Yingying glared at the little loli.

She said unhappily,

"Can you not set a flag?"

The little loli was momentarily speechless. She had actually been looked down upon by this silly zombie!

But she couldn't refute it,

because even she felt that her words were idiotic.

It seemed that in most TV dramas and movies, when the villain was seemingly eliminated,

there was always a bit player with a low IQ who would come up with surprise and disbelief and say:

"Did it succeed?" (Is he dead?)

Then "Hahaha," the opponent made a brilliant appearance and was immediately slapped in the face!

Had she been away from the Late Night Bookstore for too long,

and become stupid?

Zhou Ze hoped that this kind of "naive" expectation could become reality,

because no one wanted their opponent to keep powering up, keep escaping death, and keep exploding with small universes to fight you.

But,

"naivety" was, after all, just naivety.

Just as the smoke was beginning to dissipate,

the bell in the hospital suddenly rang.

Hospitals rarely had large clocks, especially those that chimed the hour, first because the symbolism was bad. A death knell for whom?

Secondly, the sound of the clock would increase the psychological pressure on the patients inside. The feeling of time constantly flowing away always gave people a sense of anxiety and urgency.

But in this hospital, there was such a clock, because the dean of the hospital, whose picture was used for publicity on the cover posters, was named Zhong (钟, meaning clock).

A very strong reason, a very clear logic, but there were indeed many similar things in this world.

When the bell rang,

all the doctors and nurses in the hospital closed their eyes,

and beads of blood began to drip from the corners of their eyes.

After these blood beads fell off, they floated away on their own and gathered under the bell. Slowly, a blood-colored phantom was condensed.

A white doctor's coat fell down,

and was put on it,

but it seemed a little bloated.

Then,

a patient wearing a patient's gown jumped directly from the high building.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by the increasingly urgent bell,

the blood shadow and the patient quickly merged together, along with the white coat.

When it landed,

only the sound of bones constantly cracking could be heard.

The person was rubbing his face with his hands, like a craftsman making pottery. Soon, a more pale old man's face was kneaded.

The old man shook his hands and feet,

and finally stopped after feeling refreshed,

spread his hands out,

and looked at Zhou Ze and the others in front of him.

"Keep killing?"

Everyone would improve,

Zhou Ze would improve,

Lao Xu would also improve.

Compared to when the old man first came,

Xu Qinglang had grown a lot. At that time, his so-called xuan cultivator identity was not as prominent as his cooking skills.

As for Boss Zhou, he had long since changed from an ordinary salted fish to a very salty salted fish,

and he was no longer the Amon of Wu.

However,

the old man would also improve.

In fact,

if it hadn't been for Di Ting's intervention and cutting off those lines, the old man would have been even more terrifying. He wouldn't have even given Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang the chance to fight him up close like this.

Last night,

many people disappeared from the Late Night Bookstore,

but,

even more could have disappeared.

"Is it the bell?"

Xu Qinglang asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "The entire hospital here has been assimilated by this guy. The people here are equal to his stand-ins. We have to find his real body, otherwise, we'll have to kill everyone here one by one."

But the latter was obviously impossible. Not to mention the difficulty of killing everyone, there were too many people who were superstitious about this hospital and were willing to turn a blind eye to it. As long as the old man wanted to, he could continue to gather people in.

He could be unscrupulous and treat human lives like dirt, but Zhou Ze couldn't do that.

Because even if the old man screwed up and died,

he could start all over again.

The others,

didn't have that qualification.

The eye in Xu Qinglang's left eye socket began to split and rotate.

He was doing his best to probe and search.

The Eye of the Sea God had the ability to "see through illusions," but for a while, facing this huge hospital, Lao Xu was having a hard time making progress.

"People who are blind shouldn't exist in this world. Oh no, true blindness is okay, it's excusable, but people who pretend to be blind are wasting the Creator's gift to you.

Since God gave you eyes, but you covered them, then this is blasphemy against God and should be erased!"

The old man's hoarse voice came,

with a bewitching rhythm.

Boss Zhou had always hated fighting this kind of battle, like those turn-based games where you go up and slash me for "-99," and I go up and slash you for "-66";

although it was idiotic,

it was simple and clear.

You could clearly see how much your opponent had to withstand before he died,

unlike now,

where your opponent seemed to have a cheat activated,

making you feel like there was no end in sight.

Xu Qinglang shook his head. He didn't want to say anything more to his former "teacher." A twisted collection of evil thoughts, wrapped in a "good" personality, yearning to become a cleaner of the world.

