Chapter 124 There are Zombies Ahead
Chapter 124 There are Zombies Ahead
After flying for a while, Sir Zhou stopped.
Because he suddenly remembered that Tan Wenjie did not hurt him and was very strong. If the other party took action, he might be able to help him get revenge, so he took the initiative to fly back.
I saw Tan Wenjie chatting with Joan.
The atmosphere of their conversation was not lively.
Suddenly a cold gaze swept over and Sir Zhou shuddered. It was Tan Wenjie who turned his head and looked at him.
"Can you help me."
If you have a cute chubby face, your uncle might help you, but you have the face of an old Shaw Brothers male protagonist, so it will be difficult.
Tan Wenjie didn't say anything.
Mr. Zhou: "Do you want to pick her up? I know Da Laba wants to pick her up too. If you help me, I will help you pick up girls."
Tan Wenjie didn't say anything, but took out the bag of chocolates, and Sir Zhou's expression immediately became terrified.
Last night he was hit by chocolate for no apparent reason, and his body flew around uncontrollably in great pain. Finally, he was wrapped in plastic wrap and rolled into a ball.
Only now did he understand that Tan Wenjie was different from the big trumpet who could not resist and let himself be manipulated.
Seeing Tan Wenjie looking at the air, Joan turned and left without saying anything. It just so happened that Tan Wenjie was not prepared to let him see a ghost.
It's a good thing that he can't see ghosts. His good looks are enough for picking up girls. How could he use such despicable tricks?
"How do you want to help me soak?"
"I helped you create danger, and then let her fall into my arms... Hey, hey, why are you pointing chocolate at me? If you don't like it, can I try another way?"
Tan Wenjie, holding a piece of chocolate, casually threw it into his mouth: "If you help me with one thing, I will help you, even if it means picking up girls."
But he knew the character of this ghost. Like Zhu Dachang's "good brother" Ma Linxiang, it was the type that would run away after finishing its own business.
However, he was indeed very interested in the new kinds of ghosts. Even a strong evil ghost like Miyake was beaten up by Tan Wenjie's family despite being seriously injured. Both sides were almost injured. However, he immediately turned into ashes when he touched the sun. This was enough to show the horror of the sunlight.
"Don't be nervous, come back with me and we'll talk slowly."
Sir Zhou didn't know why he was not afraid of the sunlight, but he admitted that he was afraid of magical instruments, talismans, and even things like the cross.
Tan Wenjie didn't hold back and conducted many experiments on him, including formations, sword fingers, many magical weapons, and the thunder cock that ordinary ghosts would be afraid of.
"Ahh! Take this chicken away!"
Sir Zhou screamed, his body getting smaller and smaller, and he had the urge to turn into a worm and drill into the thunder cock's mouth.
“Oooooohh ...
The big rooster raised his head.
Tan Wenjie immediately stuffed the rooster back into the suitcase.
Big Rooster: Hey, where is my lunch?
So far, nothing has been learned. We only know that Zhou Sir is not afraid of sunlight and can use ghost magic. He maintains his rationality and even his personality and thoughts are exactly the same as before his death.
If he hadn't really turned into a ghost, been able to walk through walls and was afraid of spells, etc., Tan Wenjie strongly suspected that Zhou Sir was not a ghost at all, but more like a monster.
After a person dies, will he turn into a monster?
"Do you know any ghost friends?"
Tan Wenjie was walking on the road, and Zhou Sir was floating beside him.
"I just died not long ago, but I know there are a few places where there are often ghost gatherings."
“Ghosts also get together and have parties?”
"There are ghosts and gangsters."
"Makes sense."
Tan Wenjie is not a ghost, and he won’t charge any money for nodding. He might as well just reluctantly agree with the other party.
But Sir Zhou was very anxious: "Master Tan, can you help me get revenge?"
Tan Wenjie wanted to say no, but he was a principled man, so he could only say, "Tell me more."
"I was shot while investigating a blackmail deal."
"Yeah," Tan Wenjie nodded.
Seeing that he was serious, Zhou Sir continued, "Da Laba was the only one with me at the time, so I wanted to seek revenge on him."
"Uh-huh"
"But Big Trumpet is too timid and has always refused to help me. If you don't help me again, I will definitely be very resentful."
