In the car,

Zhou Ze looked at Lao Xu kneeling on the ground,

I also saw the scene of Lao Xu stabbing himself in the face with a dagger,

honestly,

It hurts.

Boss Zhou's orientation is very normal,

Although I have been with Xu Qinglang for a long time, they are all in a regular relationship;

But as the saying goes, even for men, good-looking men are floating in front of you. Isn't it comfortable to see them?

Now,

Xu Qinglang is disfigured.

"Tut..."

A little uncomfortable,

Zhou Ze took out his lighter and lit the cigarette with the filter tip almost in his mouth. He didn't smoke, but just clamped it on his fingertips, and his hand was outside the window.

Soon,

The heavy rain wet the cigarettes,

This cigarette,

It's impossible to burn any more.

"Ah, ah, ah!!!!!!!!!"

Scream,

From the noodle shop,

they hurt,

Of course it hurts,

Zhou Ze's hand shook, unable to shake the nonexistent ash. In fact, he didn't know the significance of doing this action.

In Lao Xu's cry,

With a kind of relief,

Like a person who has been depressed for too long,

Finally broke free from shackles.

Swallow her,

Invite Poseidon,

This is the intention

Zhou Ze turned on the wiper,

I watched the wiper constantly brush away the rain on the window, but in the next second, the water droplets covered it instantly, and the cycle began again and again. Under the heavy rain, it never stopped.

"Do you want to seal a part of Poseidon in your body?"

Zhou Ze was thinking,

He had to think,

How much Lao Xu loves his face, Zhou Ze knows.

When he was a child, he was bullied and laughed at because of that face. Even when he grew up, he was harassed because of that face.

The land in my hometown was demolished and more than 20 suites were obtained,

But his choice was to open a small noodle shop,

And it was very deadly and opened together with the original two goods Xule bookstore,

Opened in this old business center that doesn't shit.

A little... Tofu beauty.

Zhou Ze has always felt that it is normal for men to like his face and men to "trim" themselves.

Many men like to flaunt themselves with "slovenly",

Take Einstein, short, big and tight, etc. as examples,

But I don't want to see if I have someone else's inner side that can completely explode.

"Alas."

Sighed,

Talking to himself:

"Lao Xu,

It's disfigured. "

It's like saying,

My best-looking porcelain is cracked,

Heartache.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the metaphysical mind is the right method;

My body is a prison, my heart is a lock, and my soul is a ban,

Seal,

Save,

Bundle,

Yes! "

In a pool of blood,

Xu Qinglang spread out his fingers, dipped in his own blood, and began to draw blood amulets beside him while drinking the spell.

The whole scene,

It looks a little bloody and dazzling,

A man weak to the bone,

A man who can stimulate the protective desire of men and women at a glance,

He knelt in a pool of blood,

His chest, his face,

Blood keeps flowing;

But in his eyes,

But full of peace,

As if ruined,

It's not me at all,

But one thing,

Tools.

Zhou Ze remembered that he had received a veteran before. The veteran was a real veteran, not fabricated in the current era of we media. After the war, the veteran did not become an official, but went home to farm.

This one,

Thirty years;

When I was too old to plant, I went to the martyrs' cemetery to guard the cemetery for my former comrades in arms, who knew and did not know, and who might have stirred spoons in a pot in those days.

This is another twenty years.

On a rainy morning, while sweeping the floor, he fell down and broke his leg.

Zhou Ze remembers that when he was treating him and preparing to comfort him according to his previous habits,

On the contrary, he was comforted by the old man,

The old man is still calculating seriously. At his age, he broke another leg. What else can he do next?

Later, during the ward round, the old man talked with Zhou Ze. He said that people who really came down from the battlefield actually cherish their lives, but their lives are different from others.

They will calculate,

For example, I lost a hand, where I was shot, what I was injured, and how much food I ate at noon today,

Calculate and calculate,

I feel that there is little connection between body and life.

Without legs, life is still there;

Probably,

That's the feeling.

At this time, Lao Xu made Zhou Ze think of the veteran.

For one purpose,

Even your own body,

The person in the mirror when I get up every day,

In fact, they are all sacrificial parts.

Lao Xu's face began to turn white, a kind of weird white, not like excessive blood loss, but like poisoning.

Zhou Ze was still sitting in the car watching,

Lao Xu said,

Let him deal with it by himself.

Zhou Ze agreed,

So now,

He was watching,

Watching him die,

Looking at his disfigurement,

Watching him laugh and wheeze for a while,

Have the heart?

Unwilling,

But I have to endure it.

Green stripes began to appear on Qinglang, first on his chest, then on his limbs, and finally, slowly penetrated into his face.

Lao Xu at this time,

It's a bit like a wizard in an African tribe,

Very simple,

Very simple,

Very desolate;

Like a sculpture,

It can be collected by the museum.

When Xu Qinglang finished reciting the mantra,

Zhou Ze suddenly felt,

The rain around here,

Suddenly it became bigger than before,

And to the point of exaggeration,

It really poured down,

The rapid sound of raindrops falling, like the galloping of thousands of troops.

