Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy-Ninth: The Exquisite Monarch

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The next morning, Zhou Ze drove the only car left in the study, carrying Yingying, and set off.

Why is it the only one left?

Don't ask, just go to the old way.

With the car music on, Huai’an is not very far from Tongcheng, but it’s not very close. Although they are all in the same province, Huai’an has not yet opened bullet trains or high-speed rail, so you have to take a green train for more than four hours. Or he could drive by himself. Considering that he had to find the village after arriving in Huai'an, Boss Zhou still chose to drive.

Yingying was sitting in the co-pilot seat, peeling melon seeds for Zhou Ze. She wanted to take over the driving of the boss. After all, she also had a driver's license, but she was directly rejected by Zhou Ze.

Some other female drivers may be timid and sometimes at a loss when dealing with emergencies, but it is the opposite for Yingying. She is fine anyway in a car accident.

come come come

Hurt each other!

After a four-hour drive, after getting off the expressway and entering downtown Huai'an, Boss Zhou first drove the car to Huai'an Zhou Weiren Memorial Hall because he was on the way;

After taking Yingying for a tour inside, I went to visit the former residence of Wu Chengen.

In Huai'an, there are only a few scenic spots, and there is an ancient town in Hexia, but it is a place that even the locals don't bother to go.

In the evening, Zhou Ze found a restaurant and had dinner with Yingying.

It's not that Boss Zhou is doing foreign work here on purpose, it's purely because the small words in the lines below the painting indicate that he can only enter the village from eight o'clock in the evening to midnight.

After the meal, Zhou Ze set off again. The coordinates of the village were not in the urban area, but it was not very far from the urban area. They stopped at the corner of Lianshui District.

There were farmlands all around. Boss Zhou got out of the car and lit a cigarette. The evening breeze was warm and cool, which made people very comfortable.

A few days ago, it was a little hot and dry. Recently, the cold air has moved southward. For Zhou Ze and Yingying who like coolness, the climate is indeed much more comfortable.

The imaginary scene of "Spirited Away" did not appear, and there was no excitement similar to a ghost market. Boss Zhou is not an ordinary person, so naturally it is impossible for him to stand here and be surrounded by ghosts. The drop screen appears.

This is also strange,

It is obviously a village that made its fortune from gambling,

Even if it's a ghost business,

How can you make money if you have very few customers?

The four young men only said that their mother-in-law was dying of a serious illness, but they didn't say that their village was besieged. Their voices should not stop as usual.

"Boss, it's time."

Zhou Ze nodded, stretched out his fingers, a little bit of ghostly energy condensed on the fingertips, and casually pointed forward.

Well, all the instructions under the picture scroll have been completed.

The next step is to look at the reaction on the other side.

The reaction on the other side was quick. As soon as Zhou Ze withdrew his fingers, a lantern appeared in front of him. The lantern was getting closer and closer. When he got close, Zhou Ze saw a figure holding the lantern.

This is not a vague name, but because the lantern is really a shadow shining on the ground.

"Squeak..."

In the farmland in front of him, his vision was distorted for a while, and then, a bronze-colored gate appeared in front of Zhou Ze. The gate was half-open, and there were lights flickering inside, and people's voices could be heard vaguely.

"please……"

The shadow under the lantern spoke.

If other people encountered this scene here, they might have all sorts of strange reactions, but for Boss Zhou, who has even made a fuss in hell, no matter what Western scenes appear, they are not surprised at all.

Zhou Ze and Yingying walked in, and there was a dark corridor inside, but it was not very long. After lifting the slightly worn-out curtain in front, the scene of the casino that Boss Zhou imagined did not appear.

In front of him was a vermilion round table, plus simple chairs, surrounded by dark red curtains, the area was very large and spacious.

On the table, there are drinks and food.

But Boss Zhou will never touch the food here. His appetite has just improved a little because of the appearance of Bi'anhua oral liquid, and he doesn't want to go back to before liberation overnight.

The lantern itself floated in the corner, and the shadow disappeared.

Zhou Ze was familiar with himself, without any stage fright, he sat down on the chair directly, picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, the wine was very fragrant, but he still didn't drink it!

Yingying didn't take her seat, but stood obediently behind the boss, doing her job as a maid.

"The Maid's Self-Cultivation" has emphasized that you can be more casual at home, but outside, you must give your boss enough face and respect.

I thought that the big shot would appear next, even if it wasn't the seriously ill mother-in-law, at least a leader would come out to receive me, but no, Boss Zhou sat for half an hour, and what he was facing was still beaten to death Dishes that are impossible to touch.

