Chapter 25 Two Faces

Two faces,

staring at each other.

The sister-in-law wanted to resist, but her face was under Zhou Ze's palm, leaving her no room for resistance.

At this moment,

she experienced the feeling of Qingyi Niangniang on the rooftop back then.

You may have a thousand changes, but you have nowhere to start.

Zombies are a kind of existence born from death. The reason why they are hated by gods and ghosts is that they are not in the original rules of the game, but an outlier.

It's like when everyone doesn't cut their braids and you've already cut them,

it's like when everyone has cut their braids and you still have them,

being different from everyone else will naturally be hated and rejected.

Zhou Ze slowly opened his mouth,

two fangs revealed, bringing a grim oppression.

The sister-in-law frowned, her body trembling and panicking.

A game that originally belonged to her was heading in a direction she couldn't control. Even she herself had to be involved. Now, it was impossible to pull the plug and shut down the game.

She didn't know what kind of monster she had released. In fact, she was even sure that Zhou Ze himself might not know that he was a monster.

This was a beautiful misunderstanding and an unexpected landmine.

Unfortunately,

she stepped on it,

and even danced a Latin dance on the landmine.

The fangs slowly pressed down, already touching the sister-in-law's neck skin,

that smooth skin,

that tender epidermis,

carrying the agility of a girl,

pregnant with the breath of youth,

how many young men longed to kiss her here,

how many young men longed to leave their tooth marks here;

"I am her, and she is also me."

The sister-in-law said,

"If you bite me to death, she will die too."

This was a threat,

a desperate threat.

If the situation hadn't been so critical, the sister-in-law wouldn't have threatened like this.

Because it was like she was bowing to a toy, begging a toy for mercy.

She had her own dignity,

but dignity was worthless when life was threatened.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, his green eyes with a demonic light swept across the sister-in-law's face, as if he was hesitating, as if he was thinking, and also as if he was lingering.

Then,

he raised his head, distanced his fangs from her skin, and the oppressive feeling that had been so strong that it was suffocating suddenly faded a lot.

The sister-in-law breathed a sigh of relief, a feeling of escaping death struck, making her a little dizzy.

Then,

Zhou Ze suddenly lowered his head again!

"Pfft!"

The fangs pierced in,

blood and body fluids began to splatter,

the human body seemed very fragile at this time.

The sister-in-law's head was still pressed down by Zhou Ze's hand, her face showing an extremely painful expression, and in the depths of her eyes, there was also panic and struggle;

the previous calmness had long disappeared.

Before, in the bathroom,

she asked and answered herself,

while pushing Zhou Ze to the end of the road.

Now,

what goes around comes around.

Zombies don't actually eat people or drink human blood.

In the early ancient novels and strange records, there was little mention of zombies eating people or drinking human blood. The modern understanding of zombies mostly comes from Hong Kong zombie films of the era, but at that time, influenced by zombie movies in Europe and America, these settings were added.

Zhou Ze didn't suck the other party's blood. He just enjoyed this feeling, using his fangs to inject his will into the other party's body.

This was a declaration of sovereignty, this was the most direct revenge,

letting his breath override the other party,

torturing her,

biting her,

returning everything she had just inflicted on him,

completely!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A wisp of black gas suddenly rose from the sister-in-law's body, and these black gases slowly condensed into the figure of a woman in black.

As soon as the woman came out, the surrounding temperature began to drop, and even frost appeared.

You could say that this was the special effect and pomp of the Great Boss's appearance,

but in reality, this was a sign that the woman's soul power couldn't be contained and was volatilizing. She was like a piece of ice leaving the freezer. Although it still radiated cold, it couldn't last long at all.

"Roar!"

Zhou Ze withdrew his fangs, and the wound on the sister-in-law's neck instantly scabbed over, without a drop of blood flowing out.

He released his hand,

the sister-in-law's body fell directly to the ground,

crashing with a "thump."

There was no pity, and no hesitation.

Even if this girl fell into an idiocy,

it wouldn't have the slightest relationship with Zhou Ze.

The woman's soul was slowly wilting. She seemed to want to enter this body again, but Zhou Ze was standing below, and she didn't dare to go down.

At the same time, beside the woman, there was a booklet flying. It was the same booklet that Zhou Ze possessed. This booklet signified the woman's identity.

She was also a ghost messenger.

However, the woman's booklet was almost white, tattered, and even constantly falling apart while flying. Obviously, it had long been overwhelmed.

"I am also a ghost messenger, you can't kill me."

The woman said tremblingly. It wasn't that she was afraid of Zhou Ze to this point, but that she felt incomparably cold.

