Chapter 5 Acting as a substitute

In Zhao Ming's view, not saying it is a tacit acquiescence. He was still struggling a second ago, not to mention his indecent posture, and his full desire to survive almost overflowed the screen. But in the blink of an eye, he provoked and stimulated the opponent, and he almost didn't squat on the horse, raise a finger and say that you come here.

Could it be the same person doing it?

Zhao Ming also knew that it was impossible for Dr. Chen to be schizophrenic at this time.

When the two of them had a long talk yesterday, this product was the image of a high-level intellectual. Although everything can be packaged in these years, and it can even reach the level of being fake, but a person's cultivation and conversation, especially the dry goods in his head, does not mean that he can fool people with a simple package.

Zhao Ming felt that Dr. Chan was not a person who did not know what was important, and that he should not provoke people when he was clearly at a disadvantage.

But, he did. According to this kind of thinking, there is only one result, that is, he wants to provoke Zhao Ming to make a move.

The reason for this is not yet known, but the results will certainly not be worse than they are now.

Don't forget, he said he was a ghost.

Zhao Ming suddenly remembered the shock in his eyes when the two fought, like a face-changer with a pre-prepared prop, on stage, ready to change his face, and then clicked, the props were broken.

At first, Zhao Ming thought he was a weak chicken acting as a big guy, but now that he thinks about it, it seems a little inappropriate, he is more like a weak chicken who has lost his plug-in.

He felt that he should not waste his efforts to dispose of himself, but he didn't expect that the plug-in suddenly fell off the chain, and he became the meat on the knife instead. However, now it seems that he has more than one hanging.

Could it be that there is another hanging, and it has something to do with what comes out of his body?

Anyway, no matter how many hangings, he can't use them now.

At this time, you can talk to him, no matter what, going home is the first thing.

"I think we can make peace, you see, you pit me, I pit you, and we don't know each other. In this way, you tell me how to go back, and I will do my best to help you recover. Zhao Ming patted Dr. Chen and threw an olive branch to him.

Beat a stick to give a sweet date, many managers are using it, and it is said to have a remarkable effect. I just don't know if it will work with this psychiatrist.

Dr. Chan pressed his face to the ground, rolled his eyes, and said, "Okay, but you have to kick me five times first, and kick me hard." ”

Zhao Ming's face turned blue, and he flatly refused: "I don't have this hobby!" ”

He is not stupid, he kicks two black shadows out of two feet, and if he kicks five more feet, won't five come out?

Why did he make this request again and again?

Is it important?

Zhao Ming had to pay attention to it,

So

What the hell are these things?

Could it be the Fivefold Seal?

Zhao Ming touched his chin and fell into deep thought, but unexpectedly, Dr. Chen suddenly became excited: "Quick, kick me!"

I promise to be your enemy again,

Also, the house, car, and shop in my name are all for you,

Plus, I have a few million in my card, all for you!

Hurry up and kick me!

Hurry up!

It's too late! ”

Zhao Ming: ......

If he had put it aside, he would have said that I had never seen such a request in my life, and then he rolled up his sleeves without hesitation. But not now, after witnessing this doctor's series of operations, he can be regarded as opening his eyes to the world. Compared with life safety, any house, car, and money are all floating clouds.

Just when Dr. Chen begged Zhao Ming to give him a gentle kick, the yin wind blew even tighter, and the black sand flew wildly, blowing Zhao Ming couldn't open his eyes.

In his ears, Dr. Chen was shouting for help in a hoarse voice, with urgency and panic in his voice, as if boiling water had been boiled and a sow was about to be slaughtered: "Sir, help me!" Adults, help me! I am..."

"Noise." An impatient voice fell, and Dr. Chen's voice stopped abruptly.

Zhao Ming opened his eyes and silently made up two words for him that he hadn't had time to say: ghost difference.

On the black clouds not far away, there were two people dressed in official mansions standing in front of and behind them, and the two of them were dressed very much like the catchers in the ancient yamen.

"Wang Shu, you're too much!" The person in front seemed to be very angry, pointing at the latter and scolding him, "You beat him to the ground without asking, do you do such a patrol?" ”

The inspector named Wang Shu was sprayed in the face, slowly wiped the saliva on his face with his sleeve, and said casually: "He talks too much, I am annoyed to listen to it"

"How many words did he say?" The temper patrol exploded directly.

"I don't know, it feels like it's all in the water."

"Don't forget that this is my territory, if you don't like to listen or don't listen, you should get out of here! I'm telling you, this is the first and last time, if you dare to go beyond the bounds, don't blame me for looking for an inspector to judge......"

Zhao Ming squatted below and ate melons silently, and learned from their conversation in a few words that there were still civil servants in the prefecture. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, but I don't know if the civil servants in the prefecture are good or not, and what conditions need to be met? Also, they just said that the soul is scattered, what soul is scattered, and who is scattered?

Suddenly, Zhao Ming's heart set off a stormy wave, and he subconsciously glanced in a certain direction, this glance was not tight, and he was almost frightened out of his body.

The place where Dr. Chan lay was only a pile of charred black slag, and not a single bone remained.

Damn, do you want to be so exciting?

Dr. Chen died too suddenly, although he was right, Zhao Ming also felt a sadness in his heart.

Can you not be sad?

Dr. Chen, an insider, has died so miserably, what good results can he have as an outsider?

The two were still talking about something, and Zhao Ming didn't have the heart to listen. His brain was racing, thinking about what to do next.

The most important thing now is how to deal with the two people's questioning, and how to concisely and accurately summarize the ins and outs of the matter.

That grumpy inspection is okay, it looks like a pragmatic and reasonable, but the inspection called Wang Shu is very difficult to deal with, what should I do to express my sincerity, at least let him feel that he doesn't have the number of words...

The grumpy catcher landed first with a black cloud, scolding and scolding, and a lot of spittle sticking to his beard. Wang Shu then landed, holding a fan and fanning it, and his attitude was very casual.

Zhao Ming raised his head with his legs in his arms, and shivered to meet the scrutinizing gaze of the two.

"Huh?" The grumpy inspector snorted lightly, stretched out the wooden stick in his hand and stabbed Zhao Ming, his eyes were full of incredulity, "It's a living soul?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Shu squatted down, looked at Zhao Ming with his eyes, then covered his mouth with a fan, yawned and said, "What's there to be surprised about?" Isn't it just that the soul is temporarily out of the body? ”

Not only why, Zhao Ming also yawned, rubbed the tears in the corners of his eyes with his hands, and looked at Wang Shu blankly.

"What did you do again?!"

There was a thunderous roar in his ears, and Zhao Ming was frightened, but there was white light all around. The two inspectors were no longer visible, but the lazy voice fell lightly into the ears.

"Of course it's the overstepping..."