Since Leo,
Oh no,
Since the wild was tamed,
That doesn't seem right.
In conclusion,
Since the little boy entered the city,
It didn't enter any "awesome" mode.
There is no rhythm of "Rebirth of the Urban Zombie King".
Every day is,
Go to primary school,
Do your homework,
Sleep with someone again,
It's like a tiger being forced to eat grass by its head being held down, and then being forced to say with a sad face, "This grass tastes so good!"
As for the saying "I, the Zombie King, have done everything in my life, so why should I explain it to others?"
It has not happened yet.
He was treated too badly by Zhou Ze, and was even more frightened by Ying Gou, who had an inexplicable temper.
So after being brought back by Zhou Ze,
He always obeyed Zhou Ze's orders, behaved well and did not dare to overstep the line.
The little boy twisted his neck.
Raise your hands flat.
Ten nails slowly grow out,
Two fangs loomed in his mouth.
warm up,
Prepare.
"hehe."
The female curator just smiled.
"Did you rely on him to kill Lu Pingzhi?"
The known information now is that this woman came for Lu Pingzhi. As for whether she is an enemy or a friend of Lu Pingzhi, Zhou Ze is not sure.
"roar!"
The little boy rushed out.
Very fast,
Zhou Ze had personally experienced his strength.
Without adding sugar,
Boss Zhou couldn't beat him.
And he really is an indestructible cockroach;
"Bang!"
The female curator's body was knocked away, and her whole body seemed to be smashed to pieces. She stuck to the wall with a "pop" sound, but then slowly dripped down and re-condensed into her shape.
Women are made of water.
The female curator,
It's made of plasticine.
Advertisements like to use the phrase “bounce, bounce, bounce away crow’s feet”.
She doesn't need it.
She just needs to massage it again herself.
"You are just a ghost messenger. You should leave Lu Pingzhi's things to me."
The woman spoke, still smiling.
Zhou Ze's eyes fixed.
thing
What
For a time,
Zhou Ze really wanted to beat up that idiot lawyer An.
Lu Pingzhi's body was buried by Lawyer An with a toast of "one cup to death and one cup to the past".
Didn't you even feel out whether there was anything else on him
The female curator seemed to have misunderstood.
road:
"It seems that the thing is really in your hands."
The next moment,
A pool of wax appeared under the little zombie.
More than ten hands emerged from the wax and grabbed the little boy's legs and waist.
"roar!"
The little boy paused.
The body trembled.
The hand beneath him shattered instantly.
Then he opened his arms,
Horrible evil spirits began to gather.
The whole person stood on tiptoe, almost floating in the air, and rushed directly towards the female curator.
The female curator was caught again.
And he was caught without resistance.
The little boy pierced his ten fingers into the body, and the evil spirit penetrated into it, and began to strangle it madly. For a moment, the beams of the wax museum were filled with evil spirits and wax splashed.
Broken limbs were everywhere.
Organs are flying everywhere.
It was like walking into the Saudi Embassy.
If this were any other living person,
Almost dismembered by the little boy,
This is the nature of zombies!
The original Yingying, the little boy outside,
It’s definitely not the good temper I have now in the bookstore!
After finishing all this,
The little boy landed again.
There was no look of seeking credit on his face.
Instead, he continued to look around vigilantly.
"Leave it to me, leave it to me, and I'll leave. Anyway, that thing is useless to you."
Over there by the window,
The female curator came out again and walked directly into a wax figure of a celebrity in front of her. After a while, the wax figure of the celebrity began to melt and reshaped into the appearance of the female curator.
"I have no ill will towards you. At most, I was just joking with you. There is no need for us to fight to the death, right?"
The little boy looked at the female curator. This time, he did not take the initiative to attack. He just silently rotated his body and stood in front of Zhou Ze.
In both fights, it seemed that the opponent had been strangled, but he was not afraid at all and was able to recover as before immediately. This kind of opponent is very difficult to deal with and very annoying.
Zhou Ze took out a cigarette.
He asked seriously:
"Why do you think that I killed Lu Pingzhi just because I am the ghost messenger here?"
Strictly speaking, Lu Pingzhi was indeed a man who had sneaked in from hell, so it was only natural for the ghost officials to capture and kill him.
But open your eyes and see,
Anyway,
Zhou Ze has never met a model ghost catcher who truly regards the interests of the underworld as his own interests and is willing to sacrifice his own life to achieve them.
“The people of the Ninth Palace enjoy torturing evil spirits. They even hold competitions based on this, putting their own labels on the evil spirits to see whose torture methods are more effective and creative.
I am in you,
I saw the mark he left behind.”
Zhou Ze blew out a smoke ring.
The one who killed Lu Pingzhi was Ying Gou.
That guy is just like an idiot.
He killed the man with one punch.
I guess he doesn't care about such trivial matters as whether there is a mark or not.
Boss Zhou felt that he should not let Ying Gou go without doing anything in the future. It was not because he was afraid that Ying Gou would turn against him after he recovered, but because of what he had done recently.
