Chapter 107 Bet on Your Life! (Fifth Update, Please Subscribe!)

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"Is there something wrong with her mind?" Bai Yingying was a little confused.

Zhou Ze also shook his head. To be honest, Zhou Ze couldn't figure out what was going on. When he was a doctor, he often encountered auspicious days for caesarean sections.

But I have never seen someone who said that he had to choose the time to die.

It is estimated that the old woman had been staring at the clock at home when she was lying on the hospital bed, counting when she died.

Seeing how the old woman is crying, she must be pretending not to be pretending, people are dead, so why pretend, who is the hypocrisy for?

It's just that she kept crying there, which made Zhou Ze a little upset. The old man couldn't hear it, but he could hear it. The quality of my sleep is not good at all, so what's the matter with being quarreled like this when I rest later? rest?

Zhou Ze doesn't have the heart of a bodhisattva, and his conscience was eaten by himself not long ago.

The old woman crying there will not arouse Zhou Ze's greetings, it will only arouse resentment.

"Scare her and silence her."

Zhou Ze motioned to Bai Yingying.

Bai Yingying nodded, showing her fangs, the aura of a zombie was revealed all of a sudden, the old woman stopped crying as expected, she was frightened.

At the same time, the old woman's obsession is slowly dissipating.

The reason why ordinary dead souls can stay in the world is nothing more than a ray of obsession, and once the obsession dissipates, they will naturally return to the place where they should go.

What the ghosts need to capture and send to hell are those dead souls whose obsession is difficult to dissipate or who simply become ghosts. These are the achievements.

That is,

Previously, if Zhou Ze sent the old woman away, it would be counted as performance. Although it was not high, it was still the meat of a mosquito's leg.

But now, the old woman can go back to hell by herself. Even if Zhou Ze opened the door to hell for the old woman at the risk of a ruptured wound or fainting, it was just a thankless gift to the old woman. You can't get any benefits.

The ghost of the old woman is slowly dissipating, gradually sinking into the ground.

"Boss, why are your hands shaking?"

Bai Yingying, who had been supporting Zhou Ze all the time, sensed Zhou Ze's strangeness.

"Distressed."

Zhou Ze spat out these two words.

He sort of understood what Little Lolita said about the possible impact of keeping Bai Yingying by his side. Some goddamn ghosts were attracted by him, but they were frightened by the zombies and suddenly realized that they didn't even dare to fart. up,

Then what's the matter with me?

Of course, this is something that cannot be forcibly reversed after all, and today's surprise is already there. The news of the key to the gate of hell and the little loli may have a major accident, which is much higher than the performance of a dead soul. .

This time, I slept soundly.

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Ze found that his strength had recovered a little, and he was not as weak as yesterday. Before Bai Yingying could help him, Zhou Ze stood up with his hands.

Although a little staggered, he finally stood up.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Bai Yingying was very worried by the side, for fear that Zhou Ze would suddenly fall, especially when Zhou Ze signaled not to help her down the stairs.

With Zhou Ze's current physical fitness, he is about the same as grandpas and grandmas with handicapped legs.

Bai Yingying was really worried that in case Zhou Ze fell and broke an arm or a leg, or more exaggeratedly hemiplegia or something, the mentally handicapped electric "woo woo woo" wheelchair that Lao Dao bought might really come in handy.

Early in the morning, the female corpse's thinking jumped a little,

In her mind, she began to automatically imagine the image of her boss sitting in the electric wheelchair and moving "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Take another pacifier,

It is really,

"Hahahahaha..."

laughing, laughing,

Bai Yingying stopped, she saw Zhou Ze turned his head to look at her,

"The corpse changed?" Zhou Ze asked.

Bai Yingying shook her head.

"Corpse mad?" Zhou Ze asked again.

Bai Yingying immediately shook her head again.

She didn't dare to tell the picture she had secretly made up just now, otherwise the boss would stab herself to death when her body recovered.

Um,

Insert it with your fingernail.

Zhou Ze felt as if his nerves were miswired early in the morning, and said again:

"Call twice to listen."

"Beep beep."

Oh, it's normal.

Slowly walking down the stairs, Zhou Ze felt like he had regained the sense of accomplishment he had when he was learning to walk when he was a child. To be honest, Zhou Ze didn't want to try again that feeling of drinking fragments.

The coolness is temporary, it is instant, and then it is powerless and decadent for a long time.

Just like eating too much that stuff that night on the bed in high spirits, seven times a night,

As a result, the waist and knees are sore and weak the next day, and the legs are weak, and it may even feel like the wind immediately.

The old man has already woken up, no matter how late he goes to bed, he wakes up very early, he has a fixed schedule, and he still plays a set of punches in the morning.

As a warm-hearted veteran who aspires to care for women who have lost their feet,

He understands the importance of protecting his physical fitness.

When Zhou Ze came down, the old man had already punched, and was

Talking with the little monkey together.

