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Chapter 465 Old Zhang... (3rd update)

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    "Hmmahahhiss"

    Zhou Ze felt that he was constantly wandering in the whirlpool,

    Consciousness is also very muddy,

    Always feel like a piece of dough,

    Being repeatedly kneaded and squeezed by various techniques,

    It seems that there is another mentally retarded person holding a mallet and beating himself non-stop,

    It seems that I want to make myself a mentally retarded person.

    I don't know how long this situation lasted,

    Zhou Ze suddenly opened his eyes.

    He found himself lying on the cold iron board,

    Surrounded by cold tones.

    A little familiar,

    Not a hospital,

    But it's like a hospital.

    Zhou Ze sat up silently,

    After sitting up,

    He suddenly realized,

    Can you sit up by yourself?

    Assi!

    Could it be said that every time I was tortured and flattened, I could deepen my control over my body?

    Indeed, adversity can make people grow,

    Those peerless masters who co-authored were all flattened out, right?

    Zhou Ze reached out and touched his chest,

    can be pressed down,

    God knows how many ribs were broken, and the chest was all slumped.

    Wait,

    Looking around again,

    Zhou Ze finally understood where he was now,

    Here is the forensic room!

    No wonder it feels very similar to a hospital.

    "Hoo"

    Take a long breath,

    As long as it is not at the door of the incinerator,

    Finally, it is not the fate of being grilled as soon as I wake up.

    No,

    Zhou Ze seemed to have thought of something,

    Some reached out and touched their temples in disbelief.

    Sure enough,

    Finger touched a hole!

    It is exactly the position of my temple!

    "That female police officer, this marksmanship"

    Don't think that the police or criminal police are sharpshooters. In fact, it is difficult for sharpshooters to be absolutely accurate in shooting responses in emergencies.

    "That woman, just shot my temple?"

    Zhou Ze also put his finger into the bullet hole and touched it.

    So deep.

    no,

    What am I doing?

    Zhou Ze put his hand down,

    I was actually picking the bullet hole in my head that was blown off.

    This may leave a heavy psychological shadow on myself after returning to normal in the future.

    But then he was relieved, his ashes had been stolen, and the ashes were mixed with rice;

    Think about that,

    Now this situation does not seem to be a big deal.

    Zhou Ze remembered that he had a classmate in middle school who liked to pick the corns on the soles of his feet. Zhou Ze saw it by accident in class once, and felt disgusted at the time.

    It's a pity that the classmate couldn't see my behavior of picking eyes.

    At this moment, the door of the forensic room was opened. It should be dark at this time, and I don't know if I have been in a coma for another day or two.

    Zhou Ze was thinking about whether to lie down and continue pretending to be a dead body.

    Otherwise, it is my own crime to frighten the police uncle.

    "boss?"

    who came in,

    It turned out to be Lao Zhang.

    There is no need to pretend, Zhou Ze let out a long sigh of relief.

    Lao Zhang walked in wearing a police uniform, saw Zhou Ze sitting there, and immediately approached him.

    but,

    When his gaze rested on the bullet hole in Zhou Ze's head, the expression on his face also twitched subconsciously.

    the dead,

    He has seen a lot,

    Even Lao Zhang shot and killed a suspect who stubbornly tried to threaten the safety of the hostages with his own hands before.

    But with a hole in his head, he can still sit up and sigh,

    It was the first time seeing Lao Zhang.

    For the first time,

    Always a little busy.

    "Boss, what's going on with you?"

    oldis steel,

    How long has it been since you ate?

    The last time I ate, it seemed that I had a meal with Lawyer An in the villager's kitchen in the trafficking village.

    "However, boss, your stomach has been cut out, and the residue in the stomach has also been tested."

    "But I'm still hungry."

    Reluctantly, Zhou Ze sat back on the steel bed with Lao Zhang's support.

    "How about this, Lao Zhang, lean your neck over and let me suck a few mouthfuls of blood, I reckon I can regain some strength."

    "" Lao Zhang.

    "You can't be so stingy, don't you look at what your boss has become, his head has been drilled, what's wrong with sucking your blood?"

    "It's well."

    Lao Zhang is still an honest man after all,

    Really leaned his neck over.

    Zhou Ze was not polite either, he opened his mouth and bit down.

    "Hiss"

    "Hiss"

    Lao Zhang is in pain,

    Lao Zhou is cool.

    It was the first time Zhou Ze discovered that the blood tasted so delicious, like drinking a soup stewed with tonics, when a mouthful of blood entered his stomach, he felt warm there.

    Zhou Ze was also embarrassed to smoke too much,

    After sucking Lao Zhang dry, Lao Zhang has nothing to play with.

    Let go of your mouth now,

    Some reluctantly and unsatisfactorily wiped his mouth.

    Lao Zhang took out a tissue to press the wound on his neck. It hurt a little, but there was nothing special about it.

    "Just a few mouthfuls of blood, it's fine, maybe you'll still benefit." Zhou Ze comforted.

    "benefit?"

    "Yes, have you seen the Deadpool in our store, he is"

    Lao Zhang's complexion changed,

    The stupid look of Deadpool appeared in his mind.

    "No, this example is inappropriate. Let's see when the time comes. My body is not my own now, so it may not have any effect. I don't know if zombies can give a first hug like a vampire.

    When I have a chance, I will discuss it with that person to see if it can be done. Once it is done, Lao Zhang, your seniority will be terrible. Those thousand-year-old zombie kings will call you ancestors.  "

    When a leader,

    You may not be able to do practical things,

    You can be blind,

    You can be black-hearted,

    But you absolutely can't know how to draw big cakes,

    Anyway, it doesn't cost money to paint a big pie.

    "By the way, there is one more thing. You can check the autopsy report on my body later."

    "Autopsy report?"

    "Well, I'm worried that if the thing I possess gets sick, it will be fine, such as AIDS or something. Of course, the probability of this is too low to be impossible. Don't worry too much."

    "" Lao Zhang.

    "Call Yingying and the others again to remind them. I can't bear this body anymore." Zhou Ze urged.

    "okay."

    Lao Zhang picked up the phone,

    When you are about to make a call,

    ? Outside the door of the forensic room where the corridors are quiet in the middle of the night,

    Suddenly there was a childish voice:

    "uncle,

    Do you miss me,

    I'm coming to see you!  "

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    In fact, there have been many updates in the past few days, and the two updates are still maintained.

    The crux of the problem is that the dragon's work and rest directly collapsed, and it was completely reversed with everyone, and the update was also reversed.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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