One time he let the bald monk go.
One was Lu Pingzhi's mark,
He is awesome.
Eyes higher than the top,
Don't care about these cats and dogs,
But he went back to sleep after having fun.
Do I have to deal with the brothel owner who comes to ask for money for him
Why!
"Well, if I say that thing is not on me, and I don't know what you are talking about, do you believe it?"
The female curator shook her head.
"I don't believe it."
"Okay, then there's nothing to talk about.
Hello,
Brat,
You can't kill this woman today.
I will make you drop out of school tomorrow!"
The little boy shuddered when he heard this.
He looked back at Zhou Ze with some dissatisfaction.
The expression on his face says "you are so cruel".
Next,
The little boy opened his mouth.
A roar was heard,
Even the floor tiles under my feet began to crack.
The terrifying evil spirit began to wreak havoc here, constantly attacking the nearby wax figures.
Suddenly,
All the glass in the wax museum,
At this moment, the group is broken!
The female curator shook her head and said:
"The sky is round and the earth is square, yet the world is far away!"
In the blink of an eye,
The female curator appeared in front of the little boy.
A slap,
He slapped the little boy directly in the face.
The speed is so fast,
It's unimaginable!
However,
There was a sly glint in the depths of the little boy's eyes.
then,
He suddenly made a seal with both hands:
"The underworld has order, the law of death is ruthless, break it!"
"Bang!"
For the first time, the female curator's eyes showed shock.
A zombie.
He actually used a technique that only the underworld inspectors could use.
How could it not shock him
“Bang!”
The female curator kept retreating.
The left arm drooped down.
Like it was broken.
Wax kept flowing around the spot, but it couldn't be repaired.
Obviously,
This time she was defeated.
Zhou Ze was slightly surprised.
It seems that
Lawyer An really cares about this little brat.
To the person beside you,
very nice.
What Boss Zhou didn't know was,
This is because Lawyer An discovered that Yingying's bloodline had evolved again, and he had no choice but to try his best to find a way to make up for the little boy who slept with him.
Lawyer An really doesn't want the little boy to be like the little loli and run into Zhou Ze's bed in the future.
At this time,
The two staff members also showed up.
A man and a woman,
Standing on both sides,
They are not puppets.
But they are real people, or in other words, they are people like the female curator, who are borrowing these two bodies.
Zhou Ze was really confused.
Wang Ke himself was already so unlucky.
Why are all of Wang Ke’s friends so unlucky
For example, myself,
For example, this female curator is obviously not the original.
actually,
Zhou Ze really wanted to sit down with the female curator again and have a good chat.
Let's talk about the harmonious development of hell.
Let's talk about the happy tomorrow of hell,
Most importantly,
Let’s talk about what that fucking Lu Ping brought out.
But obviously,
The female curator didn't seem to want to chat anymore.
The two staff members raised their hands together.
He knelt down instantly.
With a face full of piety,
Like worshipping and praying,
at the same time,
He said in a deep voice:
"Flip the clouds!"
“… … ” Zhou Ze!
What the hell is this!
What the hell is this!
Why does this move sound so familiar!
For a time,
On the floor tiles of this wax museum,
Black chains appeared.
And locked the little boy in an instant.
As for Zhou Ze,
No one cares about him.
Maybe the female curator also thinks that
Boss Zhou is just a ghost messenger.
His real support,
It's a little boy.
It was also thanks to this little boy,
Only then could Boss Zhou kill Lu Pingzhi and take away what she wanted.
The little boy was trapped.
He is struggling.
For a time,
But I couldn't break free.
The curator closed her eyes.
With arms raised high,
Then press down hard!
She and her two employees,
Shouting in unison:
"Fuyu!"
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"boom!"
The little boy was chained with dozens of chains and thrown to the ground.
He wanted to struggle to get up.
But I found that I couldn't do it at all.
The overwhelming force was suppressing him madly.
This force seemed to merge with the surrounding space.
His resistance,
All of them are vented in these four areas,
There is no point of focus at all.
The smile on the curator's face returned.
She seemed to have always wanted to express her uniqueness, her style and her elegance in this way.
Zhou Ze's expression became very interesting.
Because he seemed to understand a little bit,
Why in the deepest area of the wax museum,
There will be works where Ying Gou dozes off on the throne,
So realistic,
So the image,
Except for the face being different from his,
The rest,
Exactly the same.
That,
This female curator
And this "upside-down" move
"Aren't you from the underworld?" Zhou Ze asked.
"You guessed it right. I am indeed not from the underworld."
The female curator slowly walked towards Zhou Ze.
The most difficult one was subdued,
She thought the remaining little ghost was not a problem.
at the same time,
She also saw the expression on Zhou Ze's face.
She thought Zhou Ze was afraid.
He also laughed:
"How is it, are you scared?"
"hehe."
Zhou Ze's mouth twitched.
Nodding silently:
"Very scared."