There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 414: Turning your face is faster than turning a book

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Founder is depressed.

What is going on with these ghosts?

Did each of them dry up with his stomach?

His stomach is good, and it's something to provoke someone.

The depressed Fang Zheng turned his head and looked at Zhang Yuanhai, who was leading the table and gobbled it up. He looked at Zhang Yuanhai’s mental state and silently compared the performance characteristics of different stages mentioned on the No. 9 file, thinking about which stage this Yuanhai belongs to. Corpse oil poisoning?

Dependence began to appear,

And the personality has changed drastically, with eccentric behaviors,

It should be about three to five days after corpse oil poisoning.

I haven't shown any tendency to attack people. For the time being, the possibility of corpse oil poisoning for six days or seven days can be ruled out.

For six or seven days after corpse oil poisoning, the body will become dehydrated and will start to attack people.

"It seems that there is still rescue." Fang Zheng's thoughts turned a hundred times in an instant, and everything happened in a flash.

At this time, the lady boss saw that Fang Zheng hadn't moved, and started to urge Fang Zheng enthusiastically.

"Brother, eat."

"Why don't you move the chopsticks?"

"Is my sister's noodles not delicious?"

The lady boss urged Fang Zheng to eat the noodles while it was hot.

Founder: "..."

He started to think about him, deliberately turning off the topic: "Boss, are you very hot?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, brother. Let's eat noodles while it's hot. This is a gift from my sister for free. No money." The lady boss continued to urge Fang Zheng to eat noodles while it was hot.

Being urged by the boss's wife all the time, Fang Zheng suddenly changed to a serious face with a serious expression: "Boss, I am a principled person, and even a man who likes to live decently."

"Please don't use the food to humiliate my dignity as a man."

What? !

What the hell?

The boss lady has a dumb expression on her face.

Why does a bowl of noodles have something to do with the dignity of a man?

"My boss, let me tell you a short story."

"In ancient times, a female general who had returned from a battle on the front line dismounted and asked a bookstore scholar: Boss, do you know where a talented scholar lives nearby? The scholar smiled: He, only one who only knows sour Confucianism The poor talented talent, now married a virtuous and good girl, and has a good time. The female general sighed and took out a book of poems from her arms. If the boss sees this talented talent next time, please help me return this to him, This is a poem he gave to his deceased in the past. Thank you for his kindness. At sunset, Ma Yuan, the bookstore scholar carefully put away the collection of poems, and said to the customers in the bookstore that the owner is happy today. All books will be reduced in price."

? ?

The boss lady is stunned.

"Brother, you've been talking so much, and have been reluctant to move, are you not giving me face to my sister?" The lady boss turned cold, and she was already showing impatience.

Fang Zheng looked at the lady boss coldly, and shook his head. Sure enough, these ghosts have an incomprehensible style.

It seems that these ghosts cannot be influenced by love.

Fang Zheng said, "Madam boss, do you think I can't pay for a bowl of fried noodles?"

"This is about the dignity of a man. I have nothing to do with it. Otherwise, I will look at the palms of the wife of the boss, and calculate the luck of the boss in the next few years. "

Hearing this, the lady boss glanced at Fang Zheng in amazement: "Do you still look at palmistry? Wouldn't it be a little magic stick?"

The boss lady expressed her skepticism.

The literati are lighter, no matter what occupation they are in, it is the same.

Regardless of East and West, people are always used to dividing personal abilities by age.

Ahem.

Fang Zheng gave a dry cough.

Why do these words sound so awkward, so embarrassing.

He knows an old **** stick,

And he is called a little **** stick today...

"Little brother, you are not worried that your sister will poison the noodles, so you have been reluctant to eat, right?"

I don’t know what kind of mental activity the boss’s wife did. I looked at the surface on the table, then at Fang Zheng, and then gave a deep smile: “Alright, my sister doesn’t take advantage of you. Who calls our sister and brother? The two met today because of fate. My sister will show you down, and you will show her palmistry. You don't owe her sister."

At the end of the conversation, the lady boss stretched out a catkin.

Fang Zheng also did not shy away, and directly shook the hand of the lady boss. He was surprised: "The lady boss, your hand is so cold, but you seem to be very hot, and your body is sweaty."

After finishing talking, Fang looked up and down the boss's wife with a weird look: "Boss, you're not physically weak and kidney-deficient, and your vitality is down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zheng was surprised and said: "The boss's hands are a lot of water, how does this sweat feel like a layer of oily water and sticky?"

"Look outside the door, there is an old Taoist Bai Zhanji who is naked and wearing only white pants and ran past the door!"

Suddenly, Fang Zheng suddenly yelled out of his finger in surprise.

The lady boss turned around subconsciously.

Next second, bang!

The fire in the store blazed into the sky, and there was an explosion, and the plump body of the proprietress was blown out directly in the flame.

Boom! The tables, chairs, and glass doors in Renyi Road's shop finally knocked over the pots, pans, and gas stoves operated by Zhandao at the door, and he stuck in the stainless steel shelf in a posture of breaking his waist at almost ninety degrees.

And the body is mutilated, the right arm, as well as a third of the right body, are missing.

All the shocking changes come too fast.

It's so fast that people are caught off guard.

It turned out that Fang Zheng was riding the boss's unpreparedness. When he turned his head to look behind him, he directly injected the hot pure Yang Zhenqi in his body, like a volcanic magma eruption, like a torrent of thousands of miles bursting a bank, frantically towards the boss's wife Rushed in the palm of his hand.

The scorching, scorching infuriating qi poured into the lady boss’s cold body, like boiling oil poured into the cold water, boiled directly, exploded, and the lady boss’s body was fragmented and blown out.

But there is not a drop of blood flowing out of the boss’s body.

She is not human!

At this time, the crippled body stuck in the stainless steel frame began to writhe and shake to stand up again.

The proprietress who stood up turned her back to Fangzheng, and the woman turned her head in a horrified circle, and looked at Fangzheng with her face behind her, completely out of the bone structure of the human body. In the next moment, her body also reversed and returned to her normal shape.

"Yesterday's Little Sweet, today's Mrs. Niu..."

"Men in the world are ruthless scumbags, especially your younger brother, you are turning over books faster than other men..."

"Brother, today you have lost all of my sister's heart..."

At first, the lady boss murmured, and then looked sad, as if she was deceived by the grief, and she was deceived by the grief and all her savings before she was thrown away, staring at Fang Zheng with deep sorrow.

While talking, the wound on the body of the noodle shop owner has healed as quickly as white liquid wax oil, healed the wound, and quickly recovered.

The broken flower and the willow turned back to that heavy and charming boss lady.

Even the clothes were restored.

"T-1000?"

Fang Zheng, who was about to walk out of the noodle restaurant, was stunned.

T-1000, is it really you? !