Having left her physical body,

she was like an ordinary person standing naked on the Antarctic ice sheet.

That kind of taste really couldn't be resisted by mental willpower.

Zhou Ze raised his head,

looked at her,

his mouth opened slightly,

as if smiling,

and then,

Zhou Ze slowly,

tilted his head.

The joints kept making cracking sounds,

but his head still tilted down,

mockery,

the most direct mockery.

A faint blue flame slowly began to appear on the woman's body. Her soul was being iced, gradually losing its activity. She was very cold and urgently needed a warm harbor.

She couldn't wait any longer, and couldn't wait any longer.

Biu!

Her figure moved downwards, trying to enter the sister-in-law's body again.

"Roar!"

Zhou Ze waved his arm over. His fingernails, which were not as transparent as before but looked more vicissitudes of life, directly swept the woman. The woman let out a shrill scream and was finally forcibly grabbed by Zhou Ze and detained in front of him.

The woman's waist was really graspable with one hand. It wasn't to say how good or exaggerated the woman's figure was, but it meant that the woman's soul body was constantly being ravaged and turned over under Zhou Ze's palm restraint.

"Let me go, I am a ghost messenger!"

The woman roared.

Zhou Ze opened his mouth wide,

and then his palm began to move towards his mouth.

The woman's struggle and roar became even more violent. She had already foreseen what was about to happen. At the same time, she also understood one thing: the man in front of her had lost all his senses. Now, he was just acting on instinct.

He was hungry,

his body ached,

his body was dilapidated.

Just like a person gets sick, he needs to nourish himself during his recovery,

he also needed to nourish himself now.

This body couldn't bear his current form at all.

"I am a ghost messenger, no matter what I have done, only the underworld can judge me, you can't, you can't!

Have you thought about bearing this price?

Wake up,

wake up!"

This was like the monsters in *Journey to the West* facing Monkey King's golden cudgel, desperately starting to report their family to let their Bodhisattva or immortal venerable lead them back. This was to show off their backstage.

However,

before that,

Zhou Ze was also a ghost messenger, although he was a temporary worker,

but the woman was still prepared to kill him.

Kill him, then kill Doctor Lin,

and the other will in the body would no longer interfere with her.

Zhou Ze's hand stopped,

without continuing to send the other party's soul into his mouth.

The woman looked at Zhou Ze, still very nervous. Having learned a lesson from before, she would no longer have the illusion that she could escape.

Zhou Ze pinched the woman and began to move.

Each time his footsteps fell, they left a lasting black mark on the floor. He walked downstairs. He came to the kitchen.

His green pupils scanned the kitchen,

and then,

he found it,

a jar of Lao Gan Ma (brand of chili sauce).

He crushed the jar, and all the chili sauce inside remained in his hand.

First, he sent the chili sauce into his mouth,

and then,

Zhou Ze raised his hand holding the woman again,

opened his mouth,

and sent the woman's soul into his mouth.

The woman's final screams and curses

were like the lyrical music played in the surrounding speakers during the meal, bringing a different kind of mood to the meal.

After swallowing it into his stomach,

Zhou Ze spread his arms,

"Burp………………"

A deep burp rang out,

he was comfortable,

satisfied,

full,

but he really wanted to eat another one.

………………

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Bai Yingying scolded in the car.

Tang Shi ignored the female corpse who was close to going berserk, and continued to peel off the wrapper of the White Rabbit candy and put it into her mouth.

"He didn't ask carefully before, he wasn't interested.

Moreover,

how did I know that another ghost messenger in Tongcheng was actually in his wife's house?"

"Alright, grandmothers, we're here, we're here!"

The old Taoist was still the driver.

He told Tang Shi about Zhou Ze's whereabouts after returning to the bookstore.

Then, this secret that wasn't a secret was revealed. Then they couldn't get through to Zhou Ze's mobile phone, and everyone rushed over.

Xu Qinglang sat in the passenger seat with a gloomy expression.

The car stopped,

and everyone got out of the car and walked inside.

Bai Yingying walked in first.

When she reached the entrance of the corridor,

Bai Yingying suddenly stopped.

She sensed a familiar aura not far ahead, as if the baleful aura in her body was trembling because of this.

"What's wrong?"

Tang Shi asked when she saw that Bai Yingying wasn't moving.

Bai Yingying bit her lip tightly.

The echoing aura inside became more and more obvious, and it seemed to have been elevated to a peak, even clearer and more stimulating than before.

The connection between this bloodline and race was like currents constantly running through her body.