Miss Cui has never seen this kind of sultry operation before. The surname Zhang is like a rotten nose that can't be spit out, which is both disgusting and annoying.
No matter what method she used, scolded or even acted, no matter how furious she was, the other party and the surroundings were blinded and could not see her true appeal.
Even most people in the school have acquiesced that they are a couple, so she called the police or told the teacher that no one was on her side when she was learning about the surrounding situation.
They all believed in what they 'see' with their own righteousness, so Miss Cui was so angry that she cried on the spot several times.
But it's useless to cry. The surnamed Zhang actually said, "Since you know how to cry, it means that you still understand in your heart" or put on a look of condoning his girlfriend's temper.
To use a disgusting word to describe it is that the feces on the body have not been wiped off before stepping on a pile of it, which is extremely disgusting.
In a sense, the surname Zhang is invincible in Miss Cui's eyes. After all, he is shameless and can't understand human words.
But he never thought that the same reaction would happen to him one day. The people around him are not blind, and the people in a bar eat Zhu Yang's short mouth. Anyone with eyes can know that the fat dead boy has offended him. People's beauties have been repaired.
So when the surnamed Zhang screamed and avoided the woman's actions, he retreated to the back and if he bumped into other guests, not only would they not give him cover, but instead, they would turn him over all over while watching the fun.
"I know this fat guy, and he has been beaten before." A regular customer of this bar said to the people around him: "Poor Dios is a stalker who chases other beautiful women, and he points fingers before chasing people."
"Haha! I remember that, I went to the bar to promote female virtue. At that time, the girls around were not happy, and the girls who beat him would call him over."
"Idiot who has studied pua for two days and thinks he is a master of love is all good, right? We don't even see what you do."
"Isn't this Sister Hua from Dongmen Street? Sister Hua, do you want to be good? Yes, yes, you have been in the world for so many years, you are used to seeing the scene, but now you know how to be down-to-earth. It is indeed very affordable to choose this idiot."
"Hey! Fat pig! What are you hiding? Your woman is looking for you again."
"Who is her man?" The surnamed Zhang was pushed forward by a few young men, struggling so hard that his face was flushed with anger.
One boy said impatiently: "Emotions are all cultivated, why is a man with such high vision? You are a beautiful woman, but are you worthy of others? Are you and others from the same world?"
"You don't say it yourself, people have to be self-aware. Don't you come to the bar and order two cheap drinks and think you're in the circle? You should move bricks and bricks when you go out of this door, and you should put plates and plates, and sister Hua will match you. What's wrong with you? People don't mind that you're ugly, and you're so old that you know it hurts, and such a good wife can't find you with a lantern, isn't she happy?"
The surnamed Zhang looked at them in disbelief, and recognized at a glance that these guys were regulars at this bar.
Miss Cui is beautiful and naturally attracts the attention of men. These people want to chat with her, but this fat man often looks at them like a fool, doesn't bite people and responds, which makes people less interested.
Usually there is no reason, but now someone started, of course, it was a happy fall.
"Don't, don't touch me, ah—" the surnamed Zhang shouted in horror, but his fists were no match for four, and he still fell into Sister Hua's hands in the end.
This sister Hua is not weak, and she was exhausted by other people during her struggle, and she was taken away just like that.
When I got to the door, a police patrol happened to pass by, and the surnamed Zhang immediately grabbed a life-saving straw—
"Comrade police, save me, she is a female support girl, she is going to take me away by force."
The patrolling police have seen a lot of drunk girls who were forcibly taken away. It is estimated that this is the first time they have seen a man fall into the clutches of the devil. The key is that this man is still so ugly.
The expressions of the two of them distorted for a moment, but they still came over very professionally.
Sister Hua is doing this business, and she has become addicted and sick, so she is naturally afraid of the police.
But before the two police officers could cross-examine, several people standing outside said, "Don't pay attention to him, this guy went to a nightclub to pick up girls and was caught by his mother-in-law. Don't get involved in the matter of the couple."
