Chapter 121

For a long time, Zhou Ze has never seen Bai Yingying fight. Bai Yingying's daily work is actually cleaning up, working as a salesman, eating chicken and sleeping with her.

But Zhou Ze never forgot the scene when he and Xu Qinglang faced the white warbler after waking up for the first time.

Why is the white warbler so clever?

It's because I've been plugged in.

But that doesn't mean that she really became a little quail. For example, Zhou Ze saw the warbler playing the game last time. Her essence is not a soft paper.

Zombies, after all, are zombies. Some fierce factors branded on the bottom of their bones will not be wiped out. Just like what Zhou Ze will do after "drinking segments", in fact, he has no consciousness.

If the zombies are really cute and docile babies, when Mrs. Bai went to hell, she would not specially order Zhou Ze to burn her body with bamboo in the next winter clothing festival.

That old man, in small Lori's mouth is "corpse spirit". Zhou Ze doesn't know what the word means, but it can probably be figured out that it's not as good as a real zombie.

At least, Bai Yingying can't take a plastic bag and suddenly break her fingers. She can't keep running disgusting sour water all over her body. If Bai Yingying does the same, Zhou zening would like to sleep in the freezer with her.

Even when the winter clothing festival comes, Zhou Ze will not hesitate to burn the white warbler to sacrifice to heaven.

So, after all, it's a society of looking at the face. Many people will say "the most important thing is inside" when they get hurt in the beauty contest;

but in fact, even if you die, it's also very important to have the beauty.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "

There are roars in the kitchen,

the floor is smashed and cracked,

the wall is smashed and sunken,

the battle between two corpses, each force is infinite, and the movement will not be small, but it can be seen that the white warbler has taken the lead, and even has spare power.

Moreover, the old man had been hit hard by little Lori once before.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the white Yingying directly threw the old man to the ground. For a while, the juice splashed.

The old man's body, already broken, looks like a skeleton sailor in Pirates of the Caribbean. There are only two pieces of meat left on his body.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!!!"

Just at this time, Lao Dao, who had been looking at the appearance of the porch, finally came in, clapped and cheered for the white warbler and shouted that you are the fattest.

"Sasha......."

Dragging the old man's body, the white warbler came out of the kitchen, leaving several green marks on the tiles that the old man glided past.

But he's not dead. He's not dead.

No matter what else, just looking at his vitality is horrible enough.

And the warbler is just like a cute little suckling dog,

at the command of Zhou Ze,

she rushes out, pours down the prey, then drags the prey to Zhou Ze, and respects her.

Zhou Ze squatted down in front of the old man. He looked at the old man, and the old man looked at him.

"You You're a ghost too... "

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Blind ghost"

The old man spat at Zhou Ze. If he didn't have skin on his chin, he would have to have two thick phlegm.

"I've always been curious about one thing. When I was in the hospital that day, were you watching?"

"I'm not here." The old man replied, "so People in the hospital By you Dizzy? "

Zhou Ze didn't answer.

"Those people It's scum... " The old man repeated.

"Well." Zhou Ze agreed.

"Dregs, kill and eat!" The old man said stubbornly, "God let me not die through Just let me Let me clean up Clean them up. "

"What about him?" Zhou Ze points to Wang Ke, who is in a coma.

The old man hesitated for a moment. After being beaten by Bai Yingying, his anger also decreased a lot.

So, when you're in a bad mood, you can go to the pool hall or dance hall on the street and play a wave of nose shit at those guys who have tattoos or look like they're flowing together. Then you'll be in a good mood.

"I don't know..." The old man replied.

In that case, Wang Ke was able to explain frankly that he was still explaining himself when facing his life threat. In fact, he was able to explain the problem.

Either this cargo has long put life and death aside, and is not afraid of death at all. Or, even if he had a clear conscience, he could die, but he could not buckle a shit pot on my head.

"But you are going to kill him and cook meat. You are addicted to eating people." Zhou Ze said with a smile.

The old man stopped talking."You said that God didn't let you die. I don't know why. It made you look like you're not a ghost. It's God who will give you great responsibility.

I also admit that the scum in that hospital, even I want them to go to hell early to report.

But you've developed a habit in the end, and you don't care whether you're killing the right or wrong, because you're addicted to that feeling.

I once heard the story of a foreign prosecutor who arrested some illegal corrupt officials in the early years and made a great reputation. Later, in order to maintain this feeling, he even deliberately planted illegal means to frame some high-ranking officials to achieve his reputation. In fact, it's the same as you. "

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and patted the old man gently on his face. Then he regretted his move and put his hand on the old trousers to wipe.

