Chapter 1069

"How can I bear to blame you for making a mistake? It's because I have set you free and let you feel more lonely..."

Zhang Xinzhe's beautiful voice reverberates in the library, along with the aroma of coffee and the bright sunshine in the morning, the taste of life is well decorated.

Outside, the hustle and bustle of the crowd, to this South Street day after day to inject vitality.

Last night's rest was not very good, which led to Zhou Ze's impatience even if he was lying in his favorite position.

Or the most familiar Cat Shit coffee, the most neatly ironed newspaper, but can not cover up the mood at this time.

In his last life, Zhou Ze heard a story about how prisoners who were sentenced to death felt at the end of their lives.

Now, boss Zhou realized that feeling.

Xuanyuan sword is on the surface, representing a kind of despair, even from ancient times to the present, it is the best *, and in the face of the pressure of Xuanyuan sword, it has to choose "Dutch act".

It's like the desperation of those who deserve death penalty in the face of the people's trial.

After rubbing his brow and heart,

took a sip of coffee,

just at this time, Lao Dao came back with a broom on his shoulder,

since he cured the son's "disease" last time, Lao Dao's popularity and status in their circle of environmental sanitation workers have been promoted again.

Nothing else, as long as he wants to learn from the west to organize a strike of sanitation workers to seek better welfare treatment, that is also a word.

Through the city,

sanitation,

I am the king!

"Lao Dao, sit down."

"Oh, yes, boss."

Lao Dao sat down opposite Zhou Ze.

The little monkey came out with a wet towel in his hand.

Lao Dao took the towel and began to wipe his sweat.

"Ask you something."

"Well, ask, boss."

"Yes..."

Mouth opened, but do not know how to ask.

Because Zhou Ze knows that the old way can't answer this question, but how to switch the old way to the one who can answer the question seems to have no effective way?

It's hard not to be successful,

now directly kick the old Taoist to the ground, try to kill him, and see if you can stimulate the small universe?

But in case the Taoist priest is not inspired and is killed by his own direct play, what should he do?

With his fingers on his forehead,

Zhou felt that his head was starting to hurt again.

"Boss, are you sick?"

Lao Dao asked with concern.

"Well, Lao Dao, do you usually dream?"

"Do it, often."

"For example?"

"For example, big sister, hehe hehe."

"I haven't had a dream like that. It's the kind with scabbard or sword coming to you?"

"Well? No, boss, I don't collect antiques or like to play swords. How can I have that dream?

as the saying goes, I have a dream when I think about it

Zhou Ze nodded and waved, "OK, you can do it."

"All right, boss."

The coffee on the coffee table was picked up and consumed.

Warbler and warbler came to renew their coffee.

Later, Yingying goes to the back of zhouze sofa and reaches out to massage zhouze's head.

She won't ask you what's bothering you, and she won't want to share the so-called secret. She just stands by you when you need her.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes and enjoyed the massage.

"well, Ying Ying has recently started using perfume?"

"Xu Niang Niang sent his own perfume."

"Oh."

"Boss, does it smell good?"

"Not bad."

"Squeak..."

The sharp friction sound of the engine gear and the tear caused by the crazy close contact between the car tire and the ground;

and then,

lawyer an and the little boy got off the car.

Lawyer an holds a blood gourd, and the little boy also holds a blood gourd. They rush into the bookstore in the same fashion.

Zhou Ze sat up straight subconsciously, and lawyer an and his team who went to Xuzhou to carry out the action of "saving soldiers from Gengchen" came back.

Zhou Ze remembers that before he left, the lawyer had promised himself that he would die if he was in danger. In this case, there would be a result of losing the battle at the expense of others, which means there must be something unexpected.

Zhou Ze got up, went to the side and looked.

There are several obvious blood holes in little Lori. Although she has been bandaged, there is still black blood overflowing constantly. The blood presents a particularly unpleasant smell, like the original smell of three days and three nights soaked in the garbage.Gengchen is still the baby's body. There is a terrible wound in the position of the navel eye. It is the same. Black blood spills from time to time.

"Is it, polluted?"

Zhou Ze asked with a frown.

"Boss, I can't stop the blood." Lawyer an grabs his hair and looks worried.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze helplessly.

Along the way, they have been trying various methods of hemostasis, but they can't succeed. Even if you forcibly block one of the wounds, the wounded will split another wound on their own.

