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Chapter 184 The Chosen One

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    ?

    "Not playing?"

    Facing the girl's questioning,

    Zhou Ze was a little speechless,

    This kind of thing is about what you want and what you want, or the money and the goods are cleared. I have never heard that you can buy and sell by force.

    You are awesome,

    You can cross the line,

    Can you come to my yard from next door,

    But no matter how awesome you are,

    Take a step back and say,

    You look so torn apart now, even if I just refused hypocritically, I still can't be willing now.

    Boss Zhou stroked his forehead, feeling a little sad.

    But the girl was obviously very angry. At this moment, the blood in the hot spring pool really overflowed, and at the same time, the girl's originally broken body parts were slowly assembled.

    alright,

    The body is assembled,

    It works.

    Is that what you mean?

    Isn't it all the same when the lights are turned off?

    The most said thing is not "You pressed my hair?"

    Chinese parents will educate their children from an early age that it is wrong to be picky eaters. Think about how many peasant uncles in ancient times worked hard to farm the fields until they had no money to marry a wife and had to be single.

    Boss Zhou wants to follow his heart. If Congxin can solve the trouble in front of him, it is best not to resort to violence. After all, from the standpoint of a woman, people are so proactive. As a man  No matter what the reason is to shirk, it will always be despised.

    But looking at the assembled girl, the original broken and bonded parts of the body have obvious raised blood marks, and there are dense blood-colored lines all around, like the painting silk embroidered by Li Kui.  The dolls that are spelled out are the visual sense.

    sorry,

    I reject.

    Zhou Ze stood in place, watching the girl approaching him step by step, the nails on Zhou Ze's hands slowly grew out.

    Then,

    The woman approached her,

    The surrounding blood rushed towards Zhou Ze like boiling water, it was really a big momentum.

    Zhou Ze opened his arms, fingernails swept to both sides, the blood and water separated directly, and the girl's body was split into two halves at this moment. The poor girl was like a piece of plasticine. It was just assembled with great difficulty, but Zhou Ze gave it to him.  Destroying flowers with hot hands.

    If I can't do anything to this glass, I can't do anything to you?

    The girl who split in two began to squirm, as if she was about to get back together.

    Zhou Ze didn't talk nonsense, he continued to cut the nails, like cutting vegetables, and split the girl again. In line with the principle that he is not so beastly, Zhou Ze picked up the two halves of the girl's head, turned around and walked directly into the living room  inside.

    Perhaps,

    The girl was shocked too,

    Such a stunning appearance, such a sharp declaration,

    In the end,

    I return it like a dish delivered to my door,

    It was really cut by Zhou Ze.

    The girl's head was placed on the coffee table by Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. To be honest, with Zhou Ze's current strength and status, solving a little female ghost could no longer stimulate him in the slightest.

    But some questions, Zhou Ze had to ask her, the most important thing is,

    It is how to get out of this damn mirror world.

    After the girl's two head parts were put together, they began to fuse slowly, and the body outside the living room also began to condense again. The headless body kept wandering outside the living room, as if wanting to walk in, but a little afraid  .

    After the girl's head was recovered, she put it on the tea table and continued to stare at Zhou Ze, but the anger in her eyes was much reduced, and instead, it was a kind of fear.

    As the saying goes, poor people must have something to hate, and the same is true for ghosts.

    Boss Zhou has also read countless ghosts, and he has heard a lot of various ghost stories. He can more or less guess what happened to the girl during her lifetime.

    Be polluted by j,

    was also dismembered,

    In the end, I was trapped here and became a dead soul in the mirror. It should be pretty close.

    She scrubbed her body desperately, hoping to get some psychological hints and comfort from this action, so that she could feel that her body was still clean.

    A poor Japanese girl,

    This kind of pity knows no borders.

    But ghosts are the product of such extremes. In fact, people who are too indifferent are not qualified.They looked like they were 8 years old, holding two large plastic bags in their hands, one of them was wearing a peaked cap, and the other had long artist-like hair.

    The peaked cap and the long-haired man sat down opposite Xiaopingtou, and the two put their things beside them.

    The peaked cap pointed to the crew-cut guy who sat opposite and was smoking a cigarette, and smiled at the long-haired man beside him:

    "What did I say before, his home team lost today, he must be in a bad mood and angry all by himself, hahaha"

    "Laugh at your mother, you know how to laugh when you smile!

    Today I could have won the Jiangsu team, wow!

    Their home court in Jinling was evil today, but we hit a few goalposts, and they just kicked in, it was really pissed off.  "

    Xiaoping pointed directly at the peaked cap and cursed. Obviously, he was really in a bad mood.

    "Isn't it just that the team lost the game? What's the big deal? Didn't Real Madrid and Barcelona also lose?"

    The peaked cap said disapprovingly, and then he opened the bag, "Come, come, let's have our party, and I brought the drinks too."

    There were clothes in the bag, which were taken out by the peaked cap, and a set was handed to the small crew in front of him.

    Xiaopingtou took the clothes, and the three of them started changing.

    These three sets of clothes are the military uniforms of the Japanese army. After being baptized by various anti-Japanese war movies, the Chinese people are so familiar with this set of clothes that they can't be more familiar with them.

    Xiaoping tidied up his collar, looked in the mirror, and looked very satisfied.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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