"That's right! Hahaha, man, let's be brave. The big deal when you go back is to kneel and take off a layer of skin on your knees. Why are you making a fuss, especially when you bother other people's public officials."
"Comrade police, there are a lot of people gathered at the door of that store, it seems like they are fighting. You should go there first."
The person who asked for the surname Zhang might be hesitant for the police, but they looked at each other's honor, the two looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and only explained the surname Zhang: "Since you're married, don't come here like this. A place, is this where a serious man should come?"
The surnamed Zhang saw Hope slipping away in front of his eyes, and roared in excitement: "What the hell am I like a couple with this bird? She looks at least forty years old."
The police uncle gave him a cool look: "Then how old do you think you look?"
Turning around, one of them whispered to the other: "Let's talk about forty-two, right?"
"It should be more than that. Look at his stomach and forehead lines."
Um! There are always a lot of fast-looking guys in the world.
Miss Cui, who followed and watched the whole process by the door, has never been so happy at this moment. How familiar is this scene
She was also entangled by this idiot. Seeing that the surnamed Zhang was taken away by Sister Hua, and even asked for help in her direction, a sneer appeared on the corner of Miss Cui's lips, and then she turned her head and returned to the bar in a relaxed mood.
She mixed another glass of wine for Zhu Yang and said, "Thank you!"
However, although this method is immediate, it needs to be rich in the end. Miss Cui thinks of this and feels lonely for a while.
In an instant, he regained his energy and asked Zhu Yang, "That money—"
Although the other party clearly stated that it was only an advance payment, Miss Cui was worried.
Zhu Yang said: "Don't worry, if you say it is an advance payment, it is an advance payment. How could I spend a penny for this kind of maggot?"
Miss Cui was instantly persuaded by this reason, and it was the same for her.
Although Zhu Yang ordered a lot of drinks, there were a lot of people in the bar, and when he heard the invitation to invite friends to come over, it didn't take long for him to use up the drinks he ordered.
Zhu Yang was satisfied with the performance of the people in the bar just now, and generously made up another batch, thinking that Wu Yue should almost finish shopping, so he left the bar with Miss Cui.
It was not time to get off work at this moment, but the other party spent so much money for him, and he still refused to come out.
Huh? Why is this statement so awkward? It's like going to sea.
Miss Cui followed behind Zhu Yang, thinking wildly in her mind, and then she saw Wu Yue who was waiting at the entrance of the mall with a shopping bag.
"Wu Yue? Why are you here?" Miss Cui was surprised: "I understand it's not the weekend, so why don't you go back to sleep?"
Wu Yue came over awkwardly, and Zhu Yang took the paper bag in his hand: "I'll see what I bought."
As a result, I saw a set of 39 yuan and nine special pajamas, a bottle of shampoo and a bar of soap.
Zhu Yang clicked his tongue twice: "It's less than fifty yuan if you add a piece of it? Come on, young man, why don't you work hard when you're young, you can't do things when you're timid and don't dare to do it. , there are still 4000/3999 left, it is difficult for me to handle you if you are so ineffective."
If you don't consider the subject, people would think it's a subordinate whose boss trains you to be lazy and afraid of trouble. I've never heard of someone who is scolded for less money.
However, Zhu Yang also knew that people's lifelong habits would definitely not make a change, and he also returned the pocket to Wu Yue and didn't say much.
When the three returned home, except for Teacher Qiu's husband, who was specially kicked out by Zhu Yang, the entire villa was now considered neat.
Zhu Yangzao ordered the three players to prepare some food, and after returning home, let the two go over to eat.
Miss Cui and Wu Yue originally thought that this person would say something important after dinner. After all, both of them were favored overnight, so it must not be so simple.
But after eating, he was told that the other party had gone to bed.
The three players smiled and said to Wu Yue and the others: "The boss said that you should go to rest too. Everyone is tired after tossing for a day. If there is anything else, we will talk about it tomorrow."
