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Chapter 701: You are the Tarzan next door (the third update!)

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"Bang!"

Two figures fell from the tall building of the hospital together.

Slammed hard to the ground,

A cloud of dust was raised.

The old man climbed up first, reached out and grabbed his neck, and twisted it back with a "crack".

Officer Chen continued to lie on the ground, struggling, but for a moment, he was unable to stand up.

"Give up now. You are just a clone. If your real body comes, I won't dare to say a word. Get out of here as far as you can.

And will sing praises to you as he runs:

Emperor Yao came first, then Heaven, and the magical beast came before Pangu!

But you just project an avatar and want to fuck me

hiss,

It's not impossible.

If it were me in the past,

I guess it's done.

But this time,

Oh my,

I want to play big.”

The old man raised his hands, covered his eyes, and began to jump up and down:

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes,

I can’t see it, I can’t see it!”

Pouting,

The old man smiled.

"You came up here just for that policeman, right? That policeman is really interesting. He's obviously a ghost officer, but he doesn't look like a ghost at all. There's even light shining on his body.

Tsk tsk tsk,

Do you feel a little guilty about pretending to be blind and being worshipped as a lucky charm for so many years, so you want to do something to make up for it?"

"what are you up to?"

Officer Chen questioned.

"What a pity, what a pity. If it were in the past, I wouldn't have done anything to him. He is the kind of person I like.

Speaking of being to my liking, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have another apprentice who was also quite to my liking at the beginning.

In order for him to grow up healthily,

I even killed his parents.

It can be said that we have done the utmost for him.

but…

Excuse me,

People associated with that bookstore,

This time,

All must die."

The old man stretched out his hand.

Pointing at Officer Chen who was still lying on the ground,

"Since you've intervened, I can't let you leave."

"You wanted to kill them, so why did you go to so much trouble?"

“Oh my, tut tut, I have forgotten a lot of things, but from the few memories that remain, it seems that I died miserably last time.

So, I have to be careful this time, go around and take it slow.

I can even imagine the last time I showed up,

He was full of self-satisfaction, as if everything was under control.

Think about the ending again.

ah,

My face still feels hot and painful now.”

"What the hell are you?"

“I’ve always wanted to know the answer to this question.”

The old man grabbed his scalp with both hands and tore it off, and a black horn grew out of his head, which he held in one hand;

“Buzz!”

He broke off this horn.

The old man walked up to Officer Chen.

Raise your hand,

"puff!"

The black horn pierced into Officer Chen's shoulder blade.

Officer Chen uttered a muffled groan.

The red in his eyes began to fade.

"Just stay here and don't ruin my business. I know you have a lot of clones, but I'm really too lazy to continue talking to you.

Anyway, you are a high and mighty beast, worshipped by all people, blindfolded or not;

I am just a nobody who doesn't even know who I am. I don't even have a clay or wax figure.

Why do you have to argue with me

Of course.

I still want to say something to you,

Since I'm blind,

Sitting so high,

what?"

The old man stood on tiptoe and pointed upward.

"I'll give you a favor. I'll deal with that policeman last. After I've cleared out all the cats, dogs, monsters and demons in that bookstore, I'll catch that policeman.

Oh no,

In front of you, the noble beast,

Killed him with his own hands.

Please give my warm greetings to you.

I'm actually looking forward to your real self showing up here and attacking me regardless of everything. What if you can kill me completely

The greatest pain in this world is not that you won't live long,

I want to die but I can't die cleanly no matter how hard I try!"

The old man finished speaking.

Walk straight to the other end of the road.

The sound still echoes around.

But the figure,

It disappeared long ago.

… … …

"Morning, Editor-in-Chief."

"morning."

"morning."

Xue Xiangkai nodded to several employees in the office, then sat down at his desk, picked up the manuscript sent by his editor last night, and began to read it.

Some current affairs or social news published in the newspaper require him, the editor-in-chief, to personally review and approve them.

The development of print media has actually gradually reached a dead end today. Faced with the emerging online media, they often appear to be slow and embarrassed.

Right now, apart from the newspaper subscription tasks that the relevant units were forced to complete, the retail sales and individual user subscriptions on the market have been in a cliff-like decline.

It’s not that the newspaper has not taken corresponding measures, but the various constraints and problems in software and hardware often make people feel helpless.

Two years ago, an editor created a very popular local public account. However, after the newspaper's top management expressed their desire to take over, he resigned.

Xue Xiangkai yawned and poured himself a cup of coffee. The desk closest to the glass door of his office was now empty.

Originally, a young editor named Xu was supposed to sit there, but he was fired the day before yesterday.

Thinking of that young face full of longing and dreams,

Xue Xiangkai also shook his head helplessly.

You are still too young, wanting to make big news all the time, but ended up losing your job, haha.

