Zhou Ze silently put down his phone and rubbed his eyes.
Deadpool stood up, picked up a rag beside him, walked to the seat where the two girls were sitting, bent down, and began to wipe the blood dripping from the little boy.
Deadpool's job in the bookstore is simple, which is to clean.
No need for salary, no need for food and lodging, no complaints, no protests, no talkativeness, just hard work.
"Oh my God, he's actually alive." a girl exclaimed.
You know, they had noticed this Deadpool before, but because Deadpool didn't move, they and the two children thought it was just a humanoid model sculpture displayed in the bookstore.
Deadpool cleaned up the place very professionally, stood up and prepared to leave.
But Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to signal him not to move.
At this time, the two girls, not knowing whether they were being naughty or out of interest, took the initiative to come up and take a photo with Deadpool. One was responsible for taking the photo, and the other was responsible for posing with Deadpool.
Perhaps, in their view, these were actors hired by the bookstore for promotion purposes.
Boss Zhou lit a cigarette and watched the two girls taking photos with Deadpool. One of the girls was a little too excited and asked Deadpool if she could take off her mask for another photo.
Deadpool didn't move and looked at Zhou Ze, waiting for Zhou Ze's order.
"It seems that your boss is very strict. Why does he ask you to keep fully covered with clothes even when it's so hot?" A girl spoke up for Deadpool.
"Boss, let him take off the mask and take a photo with us. What if he turns out to be a handsome guy?" Another girl came to Zhou Ze for help.
Zhou Ze nodded, signaling Deadpool to take off the mask.
Then Deadpool took off his mask,
Then, there was a few seconds of dead silence.
Followed by:
“Aa ...
The two girls were so scared that they screamed wildly and rushed out of the bookstore, tumbling and crawling. The girl who stretched out her foot to trip the little boy was hit by the glass door when she passed by, and her face was bleeding.
The collision made Zhou Ze, who was standing next to him, feel a little annoyed, thinking that the person must have been disfigured.
Deadpool looked a little confused, but he didn't show any emotion.
The last time he was hit by the ghost warrior, a huge scar appeared from his face down, making him even more terrifying.
Rather than saying that he is a "person" now, it would be more accurate to say that he is a worm in humanoid form.
Zhou Ze didn't know why he wanted to keep him. To keep him to clean the house? To save the expense of a cleaner
Of course, it’s definitely not some bullshit like “deep love between father and son”.
Maybe, it's a pity.
No matter how worthless the priest was during his lifetime, look at the things he did, he was really capable of causing trouble!
What's more, it can even stand up again after death. Although this thing seems useless now, it would be a pity if you really want to throw it away like garbage.
"Put it on."
Zhou Ze said.
Not only the two girls, but also Boss Zhou, who had seen a lot of the world, found it a bit offensive.
Deadpool nodded and put the mask back on.
Zhou Ze shook off the cigarette ash subconsciously.
Seeing Deadpool coming over with a rag, he stepped on the ground with his shoe in embarrassment and said:
"Go get the two ghost money from the counter and burn them at the door."
… …
The old Taoist knows a lot of people from all walks of life. In fact, he has been just a drifter in his life. He has neither established a family nor raised children. According to traditional Chinese values, judging a person's success or failure, the old Taoist is undoubtedly a typical example of a failure.
But he just wants to live a carefree and happy life. After all, everyone has to walk on the road to the underworld and jump on the Naihe Bridge after death, so he should be as casual as possible while alive.
He has been in Tongcheng for more than half a year, but he has also made a lot of bad friends.
In fact, according to Zhou Ze, he wanted to get a set of basic research equipment like those in hospitals or some high school chemistry laboratories. He needed to roughly purify and package the red spider lilies and make them into a form that was easy to carry and inhale.
The old Taoist didn't know what Zhou Ze was going to do specifically, he only knew to try his best to complete the tasks assigned by his boss as perfectly as possible.
After leaving the bookstore, he picked up the phone and called a friend he had made in Tongcheng, saying that he wanted a set of purification laboratory equipment and asked him if he could get them.
The man was silent for a while, then said "OK".
The two agreed to meet at a cafe on South Street. After the Taoist priest sat down, he felt a little stupid. He should have met in the bookstore, which was just across the street from the cafe. As a result, he wasted his money on coffee.
The man came, with a full beard. He was a cousin of the old Taoist. When the old Taoist went to comfort a fallen woman who had just come out of the rolling door, he was standing at the door waiting.
The Taoist priest shared a cigarette with him, and the two nodded. Then he thanked the Taoist priest and said that he had helped him lubricate the passage so that it would be more convenient for him.
