Chapter 197

Zhou Ze didn't expect to meet a monk with a scabby head in this place.

At the beginning, the monk came to his shop and talked with himself about his ideals and pursuits for a long time. Then he was perfunctorily left by Zhou Ze. He didn't expect to appear here.

It seems that the monk's original idea is that all creatures are equal, people and ghosts should have their own right to stay, and ghosts also need to respect human rights. Oh, no, ghost rights, you can't force ghosts to hell.

At that time, Zhou Ze sounded that the monk was like a patient with secondary disease, like a poisoned generation. His mind was only thinking about how united Japanese children were, how strong they were, how able they were to endure hardship, how orderly they were when they were children, how advanced they were abroad, how backward they were at home, and so on. It was completely ungrounded and unrealistic.

At this time, the monk with a scabby head's high drinking of "official anti pornography" instantly made the street boiling.

Indeed, as Zhou Ze, he is indeed a servant of the underworld division, and this is indeed a dark place, a town of the dead, to put it better, but in the eyes of the underworld orthodox, it is an illegal shanty town gathered by a group of black families, which is the object that needs to be resolutely attacked.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every household began to close their doors and windows, and all the people who wandered in the street performing arts got into the alley one by one. Even the ladies who had just called Zhou Ze on the second floor to play with fat and powder disappeared one by one.

"Ho."

Xu Qinglang came over. He had gathered together in a place to watch acrobatics before. Now he had nothing to see.

"Where's Lin Ke?" Zhou Ze asked Xu Qinglang.

Before, the three people came in one by one, and the street was bustling. Now the street was empty. As a result, they only saw Xu Qinglang but not little Luoli.

"I don't know. I guess I hid somewhere and went to do my homework."

It seems that this is really possible,

Little Luoli is obviously a little abnormal, or it can be said that there is an abnormal trend.

At the thought of the hell girl who opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue when she first met and shouted, "the Yin division is orderly, and the yellow spring can be crossed",

Now I actually want to do primary school students' homework,

This painting style is really good HMP.

Zhou Ze has never experienced such a thing as pornography, but he once fished his colleagues for several times. In the past, he could get them out by paying 5000 yuan to a guarantor and writing a guarantee. However, later, he heard that the policy had been changed, and he was caught whoring. As long as he got married, he had to notify his spouse.

Well, anyway, this dirty place must be cleaned up. The key is that it affects your business, which is absolutely not allowed.

"Kick the door and go in."

Zhou Ze said to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang wanted to ask why it wasn't you, but after thinking about it, he still didn't care about these things. He stepped forward and patted the door, as gentle as a neighbor.

Zhou Ze twitched at the corners of his mouth,

He asked Xu Qinglang to kick the door,

But if Xu Qinglang's action is combined with another sentence: "Mom, open the door, it's me back!"

That would be perfect.

Zhou Ze walked over and kicked it up.

"Bang!"

The door broke directly, like paper.

In fact, most of the gadgets here are true and false, just like the food when Mrs. Bai hosted a banquet for herself and Xu Qinglang.

Although the door was not kicked, the effect of this scene was excellent. Xu Qinglang, who walked behind, felt that he could shoot a video for Zhou Ze at this time. If there was an official newspaper in Yinsi, he could contribute.

The title is: in 2018, under the correct leadership of the Yin division and the direct guidance of the top ten Yan Luo stores, the county's dispatchers, under the leadership of constable Zhou Ze, resolutely implemented the spirit of the Tibetan Bodhisattva's meeting on combating pornography and illegal activities, took purifying the ghost market as the primary task, paid close attention to the key work, further strengthened daily supervision, solidly and effectively promoted the lasting and effective implementation of this crackdown, and protected the business order of the city's "late night bookstore";

It has built a solid defense line to maintain the cultural safety of our city and created a good social and cultural environment for the economic construction of our city.

It's interesting to think about it. Xu Qinglang even covered his mouth and laughed behind him.

He is really not nervous. When boss Zhou is here, he seems to have something to rely on in his heart. He is not flustered at all. Last time in hot spring villa, boss Zhou was unconscious, otherwise things might not be so difficult.

After entering the hall, there is a screen across several spaces, and all the furnishings are antique. Looking up, I looked around, and a group of little sisters stood side by side on the inner railing of the second floor, looking down dully.

The girls suddenly became serious, but Zhou Ze was not used to it, and the atmosphere was much depressed.

And these young ladies kept swinging back and forth, like singing silently and shaking their heads, neat and uniform, adding a sense of coldness and desolation.

Xu Qinglang followed Zhou Ze and walked in. After entering, he felt the atmosphere was a little delicate. Unexpectedly, he took another step back unkindly, and simply stepped out of the door after thinking about it.