The mobile phone has no signal here, even if you want to play with the mobile phone to pass the time.

However, Boss Zhou was also straightforward. Seeing that no one had come out, he simply asked Yingying to make up a few chairs and lay down by herself. Yingying squatted beside her and massaged herself.

Shaoqing,

Zhou Ze actually fell asleep.

not

It's just pretending, and there's no need to pretend here, Tie Hanhan is in his body, and with the blessing of half a face, he opened two hangs by himself, so the confidence in his heart is naturally full.

This is different from worrying about gains and losses in the face of celebrations.

The other party obviously knew his identity, so if he stabbed him anyway, there was no way out, so he had nothing to fear.

Another half hour passed,

Another door in the rotunda was pushed open,

following,

It is a disgusting stale smell, a bit like a large carriage of sardine cans that have expired for ten years, which is sour...

Ordinary people, not to mention meeting that real deity, would have to lie in a hospital bed for a few months after being suffocated by his aura, and it is not impossible for those who are unlucky to burp directly.

Boss Zhou, who was still sleeping just now, only felt that he had been thrown into the stinky ditch, and was awakened immediately, covering his nose, with an undisguised disgust on his face.

It's not a relationship, it's not a reason, and he's even ready to start doing it in the next second, so naturally he doesn't care whether the other party's face is embarrassing or not.

A fat woman came out of the door,

It's not that she's fat. In fact, her face, except for a bit of rouge and gouache, can be regarded as a very standard oval face. From this, it can be seen that the other party's figure, excluding the extreme possibility of a huge innate gap, should also be Not too fat.

It's just that the other party's clothes are a bit like the feeling that was once popular among Western ladies. They are abnormally fat, making the whole person look like a big meatball walking.

The other party walked in, and under the hem of her skirt, three young men ran out. They brought the chairs over and went back under the hem of the woman's skirt.

The woman sat down, her skirt spread out, and the area was huge.

After seeing this scene, Boss Zhou felt a little admiration in his heart, and also had an eye-opening feeling, raising a group of noodle heads under his skirt, this way of playing, really exploded the ten streets of the Baima Club.

"Zhou Butou?"

The woman spoke, her voice was not old, but full of a deep tiredness.

Zhou Ze didn't know what happened to the other party, but it seemed that he might have used some special method to keep his youth forever.

It's really scary for women to value their appearance.

"Um."

Zhou Ze nodded and responded.

In fact, he really hates this kind of perfunctory politeness. Whatever it is, just get straight to the point.

This point is somewhat similar to Tie Hanhan.

"It's an honor for you to come."

"Let me come, what's the matter, just talk about it."

"Someone gambled with me half a month ago."

"The person in the scroll?"

The woman nodded and continued:

"The bet is, Shouyuan."

Boss Zhou licked his lips, look, how high-end the bet is, compared to those who bet on the Russian wheel of Haitian Shengyan, they are simply weak.

"My bargaining chip is the twenty-nine and a half years of my remaining thirty years of life. His bargaining chip is his day.

I don't think he took advantage of it. In fact, his day is much more important than my 100-year lifespan. I think it's me who took advantage. "

Zhou Ze is silent, if that person is really a certain generation of Fujun, it is indeed correct to say so.

A day of the Fujun is indeed much more precious than a century of ordinary people, and this is an opportunity that can be met but not sought.

Judging by the woman's appearance, she should have lost, so she didn't have a good life for half a year.

at the same time,

Qing's two little friends are still in Jinling arresting that guy. If they knew that the guy had just recharged, maybe they wouldn't be so relaxed, right?

Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and said:

"I would like to gamble and admit defeat, what do you want me to do?"

"Because you are his guarantor in this game."

guarantor?

How do you feel like applying for a loan and a credit card?

"Uh, it's because he still has something he won that he didn't have time to take away, so he needs to hand it over to me?"

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Ze seemed that even the rotten smell was not so offensive. It seemed that this mansion was honest and particular, and this woman was also a person who valued integrity.

It's not a loss to come here this time!

The woman smiled slightly,

His expression was a little stiff,

road:

"Who told you that I lost the bet?"

"Isn't that obvious? Didn't you lose, how did you become like this?"

Besides, although the Fu Jun cannot be equated with the God of Gamblers, there is no doubt that such a character is excellent and mysterious in all aspects.

"Hehe." The woman sneered and said, "I won."

"How can it be……"

"He lost."

"No?"

"Then, he reneged on his debt. Not only did he not give me his day, but he also took away my life yuan."

"..." Zhou Ze.

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