Chapter 357

Later in the middle of the night, a visitor came to the study. It was the ghost of an old woman.

Lao Dao is responsible for the business of emotional communication and psychological counseling,

Xu Qinglang prepares cold dishes and old rice wine,

Zhou Ze is ready to send people on the road to collect performance.

The dead waiter, who was sitting at the door, took a deep breath and stood up slowly. He first turned around and looked at the busy people in the bookstore, then walked out of the bookstore.

Death attendants seldom go out. For him, it's of no great significance not to go out. Moreover, although he went out this time, he didn't go far.

That is to say, I went to the Internet cafe across the street.

With one hand on the wall,

walked up slowly,

sniffed and sniffed constantly,

was a little confused and a little intoxicated.

Blessing of the library, he is dressed normally, so although the posture of climbing the stairs is a little slow, but the people who come and go don't think there is anything unusual.

It's really inspirational to come to the Internet when you are sick.

The dead man did not stay on the second floor, but went straight up to the third floor.

The door on the third floor is locked. Below is the Internet cafe business area. Here is the living area.

The dead waiter bent down and tried to look inside with his eyes through the keyhole. Of course, he could not see anything. But he sniffed at the edge of the door with his nose, opened his mouth and licked his tongue.

He wants to open the door,

but it's a high-quality security door.

He doesn't have the best nails for thieves like his own boss.

After hesitation,

he did not choose the original way to return,

instead, he climbed out of the ventilation window at the corner of the stairs.

Late at night, there are not many people on the road,

he crawls on the wall like a gecko,

although the speed is slow, it is steady.

He came to the window,

the window was unlocked and still open.

After entering from the window, the dead man sniffed again, and his saliva began to drip out.

The curtain was opened. Inside were dense glass and ceramic jars. All kinds of insects crawled around.

A dead waiter is like a child who enters a candy house where no one is left behind after the door is closed.

Those terrible insects are charming sugar beans in his eyes,

chew them up,

crunch them.

Take another centipede in your hand. It's like eating Snickers. The more you eat, the more excited you are. The more you eat, the more you can't stop.

Just then, the door was opened.

Qu Mingming comes in,

stretches,

then,

he is stunned.

"Who are you?"

Qu Mingming shouted, and then he saw the empty open pot, his heart suddenly tightened, and then began to drip blood.

He spent a lot of time to cultivate these insects, just like some people like to collect luxury cars, others like to collect them by hand and he likes to collect them.

These,

are all his efforts,

are his treasures,

are his temples for deep night aftertaste and self satisfaction!

With a hissing sound,

a lizard like reptile was sucked into his mouth, like eating a piece of spaghetti.

The dead waiter is not sure, so he handed a bug in his hand to Qu Mingming?

Qu Mingming gets angry,

then takes out his mobile phone,

dials his sister's phone.

Soon,

Qu Zhen came up.

Similarly,

she was shocked to see the dead man eating insects there.

Because the dead waiter just changed his leather bag, and he doesn't go out of the bookstore on weekdays, and brother and sister Qu Mingming have little contact with the bookstore recently, so they don't know the identity of the dead waiter.

But look at the scene where the goods are eating worms,

and even now they are just like an innocent person,

the fool also knows that this person is not simple.

"Really, get him under control." Said Qu Mingming.

Qu Zhenzhen nodded and walked forward. A bug began to come out of her ear and climb to her back brain. The mouthparts of the bug began to stab her back brain.

Qu Zhenzhen's body began to shake slowly, his muscles became prominent and his breath became strong.This is a way to stimulate human potential.

But when the dead waiter who was still eating insects saw the real change of the canal,

didn't be afraid,

instead, he took the initiative to come over,

a person,

is full of worms on his body and in his body,

is like a sweet sugar gourd on a straw pole!

This kind of inducement,,,, perplexity,

death attendants really can't resist.

Qu Zhenzhen rushes up, while Qu Mingming is standing behind. He didn't rush up to fight with the dead man at the first time because he is calm.

He is not good at fighting and doesn't know much Kung Fu. As for his younger sister, because of her poor health when she was young, she was allowed to practice martial arts when she was young at home. Although this didn't prevent her from getting sick, her potential has broken through the limits that ordinary people can understand to a certain extent since she used the method of cultivating Gu to keep her younger sister alive.

Of course, this kind of limit,

can't be compared with those perverts in the opposite bookstore.

"Bang!"

Qu Zhenzhen put the dead man on the ground face to face, put his knees on the dead man's neck, put his hands on the dead man's shoulders, and take off the strength of his arms.

