Chapter 547 Turn the Clouds and Rain!

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Since Liang,

Oh no,

Since the wild was tamed and domesticated,

It doesn't seem right either.

In short,

Since the little boy entered the city,

It didn't enter any "hanging sky" mode.

There is no rhythm of "Rebirth of the Urban Zombie King",

every day is,

go to elementary school,

do homework,

Sleep with someone again,

It's like a tiger, whose head is pressed hard, let it eat grass, and let it cry and say "this grass is delicious!"

As for the kind of "I am a zombie king, why do I have to explain to others",

It hasn't happened yet.

He was dealt with too badly by Zhou Ze at the beginning, and even more frightened by that inexplicable winning hook, he lost his mind.

So after being brought back by Zhou Ze,

He has always obeyed Zhou Ze's orders, behaved well, and did not dare to go overboard.

The little boy twisted his neck,

hold your hands flat,

Ten nails grow slowly,

There are two fangs in the mouth, looming,

warm up,

Prepare.

"hehe."

The female curator just smiled,

"Did you rely on him to kill Lu Pingzhi?"

The known information now is that this woman came here for Lu Pingzhi. As for whether she is an enemy or a friend with Lu Pingzhi, Zhou Ze doesn't know.

"Roar!"

The little boy rushed out,

extremely fast,

Zhou Ze has personally experienced his strength,

Without "adding sugar",

Boss Zhou is no match for him.

And it's really Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death;

"boom!"

The body of the female curator was knocked into the air, her whole body seemed to be crushed, and she stuck to the wall with a "slap", but slowly dripped down again, re-condensing her figure.

Women are made of water,

And the female curator,

It's made of plasticine.

Advertisements like to use "bouncing bouncing, bouncing away crow's feet",

she doesn't

It's fine for her to pinch herself again.

"You are just a ghost messenger, you should leave Lu Pingzhi's things to me."

The woman spoke, still smiling.

Zhou Ze stared,

thing?

what?

for a while,

Zhou Ze really wanted to beat Lawyer An's idiot,

Lu Pingzhi's body was buried directly by Lawyer An, "a toast to death and a toast to the past".

Haven't figured out if there is anything else on him?

And the female curator seems to have misunderstood,

road:

"It seems that the thing is really in your hands."

next moment,

A puddle of wax oil appeared under the little zombie,

More than a dozen hands melted from the wax oil, grabbing the little boy's legs and waist.

"Roar!"

The little boy kicked his feet,

body trembled,

The hand beneath him was instantly shattered,

Then he opened his arms,

A terrifying evil spirit began to condense,

The toes of the whole person stood on tiptoe, and the person almost floated up, rushing directly at the female curator.

The female curator was caught again,

And was caught without resistance,

The little boy pierced his body with ten fingers, penetrated into it together with the evil spirit, and began to frantically strangle. For a while, the evil spirit spread across the beams of the wax museum, and the wax oil splashed.

Broken limbs are everywhere,

There are flying organs everywhere,

It's like walking into the Saudi embassy.

If this is another living person,

Almost dismembered by the little boy,

That's the nature of zombies!

Back then, Yingying, the little boy who used to be away from home,

They are definitely not the good temper they are in the bookstore now!

When all this is done,

The little boy landed again.

There was no look of asking for credit on his face,

Instead, he continued to look around vigilantly.

"Leave it to me, give it to me, and I'll leave. Anyway, it's useless if you take it."

over there at the window,

The female curator came out again, and walked directly into a wax figure of a celebrity in front of her. After a while, the wax figure of a celebrity began to melt, reshaping the appearance of the female curator.

"I have no malice towards you. At most, I just made a joke with you. There is no need to fight to death between us, is there?"

The little boy looked at the female curator. This time, he did not take the initiative to attack, but silently rotated his body angle to block Zhou Ze.

In the two fights, it seemed that the strangulation was completed, but the opponent was completely fearless and immediately recovered. This kind of opponent is difficult and annoying.

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette,

asked very seriously:

"Why do you think,

Lu Pingzhi was killed by me, just because I was the ghost messenger here? "

Strictly speaking, Lu Pingzhi was indeed a person smuggled from hell, and it was only natural for the ghosts to arrest him and kill him;

But you open your eyes and see,

Anyway,

Zhou Ze has never met a model ghost who really regards the interests of the underworld as his own interests and does not hesitate to sacrifice his own life to accomplish it.

"People in the Ninth Temple like to torture evil spirits for fun, and they even use this to conduct competitions, put their own labels on evil spirits, and compete whose torture methods are more effective and creative.

I am on you,

Saw his mark. "

Zhou Ze exhaled a smoke ring,

What killed Lu Pingzhi was Yinggou,

That guy is like an iron fool,

He punched someone to death,

I guess I didn't care about the little things like imprinting or not.

Boss Zhou felt that he still had nothing to do in the future and released Ying Hook, not because he was afraid that he would backfire on him after he recovered, but because of what that guy did recently.

