There is a knife on the head of the color word, what kind of ghost this guy is, in fact, he is about to come out.

In fact, whether in ancient times or in modern times, people often have a great tolerance for the word "merry";

Ancient scholars are romantic, and it is considered an extremely elegant thing to linger in the flower street and willow lane, even in modern times, for those who boast about their achievements, you can disagree with his way of life, but you will not feel how evil it is.

All this, after all, is based on your willingness.

It can be "rhetoric", it can be "loneliness", or it can be "money and goods", people are still very open in this regard.

But the kind of pervert who likes to force to play despicable means often suffers from the contempt and spurning of society, and it is said that in prison, the lowest status is often the ** criminal.

The man knelt there and kept kowtowing to Zhou Ze, hoping that Zhou Ze would spare his life.

The bookstore is actually Zhou Ze's legal field, especially after Zhou Ze became a regular, this is also a special place, and those all kinds of ghosts and things outside will involuntarily want to get close to this bookstore, either they directly push open the door of the bookstore in ignorance and walk in, or they are attached to other places or have contact with this bookstore in other ways.

Boss Zhou fishes, and the wisher takes the bait.

Actually, at the beginning, Zhou Ze didn't see that there was a ghost lurking on the fat classmate, yes, including Xu Qinglang, he didn't see it.

Zhou Ze only noticed that the fat classmate secretly put medicine into a cup of milk tea, as for what kind of medicine it was, everyone knew it, in short, it couldn't be cold medicine.

In line with the fact that this is in his own store, according to the law, the guests who consume in his own store must protect their personal safety, so Boss Zhou has to take care of it.

"Hey, you saw it, didn't you?" Xu Qinglang said to Zhou Ze.

"Ahh

Zhou Ze nodded silently.

There is no need to explain this matter, let the people around you think that you are so awesome and you are so powerful, this beautiful misunderstanding, just continue to misunderstand.

"Hehe, you walked up and slapped that guy, and directly slapped a ghost out, to be honest, it looks quite unexpected, a bit like the Heavenly Master on Dragon and Tiger Mountain."

Lao Xu was still blowing to himself, and Zhou Ze continued to be silent, bearing these praises.

He actually wanted to say that he was just thinking about slapping this thing to give him a long memory, purely because he was unhappy and wanted to slap him, and it was a big deal to beat him up and burn some paper money, but he unexpectedly found that the pervert attached to the fat classmate was actually photographed by himself.

Actually, Zhou Ze also thought about why he and Xu Qinglang hadn't seen this pervert before, thinking about it, there may be only one reason, that is, everyone has a lustful heart in their hearts.

They all have that impulse, that restlessness, that kind of desire, which is similar to the pursuit of money and power, which is a manifestation of human nature, and therefore, perverts can rely on that cover to hide themselves.

Whether he exists or not, that fat classmate is actually a color heart, so that is his best protective color.

Zhou Ze opened the gate of hell and grabbed the diminutive pervert in the place with one hand, preparing to send it to hell.

"Spare me, spare me, spare me............"

The pervert is still praying,

But he didn't have any other useful words except for begging for mercy, such as sparing me and I could give you something, such as sparing me and I could tell you something important.

Well

In this situation, Boss Zhou is still very jealous and selfless.

Eventually, the pervert was thrown into the gates of hell.

Tonight's turnover can be regarded as an addition.

"Say, does every pervert have a knife on their head?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"Remember the teacher in the top hat you met before?" Zhou Ze asked rhetorically.

"Well, but that one was wronged, and this shouldn't count."

The teacher who wore a high hat was obviously wronged, but under the crowd, the high hat on his head didn't even help him take off Zhou Ze's nails.

Perhaps, Hell seems to have this tradition, perhaps because Hell is too big, and the people in the Yin Division are relatively lazy and lazy, so they like to play a one-size-fits-all approach, and most of them continue the "saying" of the Yang World.

Those who wear hats wear hats, and the tattoos of tattoos, what is the conclusion of the yang world, the Yin Division inherits what conclusion, which greatly reduces the work burden of the Yin Division, as for whether there is one wronged inside, I'm sorry, no one cares.

There was a business today, and Boss Zhou was too lazy to stay up until dawn, walked to the bathroom, took a shower first, and then went upstairs in his nightgown.

Looking at the back of Zhou Ze going up the stairs, Xu Qinglang took another sip of red wine, and looked at the cup of milk tea in question that Zhou Ze brought before, and the milk tea was already empty.

Xu Qinglang stretched, of course Xu Qinglang knew who drank it, and the person who drank it seemed to sense something wrong, and secretly went upstairs before.

Hehe.

Lao Xu's eyes wandered, waiting for a good show.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Zhou Ze sensed a little cold.

He was not afraid of the cold, but the very different temperature in the bedroom and outside still attracted Zhou Ze's attention.

I looked up at the location of the air conditioner, and the air conditioner was not turned on, so why was it so cold?

On the bed, the white warbler was lying there, covered with a quilt, still squirming.