"Send it to the next pharmacy. Let them do a QingChuang first. I'll take care of it."

It's a tough injury, but it's not as fast as farting. Of course, if we don't deal with it, the body must be wasted.

At the same time, there is a very strange thing, that is, whether it is little Laurie or Gengchen, their souls seem to be locked in this body.

YingYing and Laodao are responsible for sending them to the next drugstore.

lawyer an came to zhouze and wanted to say something, but zhouze covered his nose and waved his hand. Some of them said: "if it's a big thing, take a bath."

“…………” Lawyer Ann.

On the premise of not affecting the overall situation, pay attention to it or try to pay attention to it as much as possible, which can make your life more quality;

because not paying attention to it will gradually become accommodation.

Zhou Ze went to the drugstore next door. There are three male doctors in the drugstore. They can take charge of some simple operations. The other is to draw water and prescribe medicine.

They are like three puppets who have been "polished" by life. At least in this drugstore, no matter how strange the patients are, they can be used to it.

After QingChuang finished, they left the operating room silently, without asking or spreading rumors.

Of course, their life is still the same, that is to say, when they are in the drugstore, they will become "disapproved" because of the influence of the book house next door.

Zhou Ze didn't change his white coat. The real problem of this kind of operation is no longer to deal with the wound, because whether it's xiaoluoli or Gengchen, their psychological tenacity is no problem even if they go to learn Guan Gong's bone scraping therapy.

The most important thing is to remove the source of infection from the wound.

At this time, lawyer an and the little boy pushed the door open and came in.

they took a bath and changed their white coats.

The little boy's white coat is too big. It looks like a dress when it is dragged on the ground.

"Boss, can we solve it?"

Lawyer Ann asked.

The little boy also stared at Zhou Ze seriously.

"It's not a big problem. Tell me what's going on."

Zhou Ze first stabbed his fingernails into little Lori's abdomen, and the evil spirit began to flow slowly, and at the same time, he began to carry the strength of some nearby characteristics.

The whole process is nothing more than to seduce them first and then encourage them to come out of the wall;

generally speaking, the evil power of evil has a strong attraction for these things.

It didn't take long for the pollution source in little Lori to be hooked.

Zhou Ze yanked out his fingernails, and a black streak of blood rushed out and splashed on the ceiling. The ceiling that had just been redecorated a few days ago began to crack and turn yellow.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips, looked up for a while, then bowed his head and began to sew up the wound and bandage for little Lori.

"I've heard that using a beauty needle can make the scar smaller?"

The little boy came up and said.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

looked at the little boy,

looked at little Lori again,

immediately,

showed an expression of looking at animals,

asked:

"does Wang Ke know?"

………………

In the room of the Internet cafe opposite the study,

Qing just came out with a bath.

She's wearing a red skirt. It's very lovely and has temperament.

It has to be said that Liu Chuyu's level of buying clothes is really good. He is also a person who can dress up and understand life.

Compared with Qing,

her two little friends are a little sad,

Liang Heyou is sitting beside the bed in briefs,

her expression is indifferent, indifferent and indifferent.

The clothes are dirty and torn, but there are no new clothes.

"I've let him buy you clothes. It's my fault."

Qing goes to the table, pours a glass of water and drinks it by himself.

"This time, the deficit is a little big." Said Liang.

"And why didn't he kill her!" You are a little reluctant.

because they knew that if the woman died, the ghost of that bookstore would inherit the power of *.

At that time, whether it is to use or to eat, it is a huge wealth!Qing shook his head and said:

"we are his men now. We are his dogs. After hunting for the owner, it's the owner's business, not ours, to deal with the prey."

"I'm holding back." Liang reached out and patted the bed board.

"How can we get to this point?" You sighed.

Qing put down the water glass, looked at his two little friends,

seriously said:

"we can't go back to that era any more, that era of supreme glory as law enforcers, that era that makes us proud, that makes us proud of our identity, has long been a past style."

After a pause,

Qing continued:

"but the beginning of the new era is still in our hands. This car is a little late for us, so we need to make good use of it.

Don't complain, don't resent;

next time, even if one or two of us need to sacrifice, don't hesitate.

The rest, one day or another, will rebuild the law enforcement team in hell. Then, they will engrave the names of their dead companions on the stone tablet of the highest law enforcement team. "

At last,

Qing sighed: "we are not us anymore, we are still us."