"How can I bear to blame you for making a mistake, I gave you freedom too much and made you even more lonely............"

Zhang Xinzhe's beautiful voice echoed in the study room, accompanied by the aroma of coffee and the bright sunshine in the morning, embellishing the taste of life just right.

Outside, the bustling crowd breathes life into this South Street day after day.

I didn't rest very well last night, so even if Zhou Ze was lying in his favorite position now, he still looked a little impetuous.

It is still the most familiar cat poop coffee, and the newspaper that is ironed the most neatly, but it can't hide the mood at this time.

In his previous life, Zhou Ze heard a story about how those prisoners who were sentenced to death felt in the final stages of their lives.

Now, Boss Zhou has experienced that feeling.

Xuanyuan Sword is on top, representing a kind of despair, even if it is the best mixed pig from ancient times to the present, in the face of the pressure of Xuanyuan Sword, he has to choose "suicide".

It's like the despair of those condemned to death who deserve it when they face the judgment of the people.

Rubbing his eyebrows,

took a sip of coffee,

At this time, Lao Dao came back with a broom,

Since the last time he cured his son's "illness", Lao Dao's popularity and status in their circle of sanitation workers have been improved again.

If nothing else, as long as he wants to, it is a matter of learning from the West to organize a strike of sanitation workers in search of better welfare benefits.

Tongcheng,

Sanitation

I am king!

"Old way, sit."

"Hey, okay, boss."

Lao Dao sat down opposite Zhou Ze.

The little monkey sprang out with a wet towel in his hand.

Lao Dao took the towel and began to wipe his sweat.

"Ask you something."

"Okay, you ask, boss."

"Yes............"

His mouth was open, but he didn't know how to ask.

Because Zhou Ze knows that this question can't be answered by the current old way, but how to switch the old way to the one who can answer the question, it seems that there is really no effective way?

Could it be that it can't be done,

Now just kick Lao Dao to the ground, try to kill him, and see if you can inspire the small universe?

But what if it doesn't come out, and Lao Dao is directly played to death by himself, what should I do?

Fingers tapped on the forehead,

Boss Zhou felt that his head was starting to hurt again.

"Boss, are you feeling unwell?"

Lao Dao asked with concern.

"Well, old man, do you usually dream?"

"Yes, often do."

"For example?"

"For example, big girl, hey, hey, hey."

"Haven't you ever had a dream like that, the kind of scabbard or sword coming to you?"

"Huh? No, the boss, the poor road doesn't collect antiques and doesn't like to play with swords,

How could you have that kind of dream?

As the saying goes, it's not a dream to think about it day and a dream to night away. ”

Zhou Ze nodded and waved his hand, "Okay, you go get busy." ”

"Okay, boss."

The coffee on the coffee table was picked up and drunk in one gulp.

The warbler walked over intimately and refilled the coffee.

Subsequently, Yingying walked behind Zhou Ze's sofa and reached out to give Zhou Ze a head massage.

She doesn't ask you what's bothering you, she doesn't want to share so-called secrets, she just stands by your side when you need her.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes and enjoyed this massage.

"Well, Yingying, you've been using perfume lately?"

"Xu Niangniang sent it, the perfume he refined himself."

"Oh."

"Boss, does it smell good?"

"Not bad."

"Squeak............"

the sound of the engine gears grinding violently and the tearing caused by the frenzied close contact between the tires of the car and the ground;

Followed by

Lawyer Ann and the little boy got out of the car.

Lawyer An was holding a blood gourd, and the little boy was also holding a blood gourd, and the two rushed into the bookstore like a wind.

Zhou Ze subconsciously sat up straight,

Lawyer An and his party, who went to Xuzhou to carry out the "Save Private Gengchen" operation, are back.

However, it is clear that they have paid a great price.

Zhou Ze remembered that before leaving, Lawyer An had promised himself that if there was danger, he would die directly, and in this case, there would be an ending of losing soldiers and losing generals, which meant that something must have happened over there.

Zhou Ze got up, walked to the side, and took a look.

There are several obvious blood holes on the little Lori's body, although they are bandaged, there is still black blood spilling out, and the blood presents a particularly unpleasant smell, like the original smell of soaking in the garbage dump for three days and three nights.

Gengchen was still a baby's body, and there was a terrible wound at the place of his navel, and it was the same, and black blood spilled from time to time.

"Is this, tainted?"

Zhou Ze asked with a frown.

"Boss, I can't stop the bleeding." Lawyer An grabbed his hair, looking a little anxious.

The little boy looked at Zhou Ze a little helplessly.

Along the way, they have been trying various ways to stop the bleeding, but they just can't succeed, and even, if you forcibly plug one of the wounds, the injured person will open another wound on his own.