How do people who are so busy can sleep? But unexpectedly, both of them slept extraordinarily sweetly tonight.
After taking a shower and changing into clean pajamas, the two of them went back to the room and almost fell asleep. They only felt that the villa was extraordinarily quiet tonight.
At this time, they didn't realize that it was because of the lack of the landlord that the air here was extraordinarily fresh.
With Zhu Yang's mental strength, it is just a matter of thinking to appease the two guys to sleep.
In fact, according to Zhu Yang's current power, apart from the reincarnation itself, other existences in this dungeon are equivalent to ants-like existences in terms of power comparison.
Those people or practical factors that made Teacher Qiu Wu Yue and Miss Cui tighten their pain are all things that can be solved by raising her hand.
If she wanted to, she could even make life better than death for those who deserved it.
But this dungeon is still several days away from the crucial night. In a sense, these days are Teacher Qiu's last time.
After this time, they will no longer be at a loss of reincarnation.
In the last few days, Zhu Yang hopes that they will be in a good mood, eat and drink well, and some things are actually good as a sideshow.
I just played with everyone at that time. After all, I have done all the things that Zhu Yang can do last time, so I don't need to pursue much meaning again, just enjoy the fun.
The next morning Wu Yue woke up, groomed himself and looked at himself in the mirror, with disbelief in his eyes.
The person in the mirror seemed to be reborn, and he didn't even remember how long he hadn't seen his neat, unharmed and clean self. Although the boy in the mirror was still fair and thin, he was not so dead.
Teacher Qiu was taking his son out to wash up. Seeing this, he smiled and said, "Wu Yue, today is really spirited."
Wu Yue nodded, seeing some bruises on her face, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Teacher Qiu noticed his gaze, lowered his head, and urged his son to brush his teeth.
At this time, Zhu Yang came out of the room and stuffed two eggs into Xiao Ming's hands: "You and your mother each one."
At the beginning, she received Xiao Ming's egg, but the bonus point doubled after the end of the level. This time, the eggs given to Xiao Ming and the others were produced by the Xiuxianchang.
The spiritual power is stronger than the spring water, but it is gentler. Xiao Ming already had a good impression of Zhu Yang. He looked at his mother and put the egg in his pocket after nodding his approval.
Teacher Qiu was a little embarrassed, and wanted to talk to Zhu Yang but didn't know what to say. On the contrary, Zhu Yang solved her problem.
Zhu Yang said: "Mr. Qiu is a middle school teacher, right? I need to go to school to collect materials for my recent work. Can I visit your school? Of course, it won't disturb your class."
Teacher Qiu nodded: "Of course, you can come over at any time, call me and I will pick you up."
Zhu Yang smiled and went back to the house without disturbing them to wash up.
But after Teacher Qiu and the others left, and the other party hadn't come out of the room, Wu Yue couldn't hold his breath.
He walked over, hesitated, or knocked on Zhu Yang's door, and only opened the door when he heard that he was called in.
As a result, I saw that there were some countertops and other utensils in the bedroom that were not originally at all. The female ghost I saw last night was waiting for the other party to wash up like her ancestors, combing her hair and putting on makeup. At one point, someone came to steal his job.
Wu Yue twitched the corners of his mouth and asked Zhu Yang, "Do you have anything to tell me today? If it's okay, I'll go to class."
"What class are you taking!" Zhu Yang said, he took out his personal book and pulled out a dark figure from it.
After the figure fell to the ground, it turned into Wu Yue's appearance. It was also gloomy and pale, but compared with the others, the other party had a more attractive aura out of thin air, and it looked very difficult to provoke.
Wu Yue looked at the other party in shock, and saw the man saying to Zhu Yang, "Sister, I'm going, and I'll contact you with brain waves."
Zhu Yang took out a bento from the space and handed it to him: "Don't forget to eat."