Yesterday the hospital sent him a gift box.

Inside was a therapy magnet placed on the bed. Of course, Xue Xiangkai was not interested in this. He had some idea about the so-called magnetic therapy and what the hospital was doing.

What satisfied him was the balance in the bank card inside the gift box and the promised newspaper advertising space for the next quarter.

Xue Xiangkai read the manuscript for a while, then got up and left the office to go to the toilet.

He squatted down in the pit of the cubicle, holding a copy of today's newspaper in his hand.

Xue Xiangkai has developed and maintained a habit since he was a child, which is to wipe with newspaper after going to the toilet.

Twenty years ago, wiping with newspaper was a very common phenomenon.

At that time, using white and soft toilet paper to wipe your butt was a luxury.

Xue Xiangkai always took this opportunity to remind himself to remember the good times and remember the bad times. In fact, it was because he was used to the hardness and texture of the newspaper when wiping.

Squatting,

Spread out the newspaper.

There's nothing to see, actually.

Just killing time.

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes..."

"who!"

Xue Xiangkai shouted.

The voice is strange.

The sound outside disappeared. Xue Xiangkai frowned, lowered his head and continued reading the newspaper.

"You are blind! You are blind!"

"Who is this? Are you sick?" Xue Xiangkai roared.

He holds a high position in the newspaper and has no scruples about scolding people.

"ill."

Xue Xiangkai continued to look down at the newspaper.

“Plop!”

Suddenly,

It was as if a pair of hands suddenly grabbed my legs.

Xue Xiangkai only felt that he was turned upside down, the back of his head hit the tiles, and he fell to the ground.

He wanted to get up.

But his hands seemed to be fixed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

“Hua La La…”

The newspaper I had just picked up to "wipe" started to fly.

One by one, they fell on Xue Xiangkai's face.

at the same time,

The toilet pipe on the squat toilet seems to be cracked.

A small stream of water spurted out.

The stack of newspapers on Xue Xiangkai's face began to wet.

Xue Xiangkai subconsciously shook his head and began to struggle, but because he could not move his hands and feet, he could only continue to endure it passively.

He felt like he couldn't breathe.

My chest is getting tighter.

He wanted to call for help.

But I couldn't shout out.

In the end,

In this bathroom cubicle,

Xue Xiangkai lay on the ground, slowly becoming motionless.

"Another one died, hehe, we can catch another one over there. If one dies, we can catch one, hehehe."

"Cover your eyes, cover my eyes..."

… …

The old Taoist yawned.

He usually goes to bed late in the study, but never as late as today. It's already eight o'clock!

Where is the monkey

"Monkey smash! Monkey smash!"

The old Taoist shouted, but didn't dare to be too loud.

Normally, after a certain time, the monkey would come down and go back to the room with him to sleep together. What happened today? Why did he sleep with that stupid mink

The old Taoist suddenly felt a sense of loss.

But I still got up and looked for it.

He went up the stairs first, then looked in his room, but didn't see the monkey.

When passing through the corridor, the old Taoist stopped at the door of the boss's room and asked in a low voice:

"Yingying, did you see the monkey smash?"

The old Taoist knew that sometimes when the boss fell asleep, Yingying would just lie beside him and not sleep.

However,

This time Yingying did not respond.

Are you all asleep

The old Taoist shook his head in confusion.

After a moment's hesitation,

I reached out and pushed open the boss' bedroom door.

On the bed,

Empty!

Oh,

Didn’t the boss come up and sleep with Yingying a long time ago

The old Taoist smacked his lips.

I rubbed my crotch subconsciously.

Then he walked to the door of Xu Qinglang's bedroom and knocked:

"Lao Xu, where are the boss and the others?"

No one responded.

The Taoist priest opened the door.

Look inside.

The room was still empty.

Oh,

It's strange.

The old Taoist ran to Lawyer An's room again. Lawyer An was in Sichuan, but the little boy was there. As a result, there was still no one in the room.

There was no one in the room where the fox lived.

The old Taoist felt something was wrong.

While putting his hands in his crotch, ready to pull out his gun at any time... Oh no,

Preparation for taking out the talisman paper,

While walking towards his room.

I opened the door of my room again.

At first it was normal.

When the old Taoist walked in,

Suddenly I felt the wind was very strong.

The wind blew him left and right, and finally he couldn't keep his balance and fell to the ground.

"hiss!"

The old Taoist took a breath of cold air.

There is a large piece of gravel under my buttocks.

That sour,

Tsk tsk.

I don't care about the pain down there.

The old Taoist opened his eyes and immediately looked around.

then,

He was completely confused.

He found himself

Sitting on the top of a mountain,

There are cliffs all around!

"Oh my god, I have Alzheimer's!"