Late Night Bookstore

Zhou Ze is not clear about whether there is reincarnation in this world, and whether the so-called cause and effect retribution really exists, but one thing is for sure, those who do evil and greedy for unjust wealth will eventually receive the punishment they deserve:

at least,

They will die old.

Opened the gate of hell, reached out and grabbed the man in the red shirt, and threw him directly inside, and the single performance was completed.

Next, Zhou Ze entered the state of salted fish again, lying on the sofa, holding a newspaper, drinking coffee, after experiencing the twists and turns of the mirror world, Zhou Ze felt that this state is the most enjoyable.

Holding this posture until the evening, Xu Qinglang came over and whispered to Zhou Ze: "There is no money in the shop account."

The rent of the bookstore is actually not expensive. After all, it was rented from the Xu family. When the price was discussed, the Xu family gave a green light.

But everyone's food and drink plus water and electricity bills, etc. are not a small amount. The coffee that boss Zhou is drinking is imported, and the price is very expensive. Xu Qinglang's drinks for guests are all cheap in small bars. But he didn't drink cheaply.

In addition, the living business of the bookstore is really not very good. Just seeing Zhou Ze has not entered the book until now to know how bad the bookstore business is.

"Go get the paper money and burn it at the door. Burn more."

"it is good."

Xu Qinglang went to get the paper money. When he saw this scene in the old way of playing with monkeys before, he quickly got together.

For the old man, there is no more fun game in the world than burning paper money. It is more enjoyable than playing slot machines. Squatting at the door of the store and burning it. Someone will come to lose money later. It is simply beautiful.

"Take more," the old whispered next to him.

"Enough." Xu Qinglang said with a whim.

"The boss has said to burn more, you save him farts."

"It's almost the same, otherwise it's too bad."

"Does his family need you to be a pawn?" The old man shook his head. "If you want to pawn, it's Yingying."

Xu Qinglang thought about it for a while, as if it was indeed the truth. He simply took out a wad and handed it to Lao Tao. Then, Xu Qinglang and Lao Tao took a wad of money and lit it at the door of the bookstore while it was dark.

After burning, Lao Tao squatted beside and smoked, waiting for the RMB to come.

In fact, Lao Dao also saved a lot of paper money on his own side. Sometimes he encountered some ghosts who had no money, and Zhou Ze, who was not able to look at those few bills, would reward Lao Dao.

Lao Dao Xi couldn't help hiding it.

And the old man has a dream, that is, after accumulating enough money, they are all glued together and made into a piece of clothing, just like the Hezhe fish-skin clothes, worn on the body.

Damn, by then it was really auspicious, and I was excited when I thought about it.

Wouldn’t it be unfavorable to go to Macau while wearing that clothes?

A battery car drove from the front, and the eyes of Lao He and He looked there. Both of them felt that it should be him.

The person who drove the battery car was wearing a blue take-out uniform and a helmet. At first glance, it was a take-out brother. The take-away brother didn't think there was anything. He was staring straight at him, and his heart burst into flames. There was a fire hydrant in front of him, and he drove directly into the car.

"Wow"

A small box fell, and all were filled with fast food boxes.

The take-out brother immediately stood up, a little guilty, and immediately lifted up his battery car. He didn't seem to notice the falling things and drove straight to the road.

"Beep..............."

The car whistle came,

Under the gaze of Lao Tao and Xu Qinglang,

The take-out brother hit the bus directly in front of him like an iron-headed baby, and caught up.

"boom!"

The takeaway brother was knocked out,

The battery car also fell apart,

His helmet accidentally rolled down in front of Lao Tao and Xu Qinglang, and rolled and shook a few times.

This seems to be a big hit.

Xu Qinglang and Lao Dao looked at each other, and they both saw a little helpless in each other's eyes.

"I said to burn less." Xu Qinglang complained.

"Don't get it from you."

Lao Dao grumbled back, and then got up and picked up the meal that the take-out brother had just dropped. After holding it, Lao Dao immediately felt wrong and immediately pulled Xu Qinglang into the bookstore.

"What's wrong with the car accident?" Zhou Ze was also disturbed by the noise from outside.

Taoist took those lunch boxes and took a deep breath, opened the first lunch box in front of Zhou Ze, which was filled with dangdang money, and it was still US dollars!

"Well, I'm a good boy."

The old man smashed his mouth, and immediately opened two more boxes, which were still in US dollars.

"Sent out." The old man couldn't control his hand, immediately opened the last meal box, and then called, and immediately backed away, there was a bag of blue pills in the last meal box.

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, pills!

Xu Qinglang stood by the side, and he was not very excited when he saw the US dollars. These US dollars were less than one hundred thousand, and they were only a few hundred thousand in RMB, which was not enough for him.

But when Xu Qinglang saw the blue pill, his face also showed a surprised look.

"Who left it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"A takeaway brother." The elder brother replied.

"What about others?"

"Well, it was him who was involved in a car accident outside. The whole person was knocked off." The old man pointed outside.

Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the door to look at the scene. A lot of melon-eating people have gathered at the scene of the accident, but he can also see that the take-out brother is lying on the ground bleeding unceasingly.

"Take some more paper money and burn it at the door, don't cause trouble." Zhou Ze ordered the rumor.

"Good." The old man wiped the sweat on his forehead, and immediately went to the drawer to take out a few bills and burned at the door, this time not to ask for money, but to avoid trouble.

Zhou Ze pointed to the dollar bills on the table and begged Xu Qinglang to put it away, and used it as a household for a while. Then he picked up the bag with blue pills and went to the bathroom.

"Wow la la............"

A large bag of small blue pills was poured directly into the toilet by Zhou Ze, and then the toilet was flushed, and those small pills also entered the sewer.

In fact, this bag of pills may be more valuable, but boss Zhou is unimpressed, just like the father and son who ate buns last time. This kind of thing is a living thing that has stained their children and grandchildren, even ghosts. Not willing to touch.

After doing this, Zhou Ze clapped his hands and walked out.

The police and the ambulance arrived quickly. The takeaway brother had a serious car accident and died directly. Not many police came from the beginning, but only when an ordinary car accident came to deal with, but then many more policemen came. The atmosphere was different all at once.

Zhou Ze estimated that it should be the police who ascertained the true identity of the take-out brother and started a large investigation, and the police came to the bookstore to make eyewitness notes.

After finishing, Lao Dao smiled and said, "It's really a drug dealer, we can burn a black note in front of our house and we can replace Tianxing Dao."

"What he left behind?" Xu Qinglang asked.

"We have good luck, or the money we burned later has played a role. The two cameras here have a problem with the line today, and it just happened to strike, so we can use those dollars."

Zhou Ze heard the words and nodded. The money from burning the money was basically ill-gotten money, so there was no psychological burden for him to use it by hand.

"Hey, deadpool, come and clean up."

The priest, who was sitting next to him in the clothes of the deadpool, stood up, took the mop from the old hands, and started cleaning.

The old man was not idle, and began to place tables and chairs and clean up the coffee table.

Because the boss has a cleansing habit, this cleaning must be done once a day.

Zhou Ze walked upstairs. Bai Yingying was already in the bedroom. She was sitting on a chair and watching movies with headphones.

In fact, Bai Yingying's face has basically recovered this time, but that is only the surface, and the inner deficit can only help Zhou Ze recover after her body recovers.

However, she just sat there with her white hair scattered and her feet on the desk, but she felt more peaceful than the previous jump.

Especially those little feet bent and stretched gently, as if they could hook the soul.

Beautiful curve, just right radian.

Zhou Ze couldn't help standing at the door and watched it for a while. People always had an urge to appreciate beauty.

"Boss, boss, no good, no good!"

The old man ran up with something in his hand.

"boss?"

Bai Yingying took off the headphones and came over.

"What's going on?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Boss, this is what I found under the chair, a few cards in the bill."

Generally speaking, after sending ghosts to hell, the "buy money" left by the ghosts will generally stay on the ground or be stuck under the chair where the ghosts were sitting. These places will pay special attention to when cleaning up.

But this is the first time a small card has been caught in the bill. The card is black, not like the stuff that would get stuck in the door of the hotel at night.

The card started with a bit of ice, with two lines engraved on it:

"Welcome to the lost town, the new home of the dead"

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, the new home of the dead?

The home of the deceased should be hell. How come a small town popped up here?

"Boss, this is to grab business!" the old shouted directly.

Zhou Ze nodded,

Correct,

It is indeed a business grab.

"No wonder the boss hasn't come to your door during this period of coma. I still feel strange." Bai Yingying said.

Boss Zhou likes to lie in a bookstore, read newspapers, drink coffee, and dangdang salted fish. That is also based on the fact that every day, there are souls coming home to deliver performance and money, and now that someone is grabbing business, it is certainly impossible for boss Zhou to laugh generously. Just ignore it with a smile.

And according to the rules of the yin division, each area in Yangyang has a corresponding ghost difference. In this area, the ghost difference is the monopoly of the local ghost express industry. Once there is a monopoly, and if it is used to it, what happens if it appears again Competition, the monopolist will definitely not think of improving the service level to increase his competitiveness, but will instinctively choose to annex and suppress.

Just like boss Zhou at this time, he didn’t even think about what new activities he developed in his bookstore to attract the souls to come to www~wuxiaspot.com~ but instinctively chose a more direct and rough way.

"Call Lin Ke and we will go out at three in the middle of the night."

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette, and she also worked **** this matter. All the time, Zhou Ze eats meat, and Xiao Loli can also improve her performance by drinking soup. This time, the strange competitor is equal to Smashed their business together.

"Go out and talk to them?" the old man asked.

Zhou Ze looked at the old man and smiled,

Road:

"Fuck them."

Anything that influenced me to make salted fish,

Are heretics,

Must be resolutely cracked down!

Those who hold back my salted fish,

dead! ()