Zhu Qian happily went out to school with a bento, and when she passed the first floor, she met Miss Cui.
Miss Cui also wanted to ask him if Miss Zhu was up, but it was rare to see the other party in a good mood, and they had already gone out in a daze.
She had to go upstairs to find someone by herself, and then saw Wu Yue, who was watching the exit with her own eyes, appear in Zhu Yang's room on the second floor.
"Wu Yue? You - just now!"
Wu Yue said blankly, "Yes, it's me."
Then the two finally realized something else: "Where's the landlord? I haven't seen him since yesterday afternoon."
After all, that guy usually seldom goes out, and even if he goes out, he will not fail to say hello to the tenant. After all, he is suspected of being persecuted paranoia, and he will sell the house to him if he thinks that he is not in the tenant.
The female ghost who did makeup for Zhu Yang pouted and pointed to the sink: "It's not there."
The two looked at each other and couldn't help coming to the sink. Miss Cui didn't know what to do, but Wu Yue understood it after watching it carefully for a while.
He stretched out his hand and touched the mirror carefully, and the mirror swayed like water waves.
Then what they saw was not the reflected scenery, but the concrete wall behind the glass, and there were two more faces in front of them, both of them with fat plates, wrinkled and fat on their faces.
However, the expression on his face was so subtle that the person who looked at it could feel the panic and horror of the other party at a glance.
One of them is the landlord's face.
The two took a deep breath, Wu Yue was okay, and Miss Cui tried her best to hold back her screams.
The sound of the door opening came from behind, her shoulders shook, and she looked back at Zhu Yang in horror.
Then they saw the young lady who just showed them the way. It turned out that it was not another tenant who had overlooked yesterday or who came later, but—
The other side's feet are virtual! ! ! !
Zhu Yang ignored the frightened expression of the other party. Seeing the faces of the landlord and his wife appeared, he clicked: "Why are you looking at the stuff early in the morning? It doesn't affect your appetite."
Then he raised his hand to restore the mirror to its original state, and the three players had already prepared breakfast.
These guys didn't know how early they woke up. They went outside and bought all the delicious breakfasts nearby, both Chinese and Western styles. There was a full table in the living room of the villa.
"Let's have breakfast." Zhu Yang said.
Wu Yue quickly helped Miss Cui, which prevented her from accidentally falling down the stairs.
He whispered: "Don't think too much."
Miss Cui was a little excited, but she was more afraid. She whispered, "How can you think about this? There's a ghost, and the landlord was killed by this group of people."
It wasn't that Miss Cui had any feelings for the landlord. In fact, she wished the landlord's stinky man, who used to take sides, exploded on the spot with the surnamed Zhang.
But now the facts are beyond her cognition.
She asked Wu Yue, "You have no idea at all?"
Then she looked at Wu Yue, a high school student three years younger than her, with lifeless despair in her eyes: "Anyway, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than the current situation."
Miss Cui was stunned for a moment, and realized that Wu Yue came out with Miss Zhu yesterday. Since then, seeing him, he felt a little more angry than usual.
Yes, the other party is beautiful, capable and rich, and now he can do evil spells.
No matter how you can't think about them, what else do they have other than a cheap life
Is there anything they don't have
Perhaps there was a person who was frightened by her company. After she went downstairs, Miss Cui also thought about it, but it was just soldiers coming to block her.
So heartbroken, Miss Cui grabbed the glass of water at hand and drank it, and then she had a stomach upset after drinking it.
After diarrhoea, her whole body stinks. After rubbing her body, she is covered in old mud. Miss Cui is dying of nausea. She only took a shower last night.
But after trying to wash myself clean, I looked in the mirror and found that my skin and improvement problems caused by long-term hard work could only be concealed by makeup, but now my face is radiant, and every inch of my face is flawless and delicate like a baby.
Miss Cui was stunned, she walked out of the room like a wandering soul, and when she saw Zhu Yang, she rushed over: "Boss, do you want to cover the night?"
