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Vol 3 Chapter 678: Do you think I'm stupid?

The fellow saw tears when he saw the fellow.

Naturally inevitably greet each other:

Brother, how have you been mixing recently?

Zhou Ze need not ask,

Because this man in front of him had only half of his face, and even this half of his face was actually inserted by an iron stick.

This mixes up,

That is really miserable.

"Are you pitying me?"

The more miserable the more concerned about the so-called self-esteem.

"Are you really pitying me?"

Zhou Ze still did not answer.

"why do not you answer me?"

"I'm afraid you ask me to borrow money."

"Uh... Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Attorney Ann looked next to him, really worried that the goods would just laugh and die;

and also,

Are the watchdog's laughs so low?

"Relax, since I originally came out, naturally I won't go back."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Speak, you just said, is there a second-hand product that asks you to come to me?

Which two goods? "

"It's you."

Half of his face closed his eyes, and was puzzled:

"Really me?"

"It's really you."

"My second product?"

"You second-hand goods."

Nodded with half a face,

The iron stick on his face turned around.

"I told you to come to me, and you really came?"

"Ok."

"What do you want to do besides look at me?"

Zhou Ze felt that his arm was a little sour, and put the cage down.

Half of the face was covered again;

"He is asleep, I want to wake him up."

"Do you know what it means to wake him up?"

"I know."

"I know I'm still willing to do this?" Half of the face couldn't believe it, but immediately exclaimed again: "Have the two of you reached this step?"

"Poof!"

Attorney An on the side laughed at the sound of pigs,

Then immediately looked down,

Toes draw circles on the ground.

"Let's all go the same way."

"No, I am different from you. I am free. My soul, my life, my life, the traces of my existence, the meaning of my birth, are all free!"

Zhou Ze frowned.

He now has a feeling of five cents for cents.

perhaps,

This is the only belief he has left now, and it is also a little bit of aftertaste in this long and tortured years.

As a watchdog, he once walked out of his own way, freed from the "bond" of winning hooks,

This is a very dazzling light spot,

It's like an old man who always likes to regurgitate his glorious deeds when he was young again and again.

Zhou Ze thought that he might have died, and even when his spiritual imprint was awakened, he wondered whether he was already dead.

But now, although he is alive, this kind of alive is actually more of a humiliation.

Who is it,

Put him here,

Humiliation?

Where did he go in the first place?

There are still people who can suppress him, and this action, arrangement, arrangement is completely light suppression, not punishing, but also with the nature of punishment to keep you lonely!

"Unfortunately, he is not here now, I really miss him a bit."

"Oh?"

"Think about it, breathe him out again."

"Oh, understand."

Zhou Ze stretched out beside him, as if preparing for physical education.

"Are you going to...eat me?"

Zhou Ze said nothing.

"You are a real beast,

I have half of my face left. "

"I'm hungry."

Mosquito legs are also meat,

Zhou Ze does not dislike it.

With only half of your face left, you can live for so long, it is worth eating.

"Actually, I am also hungry."

"I know."

Most of the things on the murals really dare not play like this.

Zhou Ze all felt that he had desperately left the winning hook,

Do you want to be an old gluttonous person alone?

But it's a bit wrong to think about it, and won't be bored to interfere with the watchdog's diet.

You don't care if you die, you live, you are hungry, you are full.

"You didn't worry about it, and I might want to eat you?"

"Thought."

"and then?"

"You have to worry about being stung by bees when picking honey."

"Also."

Simply awkward,

It's still going on.

After Zhou Ze's set of preparations was done symbolically,

The cage began to tremble.

Attorney An subconsciously stepped back a few steps, pulling a distance, while gesturing at Yingying and the little boy behind him to prepare them.

Zhou Ze continued to stand beside the cage drawer, expressionless, raised his hand, his teeth bit the end of the glove, and pulled the glove down.

Exposing the boneless hand,

Fingers gently pinched together,

There was a brittle noise similar to metal friction,

Very sweet and beautiful.

Zhou Ze even had a thought in his heart,

If you drill a few holes in your fingers, can you directly use it as a musical instrument?

think about it,

Under the black night sky, a man stood by the bed and raised his hand. The bones and the moonlight interspersed with each other, and placed on the lips, playing a song,

This picture,

It's really suffocating.