The old man was holding some black mud in his hands, and there was a big bag on the ground.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly,

It's what the little monkey puts on your wounds when you're injured. The effect is remarkable, no less than the "Black Jade Intermittent Ointment" in martial arts novels.

It's just that the smell is a bit unpleasant, and for a clean freak like Zhou Ze, smearing a few layers of sludge on himself is no less than a torture.

But next,

Zhou Ze was even more shocked by the fact that the torture was aggravated.

The old man brought the plastic bag containing the soil to the little monkey,

To be precise, it is under the crotch of the little monkey.

At the same time, there was a sound of "Shhhhhhhhhh...

"Little ancestor,

pee quickly

Now let's make a fortune with this stuff,

good,

Hurry up, good boy, pee, pee, pee..."

Zhou Ze had black lines all over his face,

The mud that I smeared on myself,

unexpectedly,

unexpectedly,

That's how it came about!

"Ouch!"

Bai Yingying had sharp eyes and quick hands, and she held Zhou Ze when Zhou Ze was about to fall.

The old Taoist heard the movement, turned around,

He showed Zhou Ze a sunny smile comparable to the sun outside, and waved the black mud with one hand to say hello:

"Boss, roar in the morning!"

God behold,

If Zhou Ze hadn't happened to be injured recently,

The old man really doesn't know how many times he has died.

…………

From noon to afternoon, bookstores are generally closed for business. This bookstore, which is located in the center of South Street, is so self-willed and has such a b-style!

However, if a guest comes in and wants to buy a book or read a book and drink something, they won't push it out.

But before, in order to reduce his workload, Xu Qinglang put up a sign:

"The minimum consumption in this store is one hundred."

This is enough to scare away 80% or 90% of potential customers.

Zhou Ze just let it go, there are fewer idlers, and everyone's workload will be easier.

Of course, it's not like there aren't no local tyrants who don't need money. Zhou Ze had just finished eating and was struggling with the nausea in his body when a middle-aged man with streamlined hair and a yellow coat walked in.

He seemed to be very satisfied with the quietness of the store. After ordering a glass of ice water, he took out his laptop and sat on the sofa to work.

after a while,

His notebook seems to be open to the public,

sounded:

"Macau's first online casino is online, and the beautiful croupier deals cards online..."

The old way knows the elegant meaning by hearing the stringed songs,

As soon as the ears moved, they immediately leaned over,

It's like finding a like-minded friend.

As a result, when he looked at the interface, the old man was dumbfounded. What the hell is the f*cking bargaining chips all over the screen of the good island country quality education action movie.

"Do you also play online gambling?"

The man looked at the old man and asked with interest.

What kind of person is the old man? He can play like a brother with a monkey.

You can fool the cute water friends in the live broadcast room to buy Ming coins,

How can you fool the coal bosses in Liaoning to transport coal and sell it to Shanxi,

Immediately said:

"Playing, playing a couple of times occasionally, but not too much, not interesting, not exciting.

I usually like to go to Macau to play, just to relax. "

As the old Taoist spoke, he took out his little finger and dug his ears,

It's calm and breezy!

At the same time, the old man asked the little monkey to poke its head forward, and reached out to touch it.

This is pretending,

I see nothing,

The golden snub-nosed monkey, a national protected animal, is my pet.

Not much worse than those Arab local tyrants raising leopards, right?

The man was stunned for a moment, he had no choice, he didn't know whether what the old man said before was true, but this golden monkey is not fake.

Moreover, in the city center of South Street, opening such a bookstore is either a disease of the brain or too much money to burn, purely playing the game of life.

At that moment, the man suddenly became enthusiastic about the old man, and cordially invited the old man to sit next to him, and gave the old man a detailed introduction to the gameplay of his website.

Zhou Ze was also listening beside him, then took out his mobile phone, thinking about whether to call the police.

Most of domestic online gambling are liars, cheating people to put money in, make money for you first, and then fatten you up as a pig to kill. There are indeed countless.

Because no matter how the routine changes, it really doesn’t matter.

The greed in the heart of the key person is passed down from generation to generation and cannot be changed.

But the ensuing conversation prevented Zhou Ze from calling the police for the time being.

Because Lao Dao has always maintained his own b status,

Showing a disdainful attitude towards this constant lottery or other common gambling methods, the man spent a lot of money in order to win over this sick-minded local rich client,

Finally said directly:

"There is a really exciting project, but I don't know if you dare to play it, boss?"

"Tch, I dare to bathe ghosts, but I'm afraid of your

A stimulus program? "

Someone can testify to this,

The old man didn't brag.

"Tell me, what about gambling?" the old man urged.

The man hesitated for a moment, but still said:

"Gamble your life!"

for a while,

Zhou Ze, who was drinking coffee and listening to the chat, trembled slightly with the spoon in his hand.

In his mind, the old woman who stood in the store last night staring at the wall clock to see the time, even without knowing that she was dead, appeared,

And the sacrificial policeman who I personally sent down,

Before leaving, he said to himself, the gambling syndicate he pursued,

They don't bet on anything else,

don't play anything else,

Instead,

Bet your life!

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