Later on one occasion, the old Taoist went there again, but when the rolling door opened, it was him who walked out.
After these two experiences, they were considered cousins. They added each other on WeChat and went out for a barbecue together. The old Taoist knew that he was a smuggler, and was actually just a small-time gangster, but he was older.
"Oh, you look really bad." The old Taoist asked with some concern, "Go less often next time and take better care of yourself. If you get sick, who will they rely on?"
The bearded man was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then said:
"That thing, what are you going to do here?"
"My boss is planning to use it to purify something. Anyway, ordinary people can't touch the things he makes. If they do, there will be big problems."
The old Taoist said very seriously.
"Is that thing domineering?" asked the bearded man.
"overbearing?"
The old Taoist thought about it. It was Xu Qinglang who was carried back to the room by him yesterday. Although the boss said that he was drunk, the old Taoist could tell that it was not the case. He immediately said:
"Very domineering. Anyway, it's very comfortable and exciting to sleep in bed. Damn, it's scary to watch."
The bearded man swallowed his saliva and continued to ask, "After you make it, where will it flow mainly to?"
“Flowing out?”
The old Taoist thought about it and thought that the things made by the boss would probably not be used by ordinary people. Maybe only the little Lolita or Boss Liang could circulate them. He replied:
"It's just circulating in their own circle."
“Is it the original market?”
"What?"
"What I'm asking is, is it only circulated in Tongcheng?"
The Taoist priest thought that Boss Liang might be in Shanghai, and added:
“Maybe we should send it to Shanghai, too.”
"It's still circulated in Shanghai?" The expression on the bearded man's face became more and more solemn, and his nervousness was clearly visible.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
"No... nothing..."
Saying,
The bearded man reached out, took out a small earphone from his ear, placed it on the table, then clasped his hands together and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry bro, I was just caught by the police for smuggling."
"this… … "
The old Taoist looked confused.
this,
no,
No, this...
Just then,
A table of customers at the coffee shop next to them stood up, one of them held down the bearded man, and the other two held down the Taoist's shoulders, forcing him to sit on the sofa.
"Be honest!"
The old Taoist looked aggrieved.
There is a misunderstanding.
Police comrade!
"This is my ID. We now suspect that you are involved in the production and sale of drugs. Please cooperate with our investigation."
Several more policemen came in from outside, and one of them took out his ID and waved it in front of the Taoist priest.
… …
"Boss, where is the Taoist priest?" Bai Yingying came out after washing up and asked Zhou Ze.
"Please go out and buy some things for me. I need to process the red spider lilies I brought back yesterday." Zhou Ze replied, "What's wrong with this guy? He hasn't bought anything in such a long time."
Bai Yingying nodded, but then her eyes suddenly changed. She immediately walked up to the boss and said:
"Boss, there are a lot of people outside staring at us."
"What?" Boss Zhou hasn't come back to his senses from reading the newspaper.
"The pedestrians over there, the guy sitting on the steps reading a newspaper and playing with his phone, and the two women waiting for the train on the platform, they're all staring at us."
Bai Yingying said firmly.
Boss Zhou stood up and walked to the door of the bookstore and took a look.
He would not doubt Bai Yingying's judgment. In this regard, she was actually better than himself. After all, before he activated his invincible power, there was really not much difference between him and ordinary people.
Just at this moment, Xu Qinglang staggered downstairs, wearing loose pajamas, pounding his head with his hand while complaining:
"My head hurts so bad."
"Did you have a good dream last night?" Zhou Ze turned around and teased.
"You really can't touch the red spider lily." Xu Qinglang shook his head and said, "It's worse than being drunk."
At a window seat on the third floor of a building opposite the bookstore, a detective who was observing with a high-powered telescope immediately passed the message upwards through a headset:
"Report, there is another woman in the bookstore. She has gone downstairs and is suspected of having an improper relationship with the suspected store owner."
Just then,
The little girl who just finished school got off the bus, carrying a big schoolbag, and walked towards the bookstore.
She was in a good mood, humming a song, looking innocent and carefree.
The thought that after Zhou Ze made that thing, she could take some back for a midnight snack tonight made her feel wonderful. She had been craving for it for a long time and wanted to experience the pleasure of eating again.
He pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked in, and for the first time ever, he greeted Zhou Ze with a smile:
"Captain, is that thing ready?"
The scout in the distance reported again:
“Report, requesting a delay in the forced entry plan;
A girl entered the bookstore and was suspected to be taken hostage by the suspect.”