"Don't be distracted, I'm here."

A half-faced voice came,

For a while,

The tomb began to tremble slightly.

But it’s not an exaggeration,

The kind of earth-shaking scene did not appear,

There was a little thunder and heavy rain with a small posture.

"I can't do it, I don't know where my legs, my hands, other parts of my body have gone."

"Ok."

then,

Silence again.

Attorney Ann was waiting anxiously beside him,

Didn’t you say you were fighting?

You guys fight!

I've been making bedding for a while, just don't hit it, and be forehead!

Of course, no matter how beeping inside, Attorney Ann's face was full of "I care about the safety of the boss".

"I can't move, you see me like this. Forget it, you come and eat. Most foods, eaten raw is actually the most nutritious."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"However, I really have no nutrition."

"It can be seen."

"I know what you want, I can give you, really not much, clever woman............

Amount, wrong,

Without the ingredients, no matter how good the chef is, he can't make really good things. "

"Ok."

"You brought two zombies."

In the distance, Yingying, who had been guarding the exit, raised his head with the little boy.

Zhou Ze, because of his "rank",

There is quite a kind of folk "Prince Zhu" who sees the sight of the grandpa of the county passing by in front of him,

So there is no special feeling.

But for Yingying and the little boy,

Although the half of the face in front of him is not as terrifying as the appearance of a win,

But that kind of coercion,

The feeling of repression from the blood,

Still make them very uncomfortable.

This is not fear,

It's a brand imprinted on the bottom of the bloodline,

Can not be changed by human.

"How to say?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Choose one and let me possess it."

"You want to fight me, and you still have to borrow someone from me to let you hit me?"

Do you think I'm stupid?

"Do you trust me?"

"Distrust."

"I won't hurt..."

Half of my face was silent,

He suddenly felt tired.

but,

He felt a little relieved and happy again,

He can imagine,

Win hook has been with this one for so long,

Is it estimated to be more tired?

Attorney An on the side heard some smell,

He was anxious,

Although he was not a client, he had never been a watchdog (although he wished he could be a watchdog!)

But he is a personal essence,

He heard the implication of the half of the face.

just,

Attorney An was a little confused,

Didn't the boss hear it? Or is it a fan of the authorities?

The little boy saw Lawyer An beckoning to himself,

Some doubts.

"Come on, this way, I am also very tired."

"How long have you been doing this, will you be tired?"

"Of course tired."

"What's going on at the door?"

That black gas, but the main cause of the zombie incident.

"When people wake up, they always have a little breath, not to mention that I slept for so long?"

Tone?

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "I don't believe this is your tone."

"Then what do you think?" asked half-faced with a smile.

"Are you trying to get out?"

Zhou Ze bent over and whispered across the cage.

This time, the one in the cage was silent.

Zhou Ze continued:

"Actually, I have been thinking about how you were free from that bondage.

I was a doctor in my last life. From the perspective of modern medicine, fine and minimally invasive operations are the development trend of modern medicine.

But from a soul perspective,

I have always felt that my identity with Win Hook is like several personalities in a soul,

What kind of surgery,

Can this personality be separated? "

No matter how delicate the operation, even the slightest operation, it is impossible to achieve this level.

"So?"

The one in the cage said.

"So, I think that you may have a very deep attainment in your soul, and I don't know what you learned from winning.

Even, you may not have learned something from Win Hook, but what you have learned yourself, well, these are not discussed anymore, you have succeeded.

I really have longing emotions for you, but I don't envy you, I don't want to imitate you, and I don't want to go the way you walked in the past.

because,

Too tired. "

"Ah…………"

Zhou Ze smiled,

The bone-bone hand rubbed back and forth on the cage drawer, making a "rubbing" sound.

"Do you think I'm like him..."

Speaking,

Zhou Ze pointed to Attorney Ann who was still gesturing to the boy.

"Do you think that I am like him, thinking you are preparing a big chance for me?

Then immediately he was about to greet a zombie himself,

Are there any special opportunities or benefits for inheritance? "