It was impossible to communicate, let alone try to communicate.

The snake scales began to molt, and the previously bloody and injured areas were further torn apart. This scene looked miserable, but it wasn't a sign that the Sea God's power was receding. On the contrary, it was a sign that the "Sea God's" power was being invested even more.

In the blink of an eye,

only a few key positions on Xu Qinglang's body still had snake scales.

One eye was black, and the other was green;

The Sea God,

was actually willing to share with Xu Qinglang at this time in order to allow this body to exert its strongest combat power.

"Kill him, accumulate merit!"

Xu Qinglang (Sea God) pointed at the old man in front of him, but looked at Zhou Ze and said.

Succinctly,

perhaps this Sea God seemed to have seen some of the old man's identity and origins, and killing this old man would bring him great benefits, so he was willing to take it seriously.

Zhou Ze was naturally happy that an outside helper was willing to be serious.

However,

Xu Qinglang's (Sea God's) next sentence surprised Zhou Ze, "You too… go all out, I'll create opportunities for you."

Boss Zhou was noncommittal.

And this was not a place for idle chatting,

the old man wanted to solve everything quickly,

he,

was in a hurry.

When the old man jumped up again,

Zhou Ze's ferret appeared again,

still charging straight up without any new ideas!

"Bang!"

The old man was forced back again,

while the ferret spun freely in the air a few times before stabilizing its body.

At this moment,

Xu Qinglang's snake steps continued to rub against the ground, rub, rub,

several figures of Xu Qinglang actually appeared on the hospital square.

Zhou Ze didn't rush up,

but stood there, his waist slightly bent,

his hands slowly lowered, hanging vertically on both sides of his body, while his eyes began to close and the corners of his mouth began to twitch slightly.

A very low but extremely clear grinding sound came from Zhou Ze's mouth,

and his body occasionally swayed slightly.

"What is Boss doing?" the little loli asked Bai Yingying.

Bai Yingying watched for a while before saying, "Boss is finding his rhythm."

"Finding his rhythm?"

It was already at this crucial juncture,

and you're still finding your rhythm?

The little loli didn't laugh, because she knew that if Zhou Ze was doing this, he must have his reasons. It was just that she seemed to have been away from the Late Night Bookstore for too long and had become a little unfamiliar with the people in the bookstore, especially this boss.

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Over there,

Xu Qinglang had already clashed with the old man again. The old man, who had "died" once, seemed to have become stronger this time. You could even see lines of blood on his body. These lines were not materialized at all. You couldn't destroy them, but they were really there.

This battle between the two sides lasted a long time. With the Sea God's power fully added, Lao Xu actually gained a slight advantage in this confrontation.

Suddenly,

a green phantom appeared on Lao Xu's body,

directly locking the old man in place.

The old man was trapped in place as before.

At the same time,

Xu Qinglang's body began to retreat rapidly,

his snake eyes rapidly enlarged, almost bloodshot, frantically searching for the location of the old man's main body!

When Zhou Ze killed this old man again,

when he re-condensed his clone,

his main body,

would definitely have anomalies!

However,

before Xu Qinglang could really retreat,

the old man's body suddenly trembled,

and the green shackles directly shattered.

This time,

both Xu Qinglang's snake eyes and human eyes released a look of astonishment.

The old man's body darted,

coming to Xu Qinglang in front of him at a speed faster than before,

a speed that was unbelievable.

"Buzz!"

The old man's hand grabbed one of Xu Qinglang's arms,

and then,

"Bang!"

He slammed Xu Qinglang hard on the ground,

"Bang!"

He slammed him again!

At the same time, he said in a deep voice:

"I have told you long ago, demons are unreliable!

Shortcuts can be taken, but not this way!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

After Xu Qinglang was slammed to the ground several times,

the old man stepped on him,

while quickly forming hand seals,

"Heaven and Earth are infinite, the Xuanxin Righteous Method, break!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The screams of the Sea God and Xu Qinglang sounded together,

the next moment,

the snake scales on Xu Qinglang's body completely receded,

leaving only a scarred Xu Qinglang being stepped on by the old man.

The old man bent down,

brought his face close to Xu Qinglang's,

and smiled:

"Didn't expect it, were you looking for my real body?

But the second time I used it just now, it was actually my real body!

I was lying to you before. I had a little accident this time, and I don't have much time left, so it's me who can't afford to waste time, not you!

There's no way to continue playing games with you one by one."

The old man licked his lips triumphantly and continued:

"In short,

unexpected,

a surprise?"