Lao Xu's inheritance is not a famous and decent school. His master is like that, and it is impossible to teach anything aboveboard and bright.

Therefore, Zhou Ze didn't feel strange about the scene of Lao Xu at this time.

The rain is falling,

Blood is also falling,

The light in the noodle shop is on, but it reflects a bloody blush.

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze felt that what Lao Xu was doing at this time was a little familiar.

He wants to bind the sea god who doesn't know where he is free with himself,

It means,

In the future, it is likely to rely on this to rely on the power of the sea god.

During this period, there must be restrictions, wrangling, mutual vigilance, and of course, there will be benefit transmission and compromise between the two.

somewhat,

Familiar,

Zhou Ze turned his head, broke off the reflector and looked at himself in the mirror.

Ah,

I said why breathe so much,

Self in the mirror,

Also laughed together.

"Hey, I said, you won't be sealed on me too......"

"Look... Door............ dog............."

"Tut."

Zhou Ze smashed his mouth,

"Is it urgent?"

Zhou Ze suddenly became interested and continued to look at himself in the mirror, saying:

"No, really?"

"Look... Door............ dog............."

"Hey, this sentence is all about tossing and turning? Your explanation is a little pale. Can we change something new?"

"Since... Taking... As... Yes... Look... Door... Dog..."

Zhou Ze looked at himself in the mirror,

A middle finger was raised.

"Hoo..... Hoo..... Hoo......"

At this time,

Suddenly, the wind came from the noodle shop,

Together with the lights, they began to flicker,

The temperature around also fell down,

Somewhere,

What is really being pulled,

Pulled over.

"Seal!"

Xu Qinglang put his hands on the ground,

Hold your head high,

Gritting his teeth,

Is suppressing the backfire in his body.

His muscles were spasmodic, and the wound on his chest was trembling, especially the hole on his face that he stabbed and stirred again, which seemed particularly ferocious at this time.

Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone,

Habitually want to give Lao Xu a close-up,

But think about it or put the phone back.

Sprinkle salt on others' wounds,

add fuel to the flames,

It is a kind of thing that can make most people feel addicted and can get pleasure,

But looking at Lao Xu in such pain,

Zhou Ze is really a little impatient.

"Ah, ah, ah!!!!!"

Screams came,

Fortunately, this business center is basically empty,

And the rain is heavy at this time,

Don't worry about disturbing others.

Lao Xu is still in pain, but he has been holding on. If he holds on, he will succeed.

The previous invitation to enter the urn is actually just foreplay. The real pain and struggle are here.

The sea god, or the serpent demon in the sea, cannot be willing to let a mortal on land force a relationship with himself.

To put it bluntly,

This relationship,

In the western system, it is called contract. In the East, it may be more appropriate to call it "companion".

It's kind of like two people doing business together,

The grade gap should not be too large, otherwise this business cannot be done. The word "friend" of a friend, to put it bluntly, is two equal strings of money.

In the eyes of Poseidon,

Maybe Lao Xu,

I really don't deserve it.

Thinking of this,

Zhou Ze frowned again,

I looked at myself in the mirror again.

"You....... Also....... Know....... Way....... Ah......"

"Damn it,

Give me a strong seal and block his mouth. "

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

Wait slowly,

At the same time, I am also thinking about what to do after Lao Xu succeeds?

Monkey mud seems to be of great benefit to yourself, but it seems that it is not because of monkey mud that you are injured without scars.

After that, let Lao Xu go to Korea and fix his face?

But the whole face and the original face,

Even if it looks exactly the same, there are always pimples in my heart.

In fact, at least for Chinese men, no matter what they say, I love your soul, not your youth, not your body, not your legs, not hormone secretion,

But most of them still mind that their other half of the bed once used a beauty knife on their face.

ok

In the distance,

My friends are suffering,

Zhou Ze felt that he didn't respect him now,

But in addition to thinking about these messy things to distract, Zhou Ze has nothing else to do.

At this time,

In the ponding on the road in front of Zhou Ze,

Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared,

This is a human figure composed of rain,

The figure is blurred,

But behind him, there was a long tail, which was also composed of rain, shaking casually.

This figure,

Heading for the noodle shop.

Zhou Ze's face instantly became serious,

He straightened the seat that he had put down a little before to make it convenient for him to lie on his side,

At the same time,

Turn on the high beam in the car!

"Pa!"

Under the illumination of high beam,

The shadow also stopped,

then,

He turned his head, no longer facing the noodle shop, but facing Zhou Ze in the car.

This is a twisted and terrifying face, with sparkling drops of water, like dense scales,

With ferocity,

With intimidation,

He gave Zhou Ze a low and depressed sneer:

"Jie Jie............"

Zhou Ze licked his lips,

His skin began to appear green,

Two fangs appeared at the corner of his mouth,

There was a black light burning in his eyes,

At the same time,

There was a roar of zombies,

Without hesitation, he connected back,

"Roar!"