In this way, the dead waiter is pressed under his body,

but he does not feel pain,

nor insulted,

on the contrary,

he is still giggling at Qu Zhen,

in his eyes,

there is no difference between the delicious girls and the beautiful girls in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Take off his shoulders."

Qu Mingming came over.

At present, heartache is heartache for insects, but he has not been overwhelmed by this kind of heartache. As a doctor, especially a genuine traditional Chinese medicine, that kind of self-cultivation must have been home for a long time.

Qu Zhenzhen grabs the dead man's next door with one hand and unloads the other's joints with the other.

With only two clicks,

the dead man's arm was removed and the arm was sagged down on both sides of his body.

"Who are you?"

Qu Mingming squatted down beside and asked.

The dead waiter didn't answer. He just smashed his mouth. He wanted to eat. He wanted to eat insects. All the insects here are good.

Qu Zhen took a look at his brother and made a neck cutting.

At the beginning, because of the quarrel, Qu Zhenzhen once put insects on the other side and tried to take the other side's life in vain. If it wasn't stopped by Zhou Ze, the poisoned woman would have died.

Moreover,

it's hard for you to expect a person who has insects crawling all over the body all the time,

will kill people,

how important it is.

Qu Mingming shakes his head. The doctor's parents are not willing to hurt people's lives.

But this guy has eaten so many poisonous insects, and he is just like nobody else, so he must not be a casual lunatic.

How to deal with it?

At the same time,

the death attendant suddenly broke free from the shackles of Qu Zhen. Qu Zhen, who thought that he could not move without removing his arm joints, just relaxed his vigilance.

for a while,

Qu Zhen was overturned on the ground by the death attendant, and the arm that had just collapsed suddenly returned to normal. His hands pressed Qu Zhen's hands, Tongue out, into the canal really ears, began to pull out insects out to eat.

Qu Mingming is stunned for a moment,

immediately reaches out to drag down the dead man, but he is still unmoved.

Today, this insect is so delicious. It's like a poor farmer who has been starving all of a sudden was invited to eat all the people's seats. He can't hold his mouth.

"It's true to kill him!"

At this time, Qu Mingming did not dare to have any more benevolence.

Qu Mingming let out a low roar and made efforts at his waist. He kicked the dead waiter away directly, then rushed to him, grabbed each other's neck, climbed up with two legs like two water snakes, and directly twisted each other's neck.

The death attendant fell back and fell heavily on the ground.

But Qu Mingming is shocked to find that the hands of the other side are still shaking!

He,

is not dead!

Qu Mingming got up, quickly went to the cupboard to get the alcohol, sprinkled it on the dead man, and then took out the lighter, which was intended to destroy the body directly at home.

"Close the window." Qu Mingming shouted to his sister.

Qu Zhenzhen immediately went to close the window. At this time, she noticed that the old way in the opposite study came out, like a pet lost at home, calling its name.The lighter caught fire and was thrown straight up.

The fire broke out in a flash.

Qu Mingming didn't expect that he would be so crazy one day. He started to burn people in his own home.

of course,

he also knew that the

in front of him was not a normal living person in a strict sense.

However,

the fire has just risen,

his neck has been twisted,

his face has been running to his back, and the dead man has opened his eyes abruptly,

his hands have begun to nip the marks in a strange way,

his mouth has sent out obscure syllables,

the speed is extremely fast,

he is very skilled,

a cloudy wind blows,

the problem is that The window has just been closed, and the door has also been closed.

Where is the wind coming from?

But the wind really came,

and it was put out immediately after the fire started, and the solid alcohol on the dead man didn't even burn completely.

The dead man slowly stood up, facing his brother and sister Qu Mingming, but his face was still behind him.

Hold your hands up,

hold your head,

just hear a "clicking" bone friction sound,

the dead man finally straightens his head.

However,

the Deacon didn't attack Qu Zhenzhen,

didn't rush to eat insects,

instead, he kept changing his fingerprints on his own,

he was a little confused,

just got it out by himself,

what is it?

It seems to be very powerful.

But now why don't you remember?

Scratching his head,

he was a little angry with himself,

he just sat down,

he continued to draw the handprints,

he completely took the enemy like Qu Mingming and Qu Zhenzhen's brother and sister as the air.

When he was in a hurry,

could not copy his performance,

this made him more and more impatient,

in a hurry,

even began to swear:

"baga!"

Later,

the deacon was stunned again. What does "baga" mean?

Why should I scold this?

What's the matter with me today?

it's so strange,

I'm so angry!