Once he let go of the monk with a scarlet head,

Once was the imprint of Lu Pingzhi,

He is awesome,

eyes above the top,

Don't care about these cats and dogs,

But he was done and went back to sleep,

Do you have to deal with the bustard who came to ask for money for him?

Why!

"Okay, if I say that thing, it's not on me, and I don't know what you're talking about, do you believe it?"

The curator shook her head,

"I don't believe it."

"Okay, then there's no need to talk.

Hello,

fart boy,

You can't kill this girl today,

I will let you drop out of school tomorrow! "

The little boy trembled when he heard the words,

Somewhat dissatisfied, he looked back at Zhou Ze,

"You are so cruel" was written on his face.

Immediately afterwards,

The little boy opened his mouth,

A roar uttered,

Even the floor tiles under his feet began to crack.

The terrifying evil spirit began to wreak havoc here, constantly impacting the nearby wax figures.

suddenly,

All the glass up and down the entire wax museum,

At this time the collective is broken!

The female curator shook her head and said:

"The sky is round and the sky is so close!"

in the blink of an eye,

The female curator appeared in front of the little boy,

a slap,

It was drawn directly to the little boy's face.

so fast,

It's unimaginable!

However,

A cunning flashed in the depths of the little boy's eyes,

then,

Even suddenly pinched with both hands:

"The underworld is orderly, the law of death is ruthless, broken!"

"boom!"

For the first time, the female curator showed shock in her eyes.

a zombie,

He actually used a technique that only the underworld inspectors can do,

How can it not be shocked?

"Snapped!"

The female curator kept retreating,

The left arm hangs down,

as if broken,

Wax oil kept circulating in that position, but there was no way to repair it.

Obviously,

This time she was deflated.

Zhou Ze was slightly surprised,

it seems that

Lawyer An really cares about this little kid,

To the person next to the pillow,

very nice.

What Boss Zhou didn't know was that

This is because Lawyer An discovered that Yingying's bloodline had evolved again, and had no choice but to try her best to make up for the little boy who slept with her.

Lawyer An really didn't want the little boy to be like the little Lolita, who would run into Zhou Ze's bed in the future.

At this time,

The two staff members also showed up,

a man and a woman,

stand on both sides,

They are not puppets,

They are real people, or in other words, like the female curator, they have borrowed these two bodies.

Zhou Ze was really puzzled.

Wang Ke himself was so unlucky,

Why are Wang Ke's friend series so unlucky?

such as myself,

For example, the female curator, she is obviously not the original version.

actually,

Zhou Ze really wanted to sit down with the female curator again so that we could have a good chat.

Talk about the harmonious development of hell,

Talk about a happy tomorrow in hell,

the most important is,

Talk about what the fuck Lu Pingzhi brought out.

But obviously,

The female curator seems to have no intention of chatting anymore.

The two workers raised their hands together,

Instantly knelt down,

With a pious face,

As if worshiping and praying,

at the same time,

Shen Sheng said:

"Turn the clouds!"

"..." Zhou Ze!

What the hell is this!

What the hell is this?

Why is this move so familiar!

for a while,

On the floor tile plane of this wax museum,

A chain of black chains appeared,

And in an instant, the little boy was locked.

As for Zhou Ze,

No one cares about him.

Maybe the female curator also thinks,

Boss Zhou is just a ghost,

His true reliance,

It's a little boy.

Also relying on this little boy,

Boss Zhou was able to kill Lu Ping and take away what she wanted.

The little boy was trapped,

he is struggling

for a while,

But he couldn't struggle.

The curator closed her eyes,

arms raised high,

Then press down suddenly!

She and her two employees,

shouted in unison:

"It's raining!"

"..." Zhou Ze.

"boom!"

The little boy was locked by more than a dozen chains and fell to the ground hard.

He tried to struggle to get up,

But found that it couldn't be done at all.

The majestic force was frantically suppressing him,

This force seems to be integrated with the surrounding space,

his resistance,

It's all vented in these four weeks,

Couldn't find any focus at all.

The smile on the face of the female curator returned,

She seems to have always wanted to use this method to express her own uniqueness, to show her own style and her own elegance.

Zhou Ze's face became very exciting,

Because he seems to understand a little bit,

Why in the deepest area of ​​the Wax Museum,

There will be works in which Yinggou sits on the throne and dozes off,

so realistic,

such an image,

In addition to the face is not the same as him,

The remaining,

exactly the same.

That,

This female curator?

And this "turning clouds and rain"?

"Aren't you from the Yin Division?" Zhou Ze asked.

"You guessed it right, I am indeed not from the Yin Division."

The female curator walked towards Zhou Ze slowly,

The most intractable one was subdued,

She doesn't think it's a problem with the remaining little ghost.

at the same time,

She also saw the expression on Zhou Ze's face,

She thought Zhou Ze was afraid,

Also laughed:

"How about it, are you afraid?"

"hehe."

The corner of Zhou Ze's mouth twitched,

Nodding silently:

"Very scary."

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