"Send it to the pharmacy next door, let them do a debridement first, and I'll take care of it."

The injury is very tricky, but it is not to the extent of a fart right away, of course, if it continues to be left untreated, this body will definitely have to be abolished.

At the same time, there is also a very strange thing, that is, whether it is Xiao Lori or Gengchen, their souls seem to be locked in this body.

Yingying and Lao Dao were in charge of sending them to the pharmacy next door,

Lawyer An walked up to Zhou Ze and wanted to say something, but Zhou Ze covered his nose and waved his hand, and said with some disgust:

"It's a big deal, I'll talk about it after taking a bath."

"............" lawyer An.

On the premise of not affecting the overall situation, you can pay attention to it or try to pay attention to it, and pay attention to it, which can make your life more qualitative;

Because, if you don't pay attention to it, it will slowly become a success.

Zhou Ze went to the pharmacy next door, where there were three male doctors, two of whom could be responsible for some simple surgeries, and the other was paddling to prescribe medicine.

They are like three puppets that have been "polished" by life, at least in this pharmacy, no matter how incredible the patient, they can get used to it.

After the debridement was done, they silently withdrew from the operating room, without asking questions or spreading rumors.

Of course, their lives are still business as usual, that is, when they are in the pharmacy, they will become "dismissive" because of the influence of the bookstore next door.

Zhou Ze didn't change his white coat, the real problem with this kind of surgery is no longer in dealing with the wound, because whether it is Xiao Loli or Gengchen, the psychological tenacity of these two people is no problem even if they go to learn Guan Gong to scrape bones and cure poison.

The most important thing is to remove the source of infection from the wound.

Lawyer An and the little boy pushed open the door and walked in at this time.

They took a shower and changed into white coats.

The little boy's white coat was so big that it dragged on the floor like a dress.

"Boss, can you fix it?"

Lawyer An asked.

The little boy also stared at Zhou Ze seriously.

"It's not a big problem, let's talk about it, what's going on."

Zhou Ze pierced his nails into Xiao Lori's abdomen first, and the evil qi began to flow slowly and overflow, and at the same time began to envelop the power of a certain characteristic nearby.

The whole process is nothing more than seducing them first, and then plucking them out of the wall;

Generally speaking, the power of evil energy, which is full of evil attributes, has a strong attraction to these things.

It didn't take much effort for the source of pollution in Lori's body to take the bait.

Zhou Ze pulled out his nails violently,

A wisp of black blood splattered onto the ceiling, which had been renovated a few days ago and began to crack and turn yellow.

Zhou Ze pursed his lips, looked up for a while, then lowered his head and began to help Xiao Lori stitch up and bandage the wound.

"I've heard that cosmetic needles can make the scar a little smaller?"

The little boy leaned over and said.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

Looking at the little boy,

looked at little Lori again,

forthwith

showed an expression of looking at the beast,

Asked:

"Does Wang Ke know?"

………………

In the room of the Internet café opposite the book house,

Kyung had just taken a shower and walked out.

She is wearing a red skirt, a little girl, very cute and temperamental.

I have to say that Liu Chuyu's level of buying clothes is really good, and he is also a person who knows how to dress up and understand life.

And compared to Qing,

Her two friends are a little miserable,

Ryowa Yu both sat on the edge of the bed in briefs,

The expression is cold, indifferent, indifferent.

The clothes were dirty and torn, but there were no new ones.

"I've asked him to buy you clothes, and it's my negligence."

Qing walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it himself.

"This time, the deficit is a bit big." Liang said.

"And, why didn't he kill her!" You is a little confused.

Because, they knew that as long as the woman died, then the ghost of the study house would inherit the power of the pig.

When the time comes, whether it is used or eaten, it will be a great wealth!

Qing shook his head and said:

"We are now his subordinates, our dogs, and after helping our master hunt, as for what to do with the prey, it is the master's business, not our business."

"It's so embarrassing." Liang reached out and patted the bed.

"How did we get to this point?" Yoo let out a sigh.

Qing put down the water glass,

Looking at his two little friends,

Very seriously:

"We can't go back to that era, the era of supreme glory as law enforcers, the identity that makes us proud and makes us proud, has long been a thing of the past."

After a pause,

Kei continued:

"But the beginning of the new era is still in our hands, and we are already a little late in this car, so we have to hurry up and perform well.

Don't complain, don't complain;

Next time, don't hesitate to sacrifice one or both of us.

The remaining one, sooner or later, will rebuild the law enforcement team in hell, and when the time comes, the names of the dead companions will be engraved on the law enforcement team stele at the highest point. ”

At last

Qing sighed with emotion:

We are no longer us, we are still us. ”