“…………” Lao Dao.

"When you look at the abyss, the abyss also looks at you;

it's just that you haven't noticed."

Zhou Ze slowly stood up. "Well, you're tired of hearing so much. It's time for you to go on the road earlier."

"I don't agree Me and my family Suffering And persecution Why no one No one cares Me and my family... "

Zhou Ze made an interrupted gesture and shook his head,

"I can guess that your story should be very sad and tragic. I'm sure you've been poisoned by that hospital. When the story is told, you must be sad.

But pity and suffering can't be the reason for your violence,

because in this world, there are more poor people and more people who have suffered; most people are overcoming the suffering and facing the new life with a positive attitude.

Even if someone abandons himself, it's only his own business. He didn't hurt others and suffered alone.

So, what's special about you?

It's not a reason, it will never be. "

When the old man heard the words, he was silent.

"So, one of the programs that I hate most is the one where journalists go to interview murderers. In the program, they are always confessing, always complaining about how miserable their life was and how miserable they were before.

Even the prison authorities and journalists will contact the families of the victims so that they can forgive the criminals, so that the criminals can better accept the transformation and become new people.

How beautiful?

How touching?

They even have to deprive the victims' families of the right to "hate".

But unfortunately, this program has been very popular. After all, there are many people who like to stand on the moral high ground and shit

After talking to himself for a while, Zhou Ze looked at the old man again and said, "I have said so much, and I want to collect more money. Now the higher funeral parlor also provides psychological massage service for family members. This is also an additional service. When you go down, give more paper money, OK?"

The old man slowly closed his eyes and sighed.

"Do you still have a soul? Or consciousness group or something. After all, you are not a serious zombie. Now, out of your body, I'll send you to hell. "

The old man put down his low hand. It seemed that he had given up his life. As for whether he had been relieved, Zhou Ze did not know or care.

However,

in the next moment,

the old man's body suddenly pulled out, his nearly broken neck was raised, his tusks were opened, and he bit Zhou Ze's body!

"Poof!"

Zhou Ze didn't move, but his fingernails stabbed directly into the old man's body, and the black air around his fingernails began to rage wildly in the old man's body, which was a kind of torture beyond the ordinary sense, and even a blow to the old man's body by the white warbler before the explosion.

Before the old man bit Zhou Ze's mouth, he howled directly. He was in great pain. He prayed for Zhou Ze to draw out his nails.

But Zhou Ze did not move, calmly watching the old man in front of himself in agony.

Obviously, Zhou Ze has been talking nonsense for such a long time, and the psychological massage has been dispelled for such a long time, but it is still useless.

This is also enough to see that the program to explore the inner pity and sunshine of murderers is useless. Many people are impulsive and hate, but normally they don't kill innocent people in the name of impulse and anger. Once they do, they are not human beings, but animals.

"In fact, I don't hate you as much as I thought." Zhou Ze said lightly, "but you can't control yourself. After all, you are not the knight to kill the devil, or even, you have become the devil waiting for the knight to kill."

Under the pressure of Zhou Ze's fingernails, a black light group came out of the old man's body.

Zhou Ze opens the door to hell, reaches for the light and throws it in.

Zhou Ze didn't break up the old man's soul, but also let him go to hell, leaving a chance. It's not all because he was reluctant to make achievements, but because he was at the door of the hospital at the beginning, in fact, he had the idea of killing people with a knife.However, Zhou Ze still habitually reached out his hand and took out his own little book. Then, Zhou Ze's eyes immediately stared straight!

Wipe!

Performance sheet shows: 50%!

That is to say, the old man's single performance is comparable to the sum of all the ghost performances he sent down before!

Zhou Ze has some regrets. He knew he was not in a hurry to send him down. He should first ask if he had any other people in the same way and if he also hid in the city.

One side of little Lori, still kneeling on the ground, watching Zhou Ze take out a small book, her face showed a look of horror.

The point of shock is not only the certificate itself, but the thing behind the book!

She suddenly remembered what the faceless woman said to herself when she was in the underworld shop: in her eyes, the prey in their eyes was far less heavy than that guy in the whole city!

At this time, Wang Ke's wife suddenly came over with a knife, fork and plate, squatted down beside the old man's broken body, cut off the meat with a knife, put it in the plate, and then insert the meat with a fork, ready to deliver it to her mouth.

Lao Dao responded quickly and stopped her. She was still struggling, shouting:

"let me eat, let me eat, let me eat..."

Zhou Ze went to little Lori, looked at little Lori kneeling on the ground, looked at Wang Ke's wife again, and his eyes showed a little bright color,

he asked:

"is your mother sick?"