Zhou Ze was slightly dissatisfied, and told her how many times he didn't go to bed before taking a bath, which was a kind of disrespect to the bed, of course, the most important thing was because Boss Zhou had a habit of cleanliness.

No matter how beautiful you look, if you dare not take a shower and go to my bed, I'm sorry, I'll kick you off.

"Ahem............"

Standing on the edge of the bed and coughing,

In the past, Bai Yingying was probably so frightened that she hurriedly stood up and admitted her mistakes, promising that she would definitely not dare in the future.

But this time, the white warbler was still lying on the bed and didn't move.

No, she moved,

It's just that he flipped it up with one of his legs, and the quilt was sandwiched between his legs, and there was a gentle "boom" sound in the quilt.

Boom............ Boom............

Sometimes melodious, sometimes tactful, sometimes passionate, sometimes low.

Time

The silver bottle burst into the water slurry,

The Iron Rider stands out with swords and guns!

Zhou Ze bent down, reached out and grabbed the quilt, and then lifted it, only to feel that the quilt was completely wet, not the kind of warm and slightly salty and sour wet, but cold and wet with ice crystals, and even the top and bottom of the quilt had become hard.

Lift the quilt,

Bai Yingying turned sideways and looked at Zhou Ze, only to see that her eyes were like silk, her hair was scattered, her face was flushed, and her red lips and teeth were pitiful.

I can't wait for people to gallop directly on horseback, until the horse leather shroud is returned.

"Bedwetting?"

Zhou Ze asked.

Atmosphere killer,

Little Fresh Saboteur,

The man who should be burned at the stake - Ze,

and the reason why the interpreter himself was still a single dog at the age of thirty in his last life.

Bai Yingying bit her fingers and slowly coiled her body, then she sat up, put her hands on Zhou Ze's shoulders, and said coquettishly:

"Boss............ I'm going to............ Boom ............"

Zhou Ze smiled,

This laughter is a little helpless,

He first lowered his head and looked at the quilt that had just been lifted and thrown on the ground by himself, which had been erected and could be used as a cutting board.

Then I looked between the legs of the white warbler,

You want

But I don't dare to give it.

I'm an ordinary person's body, I'm really giving it to you, tomorrow I have to go to the hospital to find Dr. Lin to have my leg amputated because of frostbite.

"That cup of milk tea, did you drink it?"

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Milk tea............ What kind of milk tea............ Boom............ What do people want, boss......... Boom ............"

Saying,

The white warbler leaps forward,

Her physical fitness was not something that the unequaled Zhou Ze could resist, and Zhou Ze was directly thrown to the ground by her.

There was a muffled "clang" sound on the floor.

Xu Qinglang downstairs raised his head and looked up, a little lonely and a little sad, he poured another glass of red wine.

Lao Dao, who was playing cards with the monkey, also raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head with some confusion.

"Boss, people like the smell of you very much, I really like it, ............ it."

Bai Yingying turned into a domineering female president, suppressed Zhou Ze, and flirted while helping Zhou Ze undress.

Zhou Ze showed a little helplessness on his face,

"Yingying, stand back."

"Boss, give it to me............"

"............" Zhou Ze.

It's not a question of giving or not giving,

It's not a matter of whether the stone is more or not,

Is it a water curtain cave or an ice cave below you,

Don't you have a B number in your heart?

At that moment, Zhou Ze was ruthless, and there was no way not to be ruthless, his right fingernail grew out, he didn't dare to stab the white warbler, but just used his fingernails to stroke the white warbler's back and forth.

"Ahhh!!!!!!!!!h

The black mist began to enter the body of the white warbler, and the white warbler was stimulated to lie directly on the ground and began to roll, Zhou Ze did not stop, and continued to use his nails.

The white warbler flipped back and forth, shouting incessantly.

She was most afraid of her boss's nails.

…………

downstairs

Xu Qinglang, who was drinking red wine, let out a "poof", squirted out the red wine in his mouth, raised his head, and was a little surprised, so fierce?

Lao Dao was so frightened that the cards in his hand fell to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling again,

Groove,

The boss is powerful?

Lao Xu and Lao Dao are very hurt at this moment,

It is a kind of sadness and bitterness that is compared as the most unacceptable aspect of a man.

…………

After a long time, Zhou Ze withdrew his nails,

The eyes of the white warbler, who was lying on the ground and almost collapsed, finally regained clarity, as if she had finished venting, she looked at Zhou Ze a little blankly:

"Boss, what just happened?"

"You said your back is a little itchy, scratch it for you."

"Oh, thank you, boss."

"Go down and take a shower." Zhou Ze said.

"Okay, boss."

The white warbler leaned against the wall and slowly walked downstairs, and when she walked, she was also crooked, which was very difficult.

She saw Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao looking at her with a sympathetic gaze.

Since then, for a long time, neither Xu Qinglang nor Lao Dao have ever asked Zhou Ze to change the matter.

According to the old saying,

He can't blow it, he really can't blow it, he is looking for a poor woman who has lost his footing, but the boss KO is a zombie,

How can this be compared?