Today, even if she wants to sell her body, she recognizes it.
Miss Ghost Girl turned her away in disgust: "Go and go, everything is said to come first."
If the boss hadn't said that the other party would also be a member of the Sisterhood, she would never have agreed with the unpromising appearance just now.
The three players can only look at it with envy, and they don't dare to be jealous. Whoever loves the things of the senior boss, who dares to make up his mind? It just got harder to serve.
Zhu Yang gave the three a task: "Mr. Qiu's husband is on XX Street, you go find him, and then—"
The three immediately took orders to go out, and then Miss Cui was going to class. Zhu Yang asked her to go to school by herself, and come to find her later.
Then he led Wu Yue to their high school.
Wu Yue was still a little worried, after all, a 'Wu Yue' had already come to school in the morning.
But entering from the school gate, whether it is the security guard at the school gate or the teachers and classmates, all of them are like blind, turning a blind eye to them, let alone noticing that there are two of them.
He once again saw the horror of Zhu Yang, but now he is not too panicked.
Zhu Yang took him to his class, Wu Yue couldn't help but ask her, "Are you familiar with this place?"
Zhu Yang said: "Fortunately, I came here once, and I came with my boyfriend at that time."
Wu Yue was a little surprised, too, what's so strange about such a beautiful person having a boyfriend.
It's just that the other party has said this, but he still hasn't told him simply what their relationship has been.
The two came to the outside of the classroom of their class, and the spacious window could see the inside of the classroom at a glance.
Wu Yue, who was disguised by Zhu Qian, sat in his seat, which was at the back of the classroom near the trash can.
The school spirit of this school is not very good, otherwise there would not be so many bad students and such serious bullying incidents.
The trash cans were full of dirty garbage that wasn't thrown in. Wu Yue was sitting in that position, and often someone deliberately threw it on him when he was throwing garbage.
However, Wu Yue, who Zhu Qian disguised as today, although his acting skills are perfect, is not Wu Yue himself. How could he be bullied by following the example of a sister like Zhu Yang.
In the morning, he had already had a conflict with the bad gang. Zhu Yang knew that it might be difficult for Wu Yue to have a conflict with others, so he simply asked Zhu Qian to do the work.
After all, there are some things that Wu Yue is not suitable to do now.
The gangster who picked up the human skin book last night was a little distracted in class at the moment. Of course, these ignorant guys, distracted is the norm.
However, instead of making noises and making noises as usual, he was obstructing classroom discipline. Instead, he stared at a book, as if a flower could be seen on it.
After class, two of his younger brothers came over and said, "Boss, did you take the wrong medicine today? What books are you reading?"
While he was talking, he wanted to reach out and pick up the book, but when he touched it, he was chopped by a small knife, almost piercing his palm.
One of the bad guys looked at the gangster boss in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"
The boss of the gang pulled the book over, with a faintly mad expression: "I dare to touch and kill you with my things."
But he didn't notice that he didn't pay attention because he was holding the knife in a hurry just now, and a thin slit was cut in his finger.
A trace of blood seeped out, melted into the human skin book and disappeared instantly.
As soon as he said these words, the bastard who was almost chopped off became dissatisfied: "Che, who cares about anything."
The boss of the gangster suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and a terrifying thought flashed in his heart for a moment.
This kind of fleeting malice is actually common to ordinary people occasionally, but it does not have the power to act.
For example, when there is a conflict with people outside, the disgust and anger in the heart will make people want to kill the person in front of them. Such fleeting malice is actually not uncommon.
Even the boss of the gang didn't care much.
However, at this moment, the rotating ceiling fan in the classroom suddenly fell, and the rapidly rotating fan blade was like a sharp knife, instantly slashing the head of the gangster who was almost chopped off his neck.
The blood column suddenly sprayed the faces of the people around him like red ink that was splattered.
"Ah-" a girl screamed in horror.