Fangzheng is depressed.

What the hell is going on with these ghosts?

Did they all dry up with his stomach?

His stomach is good, and he provokes whoever he wants.

The depressed Fang Zheng turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yuanhai who was gobbling up the table, looking at Zhang Yuanhai's mental state, and silently comparing the performance characteristics of the different stages mentioned on the No. 9 file in his heart, thinking about what stage of corpse oil poisoning does this Zhang Yuanhai belong to?

Dependencies begin to appear,

And his personality has changed drastically, and he has quirky behavior,

It should be about three to five days of corpse oil poisoning.

It has not yet shown a tendency to attack people, and the possibility of corpse oil poisoning for six or seven days can be ruled out for the time being.

After six or seven days of corpse oil poisoning, you will start to attack people because of dehydration in your body.

"It seems that there is still salvation. "Fangzheng's thoughts are full of thoughts in an instant, and everything happens in an instant.

At this time, the proprietress saw that Fangzheng had not moved, and began to urge Fangzheng enthusiastically.

"Brother, eat. ”

"Why don't you move your chopsticks?"

"Is my sister's noodles not delicious?"

The proprietress urged Fang Zheng to hurry up and eat noodles while they were hot.

Founder: "......"

He began to talk about him left and right, deliberately diverting the topic: "Boss, are you very hot?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, brother, let's eat noodles while they're hot, this is a free gift from my sister, don't want money." The proprietress continued to urge Fang Zheng to hurry up and eat noodles while they were hot.

Being urged by the proprietress all the time, Fang Zheng suddenly put on a serious face with a very serious expression: "Boss, I am a principled person, and I am a man who likes to live a decent life." ”

"Please don't humiliate my dignity as a man with the food you swoon. ”

hat？！

What the heck?

The proprietress had a bewildered expression.

How can a bowl of noodles be related to a man's dignity?

"Boss, let me tell you a little story. ”

"In ancient times, there was a female general who had returned from a victory on the front line and asked a bookstore scholar: Boss, do you know where a Xiucai lives nearby? The scholar smiled: He, a poor Xiucai who only knew a little sour, is now married to a virtuous and good girl, and he is doing very well. The female general sighed and took out a book of poems from her arms, if the boss sees this Xiucai next time, please help me return this to him, this is the poem he gave to the deceased back then, thank him for his grace in blocking an arrow back then. As the sun set, the bookstore scholar carefully put away the poetry collection and said happily to the customers in the bookstore, the boss is happy today, and all the books in the store will be reduced. ”

？？

The proprietress is confused.

"Brother, you have been talking so much and refusing to move, are you not giving my sister face?"

Fang Zheng looked at the proprietress with a cold face, and shook his head, sure enough, these ghosts are incomprehensible.

It seems that it is impossible to influence these ghosts with love.

Fang Zheng said with a straight face that did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice: "Boss, do you think I look like a person who can't afford to pay for a bowl of fried noodles?"

"This is a matter of the dignity of a man, I have nothing to do, otherwise, I will look at the palmistry for the proprietress and calculate the fortune of the proprietress in the next few years, which will be regarded as offsetting the face money. ”

Hearing this, the proprietress glanced at Fang Zheng in surprise: "You can still read palmistry, can't it be a little magic stick?"

The hostess was skeptical.

Literati are inferior to each other, regardless of their profession.

In both the East and the West, people have always been accustomed to dividing their abilities by age.

Ahem.

Fang Zheng coughed dryly.

Why does this sound so awkward and embarrassing.

He knows an old god,

And he is known today as the Little Stick......

"Little brother, are you worried that your sister will poison the noodles, so you have been refusing to eat it?"

I don't know what kind of psychological activities the proprietress has done, look at the face on the table, and then look at Fangzheng, and then show a very meaningful smile: "It's okay, my sister doesn't take advantage of you, who told us that my sister and brother met today is fate, my sister gives you the following, you show my sister palmistry, you don't owe my sister." ”

When the words fell, the proprietress stretched out a soft wattle.

Fang Zheng also did not shy away from it, and directly held the hand of the proprietress, and he was surprised: "Boss, your hands are so cold, but you look very hot, and your whole body is sweaty." ”

After speaking, Fang Zheng looked the proprietress up and down strangely: "Boss, don't you have kidney deficiency and lack of vitality?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng said in surprise: "Boss, there is a lot of water on your hands, how can these sweats feel slippery and sticky like a layer of oil and water." ”

"Look outside the door, there is an old Taoist priest with a bare body and only a pair of white pants running over from the door!"

Coldly, Fang Zheng suddenly pointed to the door and shouted in surprise.

The proprietress subconsciously turned around.

The next second, bang!

The fire in the store was skyrocketing, and there was an explosion, and the plump body of the proprietress was directly in the flames and was blown out.

Bang! The tables, chairs, and glass doors in the store all the way, and finally knocked over the pots and pans and gas stoves that were placed at the door to occupy the road, and the people broke their waists at nearly 90 degrees and got stuck in the stainless steel shelves.

And his body was mutilated, and his right arm and one-third of his right body were missing.

All the shocks came too quickly.

It's so fast that you can't be caught off guard.

It turned out that it was Fang Zheng who took advantage of the boss's unpreparedness, and when he turned his head to look behind him, he directly poured the hot pure yang true qi in his body, like a volcanic magma erupting, like a torrent bursting the embankment for thousands of miles, and frantically surged into the palm of the proprietress in his hand.

The scorching and hot true qi poured into the cold body of the proprietress, like boiling oil poured into cold water, boiling directly, exploding, and the proprietress was blown out in pieces.

But not a single drop of blood came out of the proprietress body.

She's not human!

At this time, the mutilated body stuck in the stainless steel shelf began to struggle and writhe, staggering back to its feet.

The proprietress who stood up was facing the square with her back, and the woman's head was reversed in a horrific circle, looking at the square with her face facing behind her, completely detached from the human bone structure. The next moment, her body also reversed and returned to her normal form.

"Yesterday's Britney, today's Mrs. Niu......"

"All men in the world are ruthless negative men, especially your younger brother, who turns his face faster than other men......

"Brother, today you have lost a piece of my sister's heart......"

The proprietress first muttered at first, and then looked at her sadly, as if she had been deceived by the negative man and had been deceived by the negative man to get rid of her feelings, and she was deceived by the negative man before she got rid of all her savings and glared at Fang Zheng.

As she spoke, the wound on the body of the proprietress of the noodle shop had healed as quickly as white liquid wax oil, healed the wound, and quickly recovered as before.

The remnants of the flowers and willows have turned back into the boss lady with a heavy chest and still charm.

Even the clothes were restored.

“T-1000？”

Fang Zheng, who was about to walk out of the noodle shop, was stunned.

T-1000, is it really you?!