Chapter 290 Violence!

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The snowflakes on the TV are still flickering, as if foreshadowing something,

All around was absolute darkness and a deadly silence that made one's scalp tingle.

Zhou Ze sat on the sofa,

Staring fixedly at the TV screen,

This should be the behavior any normal person should have at this time, and Boss Zhou is no exception.

And at this moment,

one hand,

stick out from behind,

Put it on Zhou Ze's shoulder.

very abrupt,

Without the slightest foreshadowing,

The person sitting on the sofa is so focused on the TV that he has no idea what is going on behind him.

Zhou Ze's body tensed in an instant, then he grabbed him with his backhand and threw him forward!

This is a kind of instinct, the stress response of people in such sudden situations, after all, Boss Zhou is a person who has seen the world, and he ate so many ribs just now, so naturally he would not be so scared that he would run around screaming.

However, after exerting his strength, Zhou Ze's body slanted, almost throwing himself over.

Because what Zhou Ze is holding in his hand at this time is just a hand. It does not have any other parts such as the arm or torso behind it. superior.

This is a woman's hand, with fine lines and visible capillaries, and a ring on one of the fingers.

Boss Zhou was not frightened by this scene,

Instead, he put his hand in front of him and began to look at it carefully.

He even took the initiative to stretch out his own finger to hook the other party's ring finger,

He swipe at the opponent's palm again,

like teasing,

It seems to be communicating again.

In the stillness of the dark night,

A young man sits on the sofa in the living room of the villa,

Looking at one hand,

this picture,

Enough to make your heart palpitate.

Fortunately, Boss Zhou is not a purely ordinary person. At least in terms of "fear", as a person who has walked the Yellow Springs Road once, his resistance level is indeed very high.

The question now is not whether I will be scared to death, will I be killed,

It's about how to get out of here.

A white bone spirit has already come to fight with him, so don't make any messy things come out later.

Putting the opponent's finger on his palm, Zhou Ze hoped that this hand could move, write and write for himself, leave some messages or something.

What request do you have, what grievance do you have,

Say it quickly,

My officer...

Forehead,

This officer is in charge of you!

Zhou Ze, who has a lot of experience in ushering and sending off in bookstores, can think about it at this time.

Generally speaking, the dead must have their obsessions in staying in the world of the dead. The pure ones who don’t want to die, I want to be a ghost king, and want to cultivate immortals, these secondary patients often can’t be ghosts, and they don’t need ghosts to send them off after death. Go to hell obediently.

There are quite a few similar books in Zhou Ze's bookstore, but in his own contact, Zhou Ze has never seen a ghost who wants to "unify hell" as the king of ghosts.

However,

The hand still didn't respond.

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to pat this hand, then put it on the tea table and shook it. This hand is purely a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and it doesn't care about you at all.

Since you are so "heart-like",

Why are you running out?

………………

"A lot of foreshadowing, a lot of nonsense, good water...so boring..."

here,

Bai Yingying kept flipping through the book "Nightmare at the Nib" in her hand.

"A Chinese Journey to the West" The wick under the Buddha's seat can become fine,

Then, as a zombie working in a bookstore,

Not to mention Confucianism is well-learned,

But at least well-read.

Yingying really read a lot of this kind of novels. During her lifetime in the Qing Dynasty, Mrs. Bai liked to secretly read some novels, but at that time they were regarded as Yin books, which were not popular reading materials.

Two hundred years have passed, and although low-level reading materials are still low-level in the eyes of some people who think they have a high personality, at least they can be sold on the shelves of bookstores in a grandiose manner.

This book,

how to say,

The early preparations are good.

The introduction is well written,

but then,

It's so well written!

The water made Bai Yingying want to vomit,

please,

Why so many appearance descriptions,

Why so much mental activity,

Why do we need so many environments to pave the way,

Why don't you just tell me what's going to happen?

And people are looking for a pen, so how can I have the time to watch you make up ghost stories here? If you want to read ghost stories, you might as well just watch yourself and the boss!

With that in mind,

Cranky stretched out his hand and tore several pages of paper in succession,

call you water,

tell you to drag,

Tell you to fill up the word count,

"hiss"

Did you hear the sound?

I tear it up!

The place where Bai Yingying tore it happened to be a black shadow, and a hand was placed on the protagonist's shoulder.

Then the contents of several consecutive sheets of paper were torn out.

Yingying's strength was still terrifying, and the torn paper shattered as soon as she pinched it.

This leads to a very tangled problem,

The story of where Boss Zhou is located on the other side,

After being violently torn by Yingying,

It's broken!

Because after the book was torn by Yingying, the plot of the story was after the hand was on the shoulder of the protagonist,

This hand is also scolding my mother!

The hand: "Who am I? What am I doing? Where am I going?"