Is it important to be resentful?
If a corpse can't swallow a breath of resentment, it will turn into a zombie. You have been cremated, brother, and now at most you are in a cemetery, just a small box of that size.
"Do you remember what those criminals looked like?"
"Remember!"
"Why didn't you call the police?" "Huh?"
What? You can also choose to call the police!
If the enemy is a sorcerer, evil ghost or demon, it would be inappropriate for the police to intervene, as they might end up becoming the enemy's pawns like the Ghost Master. But if it is just a heinous murder case, bullets are definitely more powerful than magic.
Although Sir Zhou didn't say anything, Tan Wenjie could probably tell that calling the police was definitely not an option for him.
As a policeman, he died in the line of duty. After his death, he did not want to solve the problem through police force, but decided to find a fat man who played a trumpet.
Tan Wenjie made a special trip to the police station, found Meili directly, and asked her to help contact Jin Macky and Meng Chao.
After the three of them wiped away their tears and saw Sir Zhou, the next things became very simple.
Catching bad guys is the police's job.
……
Young and Dangerous Talent Market.
Mr. Zhou floated beside Tan Wenjie and said, "I didn't expect that there is a talent market for young and dangerous people."
Tan Wenjie: "I think it's ridiculous that after a policeman died, he didn't plan to call the police, but wanted a megaphone to help him get revenge. And why did you follow him here instead of waiting to solve the problem at the police station?"
Mr. Zhou changed the subject very stiffly: "Why do you only drink Coca-Cola?"
Could he say that those two policemen gave him a very unreliable feeling? He always felt that they would be badly tricked, perhaps to the point of losing their souls?
"Hey, is there any other choice?"
“Yeah, I saw Pepsi.”
"Sh-!"
Tan Wenjie likes the atmosphere of the talent market very much. People here have many talents. Considering that he does not have enough money in his pocket, he plans to find a gang and become the boss.
You don’t have to work, you have seven days off a week, you still get paid, and there’s even a girl to warm your bed.
Today is different from yesterday. Several gang leaders died in a gunfight, and the situation became a mess.
The person next to him was still immersed in some important information and couldn't help but scream.
The next moment, the entire talent market heard it.
"Guan Gong is dead!"
"Yeah, I heard that it was even faster this time. Aji and Afei only followed him for half a day before Guan Gong died. It seems that Guan Gong's life is not strong enough."
"But from today on, everything is hard to say. Now that the pressure on us is over, things will definitely get chaotic."
Tan Wenjie looked at the two dejected people in the distance and moved in a different direction with the plate in his hand.
The two of them are simply the ultimate combination of Qiu Sheng, Wencai, Afang, Xiaoyue, Axing and others, and it is hard to find someone like Uncle Jiu to protect them.
Tan Wenjie decided not to have anything to do with those two people.
It’s all for your own health.
……
At 9:00 in the evening, Tan Wenjie appeared at the entrance of the supermarket.
He is not very good at picking up girls, but he will give others a chance to pick him up because he can't bear to say no.
So being a good man is really tiring. You have to endure the mental torment brought by being unfaithful, and the little bit of insignificant physical enjoyment becomes unimportant.
A date probably involves holding hands, kissing, and finally getting a room.
Tan Wenjie decided to be passive and give the right to choose to Joan. He didn't care whether they held hands first, checked into a hotel, and finally kissed, or checked into a hotel first, then kissed, and finally held hands.
It's okay to endure a little loss.
The two took a taxi and were about to head towards the restaurant.
Suddenly there was an emergency brake.
"Ah——!" Joan was startled.
The driver pushed open the car door and rushed out shouting.
Tan Wenjie: "Sure enough, it is normal to not charge for taking a taxi locally."
He has seen enough weird worlds. In some worlds, even the calendars are inaccurate. In this world, taking taxis is free, which is actually reasonable.
Joan suddenly hugged Tan Wenjie and buried her head in his shoulder.
"Then, what is that!"
On the road ahead, cars were rear-ending each other.
People didn't care about their cars and fled while shouting. In front of them, there were two people, a man and a woman, wearing ancient costumes, with their arms raised, bouncing stiffly on the roof of the car.
Zombies!
Re-edited and revised the outline
(End of this chapter)