It's not like being caught for pornography. It's an obvious Hongmen banquet.

"Oh, my guest, don't you go inside?"

The little turtle stretched out his hand and gently pushed behind Xu Qinglang. Xu Qinglang only felt a chill on his back, and then he was dizzy. He ran directly to Zhou Ze at the next moment.

Tortoise stood at the door, smiled and turned to close the door, almost shouting to shut the door and beat the dog.

To be honest, no matter which line of business, when encountering competitors, few people directly hit the door. Generally, they will first touch the details of each other to see if there is any background.

But boss Zhou couldn't wait and didn't want to wait. This matter touched his scales.

And there is,

Boss Zhou is a little inflated,

Now he has armor,

And can drive unparalleled,

Even little Luoli is not taken seriously by him, let alone others?

"Yo Yo, those who come are guests. Calm down."

The monk with a scabby head came down from the upstairs, and the turtle on the side brought him a chair. He was not polite, and directly sat on it without saying to ask Zhou Ze for a chair.

"What the hell is this?"

Look, the monk with a scabby head was playing hide and seek on the second floor with his eyes covered,

It's really a trick.

"Oh, you can exalt the poor monk. I just come to play and join in the fun. I walk in the world of mortals. No matter when, I can only be a passer-by, just another way of practice."

The monk with a scabby head denied it.

"Then there must be someone here?" Zhou Ze asked.

At the same time,

Zhou Ze's patience is also slowly being consumed.

This is to smash the field,

There is no need to talk about any reason,

There is no need to be reasonable on the premise of violating your most vital interests.

"Master ghost, is this really going to wipe out pornography?"

Monk Lai tou touched his head, which was very tangled,

"It's a pity that the speaker is not here, and the poor monk just shows him a place. Well, Lord ghost, can we slow down? When he comes back, the poor monk asks him to come to you. It's really not good. The poor monk will persuade him to change a place later?"

"After a while?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Is it difficult that adults don't even want to give a little time?"

"Grace?"

Zhou Ze asked back, and then walked forward step by step.

Talk to me about grace?

If you don't count the ghost of the player who was attracted by the game and the victims,

According to Bai Yingying,

During the half month of his coma,

The bookstore has long been out of business!

Why should I move the bookstore to South Street? I don't want to have a larger flow of people and ghosts. Can I lie at home and wait for ghosts to come?

Now that the ghost is gone, how can I lie down?

When I think that I can't lie in the bookstore and fool around with salted fish, I have to go out and catch ghosts,

Zhou Ze is so angry.

"Sir, calm down and arrange some work for you. Good girl, take care of it and serve you comfortably."

At this time, turtle Gong took the initiative to come over and talk. He was going to give Zhou Ze a chance to go downhill.

But he really underestimated the importance that boss Zhou attached to this matter.

A grace period of one day,

It's impossible!

"Hum!"

Zhou Ze raised his hand and directly patted turtle's head. At the same time, his nails grew out and stabbed down.

Turtle's face changed dramatically,

But immediately, the small head actually shrunk directly, and then the body suddenly grew black thorns like hedgehogs. Like an emergency response, the black thorns on the body exploded and directly shot at Zhou Ze.

"Click... Click... Click..."

Zhou Ze was instantly covered by armor. These black thorns directly broke themselves after hitting the armor, and some even turned into smoke to dissipate.

"You are so skinny."

Zhou Ze lowered his head and said to the shrinking turtle,

Then he kicked it,

"Bang!"

The tortoise was kicked out by Zhou Ze like a ball. When he flew into the air, Zhou Ze's palm was stretched out, and the black gas from his five fingers directly wrapped him back.

It's like passing the ball to yourself seven seconds later.

The tortoise gave a scream,

Obviously, it knew that it was going to end badly. This aggressive policeman seemed to have no intention of letting him go and keeping his hand at all.

The monk with a scabby head immediately stood up,

Put your hands together:

"Amitabha, forgive me and forgive me. Zhou Chai, listen to the poor monk's advice and give him a wisp of thin noodles. Let him go first. You and I are all people of status. Why should we be angry with these minions?"

"Bahaw!"

A crisp sound,

Like a watermelon falling to the ground,

Crisp,

resounding,

Hot,

There was a pool of fishy red liquid flowing on Zhou Ze's palm,

And below,

Is a pool of meat sauce,

Curled up in a ball, barbs horizontal,

It is clear that it is really a hedgehog,

Now I can't die anymore.

Zhou Ze raised his head,

He looked a little more gloomy in a black armor, especially under the endless circulation of runes on the armor, which added a touch of mystery to him.

He looked at the mangy monk in front of him,

Confused:

"What did you just say?

Face? "