Who will tell me,

What should I do next?

How should I go on?

So it's no wonder that Boss Zhou held his hand and gestured for a long time like a second-hand man, but this hand still didn't respond.

I am really confused at this time.

It was only the first appearance,

There are arms in the back,

And the shoulders,

And the body,

And scary figures,

That's all for now.

………………

"Where's the pen, where's the pen, where's my pen?"

Yingying violently tore apart while flipping through the pages.

She's looking for clues to the pen,

So I didn't have the time to read it slowly, just browsed roughly, and when I came to a useless plot, I just tore two pieces of paper in a row.

Fortunately, physical novels have been considered short stories in the past two years. A novel seems to be thick, but it is only two to three hundred thousand words.

If it is the current kind of casual novel with 10 to 20 million words,

Yingying probably didn't tear it up, she couldn't finish it, she had to burn it with fire!

………………

Boss Zhou put his hand down,

touched the pocket,

Lighted a cigarette.

take a deep breath,

Spit out smoke rings.

Oh shit,

What the hell kind of place is this?

"Meow!"

A meow came from overhead,

Zhou Ze stood up abruptly and looked up. The nails on both hands grew again. Although one of the pinky nails was broken, this was already the best way for Zhou Ze to defend against the enemy.

At the same time, the armor that was put into the body not long ago also reappeared. The armor cannot be kept outside, otherwise it will be like dropping "blue" constantly, and the body will be hollowed out soon.

It is only used when summoned in an emergency.

But the next scene,

Boss Zhou was directly confused,

a dead cat,

Drop this rope around your neck,

swayed down,

Shaking and shaking in front of Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze was on alert,

After confronting the dead cat for about twenty minutes,

In the end, Zhou Ze's eyes were sore, and his feet were even numb.

Finally one thing is confirmed,

this dead cat,

Really just a dead cat.

One didn't know what stimulated it. It might be that his cat wife ran away with other wild cats, so he couldn't think about the dead cat that had been hanged.

Before hanging yourself,

It let out a cry of reluctance,

It seems to be shouting: "I'm dead!"

Then die.

The corners of Zhou Ze's mouth began to twitch,

This is so...

What the hell!

I fuck you uncle!

Even if you play tricks,

Even if it's you who cast doubts,

Then can you be more professional! ! !

You throw one hand out,

You get a dead cat out,

What are you doing!

What about the back?

It's gone!

Are you trying to scare me to death after I make up my own brain?

respect,

It is mutual!

"Kacha...Kacha...Kacha..."

Seems to have heard Zhou Ze's complaint,

It also seems to be responding to Zhou Ze's dissatisfaction,

Snowflake TV, which had a lot of scenes before, has undergone different changes.

The black and white snowflakes on the TV turned into blood,

Immediately afterwards,

Like red blood started to drip from the TV,

stained the carpet red,

At the same time began to slowly spread out.

In the living room, there was a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Immediately afterwards,

A man with skin torn and chains tied on his body slowly grew bigger from the TV. Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the TV shell, and his body began to stick out continuously.

He has horns on his head,

red skin,

Some places are still purple,

Like a demon crawling out of hell,

However, like Doraemon who rides a helicopter from a drawer, he crawls out of a TV.

Zhou Ze's breathing gradually became rapid. Although he had never seen this type of demon before, as a real ghost from hell, the aura emanating from the other party was more than one level stronger than that of the previous Bone Demon.

honestly,

Without the consciousness in your body, you can unlock yourself,

When Boss Zhou faced this kind of opponent, he inevitably felt a little guilty.

The days of hanging out are still very good, at least you have confidence in your heart.

stand ready,

ready,

Patiently stare at each other.

The other party looked at Zhou Ze while grinning,

Slowly start turning it out from the inside,

head first

and then the neck,

Then came the shoulders...

………………

"You fucking ghost crawled out of the TV, how long do you need water,

People want to see the pen,

Look at the pen! "

"Hiss! Hiss!"

The violence is torn apart!

………………

"Come on, I'll be waiting for you." Zhou Ze thought in his heart, and at the same time kept staring at the guy who had crawled halfway out of the TV.

take a deep breath,

adjust mood,

Adjustment of status,

bring it on,

bring it on……

However,

All of a sudden, it’s like watching an old vcd movie, the disk is not clean and worn out,

The speed of the demon crawling out of the TV slowed down suddenly, and it was still twitching like a ghost.

"Didididi...beep beep...beep beep...beep beep..."

Climb out for a while, retract a little bit for a while,

back and forth,

It was like a convulsion.

in the end,

There was only a "click!"

The demon with half of his body outside and half of his body inside didn't move at all.

Head tilted,

side down,

mouth open,

tongue out,

He was...

lag!

"..." Boss Zhou.

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