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Chapter 940 Let's talk... Let's talk...

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    Inexplicably,

    My own dog was tricked by others,

    In fact, isn¡¯t it just a watchdog? In the past, if you lose it, you will lose it.

    After all, Yinggou has handled a terrifying amount of "figures" in these years, and they are thrown away when they are used up. Before Boss Zhou smashed them with Mount Tai, almost all the bottom of a large lake was played by Yinggou before.  Tired collection.

    But that's how people are,

    Originally an inconspicuous thing in your hand,

    Suddenly being spotted by outsiders,

    You will immediately feel that this thing is "very fragrant"?

    Thereby improving the status of this thing in your heart from the side.

    Winning the hook is not exempt,

    He still has to rely on Boss Zhou to keep looking for something to eat for him to recover. The current sense of rhythm is also quite good. Let's quarrel and see his jokes.

    Although the days are dull, they also have a little taste.

    If Zhou Ze was so quietly arranged by others to go to another road,

    Ah,

    At that time, the two of them will not be as simple as well water and river water,

    There is no second day,

    It is also impossible for hell to have two real masters.

    Of course, these are too far away. Yinggou is not a person without long-term plans, but he is also an emotional person.

    Now in his mind,

    There is only one thing,

    my stuff,

    I didn't tell you,

    How dare you take it away without authorization?

    The monkey was still shaking in Yinggou's hands. It was very light, as if everything in its body had been pulled out, leaving only a thin shell.

    In fact, its real body just broke through the last broken restriction of Hell's Extreme West Sealed Land, and led a group of "waste batteries" to besiege the main city of Yin Division.

    One underworld, one underworld,

    It cut itself in half abruptly,

    It already has some "soul disorder", so it looks even more chaotic.

    It doesn't mind who the existence in front of it is,

    I didn't pay attention to how terrifying the other party's breath was,

    ? If it is said that winning the hook is a kind of obsession to the extreme,

    So the black monkey at this time,

    It is a complete neurosis.

    "Mount Tai will live forever, Mount Tai will live forever, Mount Tai will live forever"

    The monkey shouted hoarsely.

    Although it is now facing a winning hook, it is not too embarrassing to be held up by the neck like this, but thinking back to the time when the Zijin God of War who accompanied the first generation of Fujun has fallen into this situation, it really makes people feel  Very sad.

    People only like to see the glorious scene, but how can there be eternal existence of all things in the world?

    In the end, what is left is nothing more than lingering and hysterical struggle.

    "hehe¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    Win Gou smiled,

    This smile,

    Boss Zhou, who had been watching from the bottom of his soul, felt a little baffled.

    Listen to the meaning of the conversation between the man and the monkey just now,

    Is this big pie going to fall on my head?

    Although it is a bit unkind to grab the position of the veteran,

    Although I haven't really agreed,

    Whether it is a little refusal or a refusal to welcome,

    In short, this feeling is quite cool.

    It's a bit like you are walking on the street, and suddenly a bunch of people surround you and tell you that there is a huge inheritance for you to inherit. It is always a happy event, isn't it?

    However, the anger of Yinggou made Boss Zhou a little confused.

    If you simply think that Yinggou is reluctant to part with himself and Yinggou's horrible possessiveness,

    The two years Boss Zhou spent with Yinggou were wasted.

    matter,

    not that simple,

    There will be pies in the sky,

    But pies are often poisonous.

    Boss Zhou is poor, but he is quite satisfied with his current life. Only when people can restrain their desires can they truly analyze things calmly.

    If you switch positions,

    Replace the current position of Boss Zhou with people like An Pai and Feng Si,

    nowp; Lao Zhang can only agree.

    "sit."

    Zhou Ze pointed to the sofa beside him.

    "Boss, coffee."

    Yingying was cooking with Lao Xu in the kitchen just now, and she also came out when she heard the noise. At the same time, she made coffee and handed it to Zhou Ze.

    "Well, Zhang, take a sip of coffee and you are tired too. Since you are back, you should take a good rest for two days. Don't worry about the work of the police station. Serving the people is a matter of time."

    Lao Zhang stretched out his hand to take the coffee a little flattered,

    He really doesn't understand why his boss has become so polite now?

    Picking up the coffee and taking a sip, Lao Zhang smiled and put the coffee cup on the coffee table again.

    "Oh, by the way, Lao Zhang, there is something very important that I need to tell you."

    "Boss, tell me."

    "Yo, isn't that your son Xiaofeng!"

    Zhou Ze pointed out the window.

    Lao Zhang immediately turned his head to look over,

    But at this moment,

    Zhou Ze's fingers directly grabbed Lao Zhang's left chest,

    Push your palms hard,

    At the same time a call was made,

    Badass!

    "Ahhh!"

    Lao Zhang let out a cry of pain,

    But after all, Boss Zhou was a man who used to hold a scalpel before, so his hand speed is really fast.

    Coupled with Zhou Ze's call, the evil pen that stayed in Lao Zhang's body and has been helping to suppress and regulate Xiezhi's power has long been impatient.

    "Buzz!"

    The evil pen flew out from Lao Zhang's chest,

    fell into Zhou Ze's hands.

    "Well¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    Lao Zhang covered his chest with one hand,

    It was very painful to cough.

    It hurts, it hurts.

    "The Haechi power in your body has been subdued, I'll take it back and use it first, come on, it's okay, drink some coffee.

    Yingying, pour Lao Zhang another cup.

    Old Xu, add Maoxuewang at night to make up for Lao Zhang.  "

    After speaking,

    Zhou Ze went straight up the stairs holding the pen.

    Old Xu looked at Lao Zhang who was still coughing and panting, and then at Yingying who was continuing to make coffee at the bar, and said:

    "It seems that there is something wrong, by the way, didn't Lao Zhou go out to find the old Taoist, where is the old Taoist?"

    Yingying shrugged,

    "No matter what, the boss can solve it. By the way, do you want a drink too?"

    "Okay, let's add more sugar."

    Xu Qinglang turned around and walked into the kitchen, ready to continue cooking.

    He didn't see it,

    What Yingying opened was the coffee can, the one dedicated to Lawyer An.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    With a pen in hand,

    Zhou Ze pushed open the bedroom door,

    walked in.

    Go straight to the window,

    Push open the window,

    Let fresh air in,

    Boss Zhou stood at the window and lit a cigarette,

    Haven't had a few sips yet,

    A disdainful voice sounded from the bottom of Zhou Ze's heart,

    With a tone of seeing that the mud can't support the wall:

    "Whatwhatmeaningthinking" (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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