not, you are worshipped by all peoples;

I'm just a gadget that doesn't even know who I am, and I don't even have a clay wax figure,

Why do you need to share common sense with me?

Yes, of course,

I still want to say to you,

Now that you are blind,

Sitting so high,

What? "

The old man stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to point to the top,

"Give you a face, the policeman, I'll deal with it last. After I clean up the cats, dogs, ghosts, snakes and gods in the bookstore, I'll catch the policeman. In your,

Oh, no,

In front of your noble Dharma beast,

Finish him with your own hands.

Take it for me, my cordial greetings to your master.

I'm really looking forward to your father's desperate appearance here to fight me. What if he can kill me completely?

The greatest pain in the world is not that it's not long to live,

But I want to die, but I can't die clean! "

The old man said,

Go straight to the other end of the road,

The sound is still reverberating around,

But the figure,

It has long disappeared.

………………

"Good morning, editor in chief."

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Xue Xiangkai nodded with several employees in the office, sat on his desk, picked up the manuscript sent by his editor last night and began to check it.

Some current political news or social news published in newspapers need his editor in chief to check and verify in person.

Today, the development of paper media has gradually entered a dead end. In the face of the emerging network media, they often appear very slow and embarrassed.

At present, in addition to the subscription task of relevant units being forced to show off, retail sales and individual user subscriptions on the market have been in a cliff like decline.

Newspapers have not done corresponding measures, but various constraints and problems in software and hardware can often make people very weak.

The year before last, an editor made a highly popular local official account himself. As a result, after the top management of the newspaper revealed his desire to take over, the editor resigned directly.

Xue Xiangkai yawned and poured himself a cup of coffee. The desk closest to the glass door of his office is empty now.

It was supposed to be a young editor surnamed Xu sitting there, but he was fired the day before yesterday.

Thinking of that young face with longing and dreams,

Xue Xiangkai shook his head helplessly,

Still too young, I want to make big news all day, but I lost my job, hehe.

Yesterday, a hospital sent a gift box to him,

Inside is a physiotherapy magnet placed on the bed. Of course, Xue Xiangkai is not interested in this. He also has points in his heart about the so-called magnetic therapy and what the hospital is doing.

What satisfied him was the balance of the bank card in the gift box and the promised newspaper advertising space for the next quarter.

Xue Xiangkai read the manuscript for a while, then got up and left the office to go to the toilet.

Squatted down in the pit of the compartment, holding a newspaper of today's newspaper in his hand.

Xue Xiangkai has developed and maintained a habit from childhood, that is, wiping with newspapers after going to the toilet.

Wiping newspapers was a very common phenomenon 20 years ago.

At that time, it was a luxury to wipe your ass with white and gentle papyrus.

Xue Xiangkai has always taken this opportunity to remind himself to remember bitterness and think sweetness. In fact, it is because he is used to the hardness and texture when wiping newspapers.

Squat,

Spread out the newspaper,

In fact, there is nothing to see,

Just pass the time casually.

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes..."

"Who!"

Xue Xiangkai shouted.

This voice is strange.

The sound outside disappeared. Xue Xiangkai frowned, lowered his head and continued to read the newspaper.

"You are blind. Hey, you are blind!"

"Who is sick?" Xue Xiangkai roared.

He has a high position in the newspaper, and there is no fear of swearing.

"Sick."

Xue Xiangkai continued to look down at the newspaper.

"Poop!"

Suddenly,

It seems that one hand suddenly clutched his legs,

Xue Xiangkai only felt that he had been turned upside down, and the back of his head hit the ceramic tile and fell to the ground.

He wanted to get up,

But his hands seemed to be fixed on the ground and could not move at all.

"Hua la..."

His newspaper, which he had just held in his hand for "wiping", danced at this time,

One by one, it fell on Xue Xiangkai's face,

meanwhile,

The toilet pipe on the other side of the squatting pit seems to have cracked,

A small column of water sprayed out,

Xue Xiangkai began to wet the stack of newspapers on his face.

Xue Xiangkai subconsciously shook his head and began to struggle, but because he couldn't move his hands and feet, he could only continue to bear it passively.

He felt unable to breathe,

My chest is getting more and more stuffy,

He wanted to call for help,

But I can't call it out.

In the end,

In this bathroom cubicle,

Xue Xiangkai lay on the ground, slowly, motionless.

"Another one is dead. Hey, hey, you can catch another one over there. Dead one, you can catch one, hey, hey."

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes..."

…………

The Taoist priest yawned,

He usually sleeps late in the library, but it's not as late as today. It's eight o'clock!

Where's the monkey?

"Monkey smash! Monkey smash!"

The Taoist shouted, but he didn't dare to shout too loudly.

Usually, when it's time, the monkey will come down and go back to the room with him. What's the matter today, sleeping with that silly mink?

The Taoist priest suddenly felt a sense of loss,

But I got up and looked for it,

He first went up the stairs and looked in his room. He didn't see the monkey.

When passing through the aisle, the old Taoist stopped at the door of the boss's room and asked in a low voice:

"Yingying, do you see the monkey smashing?"

The Taoist priest knew that sometimes when the boss fell asleep, Yingying just lay beside him and didn't sleep.

However,

This time Yingying didn't respond.

Are you all asleep?

The Taoist shook his head in doubt,

Hesitated for a moment,

Or reached out and pushed open the boss' bedroom door,

On the bed,

Empty!

Eh,

Didn't the boss go to bed with Yingying long ago?

The Taoist priest smashed his mouth,

Subconsciously rubbed the crotch,

Then he walked to Xu Qinglang's bedroom door and reached out and knocked:

"Lao Xu, boss, where have they gone?"

No one responded.

The Taoist priest opened the door,

Look inward with the probe,

The room was still empty.

Eh,

It's strange.

The Taoist priest ran to lawyer an's room again. Lawyer an was in Sichuan, but the little boy was there. As a result, there was still no one in the room.

There is no one in the room where the fox lives.

The Taoist priest felt wrong,

Put your hand on your crotch and take out your gun at any time... Oh no,

The preparation of Fuwen paper,

He walked to his room again.

Push open the door of your room again,

It was normal at first,

When the old Taoist walked in,

Suddenly I felt the wind was very strong,

The wind made him shake left and right for a while. Finally, he couldn't grasp the balance and fell on the ground.

"Hiss!"

The old Taoist took a breath,

The bottom of this ass looks like a large piece of broken stone,

It's so sour,

Tut tut.

Regardless of the pain below,

The Taoist priest opened his eyes and immediately looked around,

then,

He was completely confused.

He found himself,

Sitting on the top of a mountain,

There are cliffs all around!

"Mom, eh, Alzheimer's!"