Chapter 129 Face is more important than life

Chapter 129 Face is more important than life

Chapter 129 Face is more important than life

The process of detecting the little zombie Awei is very simple. He can't do math problems, doesn't understand brain teasers, and can cry loudly, but he has understood human nature and can think.

The most terrifying thing is that he is no different from an ordinary child if you don’t look at his appearance. He even has the ability to learn.

If zombies want to have the ability to learn, the minimum requirement is to drink human blood crazily and start the road of crazy evolution.

Zombies that can learn brain teasers are no longer just scary.

"What a coincidence."

When Tan Wenjie was about to leave carrying the little zombie, he unexpectedly saw He Min.

Her boyfriend is a policeman and comes to the police station quite frequently.

"What a coincidence." He Min barely recognized that Tan Wenjie was the man who had chatted up her a few days ago.

She looked at the short figure wrapped in a black robe with some curiosity.

It should be a child, but can a child be so straight? The core ability is very good.

Since we were not familiar with each other, we could only nod as a greeting.

The two didn't exchange much, just nodded and passed each other.

He never steals a woman who is already in a relationship. He is very principled.

Speaking of benefits, the parents who killed the little zombie only got 1400 experience points. Of course, he didn't care much about this amount of experience. Now, if it weren't for the large-scale battles, and he could only rely on completing tasks slowly to gain experience points, Tan Wenjie predicted that it would take him several decades to upgrade to lv10, or even longer.

Making extra money is the most important thing.

Finally having a little money in his pocket, he decided to move from the big guesthouse to a big hotel and break away from his local girl boss who wanted to make extra money.

Medical clinic.

Doctor Lin carefully examined the little zombie, then turned to Tan Wenjie and asked, "What are you going to do? This little zombie has never killed anyone, nor has it sucked blood."

"I haven't done anything bad now, but it will be hard to say in the future."

Expecting a zombie that feeds on blood to stop sucking blood is like expecting a lion to never hunt for its entire life.

If instincts were so easy to control, I wouldn't be unable to move my eyes every time a pretty girl saw me.

You can’t leave the task of dealing with the little zombies to Dr. Lin, as he might be a little unreliable.

Watching the fire rising, Tan Wenjie asked, "Can you find those archaeologists who robbed the tomb? I want to know where they got these three zombies from."

Doctor Lin: "It's difficult. They were also bitten by zombies. I treated them for corpse poison, but I only came once."

The most likely possibility is that he died. The less likely possibility is that he turned into a zombie and wandered the streets, spreading corpse poison.

If it was the latter, he wouldn't have to worry, the police would definitely contact him.

The situation will also be very bad, and there may be zombies everywhere.

……

The Young and Dangerous talent market is still very popular.

There is a constant stream of job seekers.

As soon as he sat down, the latest, most real, most gossipy and most boring news in Hong Kong started to flow into his ears.

There’s too much, it’s about to overflow!
Some people were talking about yesterday's zombie filming scene, some were talking about the lady from Portland Street who charged two condoms for 100 bucks, and some were discussing arms.

Wait, arms.

The topics of the chat are really broad. Even information that the police can't find is discussed freely here.

It was no use lowering the voice, as Tan Wenjie's ears could pick up two-thirds of the whispers in the talent market, and he could hear one-third of the voices clearly.

"Ah, help!" Sir Zhou suddenly screamed and rushed towards Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie did not move, allowing the other party to approach, just staring at him with his eyes, wanting to see what tricks he was going to play.

Sir Zhou was hovering in front of Tan Wenjie, not daring to actually bump into him.

"I was beaten, Officer Tan."

"It sounds like traffic police. Change your name."

"Mr. Tan, that's the man over there!"

Following the direction of Zhou Sir's finger, I saw two foreign gangsters wearing black vests, with crosses tattooed on their arms and cross necklaces around their necks. They were chatting in the local dialect.

Tan Wenjie walked over and pointed at the cross on the other's neck with a smile under the two foreigners' puzzled gazes: "What's your mother's name?"

His English is just so-so, neither good nor bad.

Foreign devil: "I understand!"

Tan Wenjie flicked his finger on the other person's forehead.

"Bang!" The man held his head and cried.

He has good control over his strength, so he won't die, but he may have to pretend to be the Antarctic Immortal for a while.

Tan Wenjie pulled the cross off the man's neck and said, "I'll take it as compensation for my mental damages."

The other foreigner kept holding up his can of Coke as if to drink it, and the can went all over his pants, not daring to move.

They were robbed, and the stolen item was a cross they had obtained from the church.

"Should we call the police?"

"Your mother, what is this place? Do you want to call the police?"

"Don't be angry... Are you really not going to call the police?"

Tan Wenjie returned to his seat. What had just happened was very common in the Young and Dangerous talent market.

He held the cross and pointed it at Sir Zhou who was standing beside him.

Mr. Zhou squeezed his legs together and screamed: "Ah——!"

Pull it back, and when the other party breathes a sigh of relief, press the cross again.

"what--!"

Retract and press again.

"what--!"

Repeat this several times.

"What is your religion?"

"I am an atheist. I was like this when I was alive, and I still believe there is no God in the world after I die. But after meeting you... I think the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Gods are more terrifying."

"The Minotaur is indeed scary." Tan Wenjie agreed.

He hated the minotaurs who stole other people's women the most.

The man and the ghost were thinking hard.

Tan Wenjie was the key to the problem, and Zhou Sir was because Tan Wenjie didn't speak and didn't dare to speak. He had always felt that Tan Wenjie's method of killing ghosts was a little scary.
The chattering in my ears continues.

"Immigration? Where are you going?"

"My aunt's third cousin and his family have immigrated there. I heard that..."

The noise was chaotic. I don't know how a group of unemployed gangsters who had to share Coke came up with the idea that they could also immigrate. If I were honest, I could do it too.

"What about you?" Tan Wenjie looked at Mr. Zhou, "Did you immigrate before you died?"

Mr. Zhou: "My parents immigrated before I was born."

Case solved.

It turns out that this guy is a "Western ghost" according to the household registration, no wonder he is not afraid of the sun.

The bustling talent market suddenly became quiet.

The door was pushed open and someone greeted me.

"Snake Ming, are you here to recruit workers again?"

"Yeah haha, the company is growing and we're short of talent."

"Hey, you haven't found a job yet?" Shezaiming saw Tan Wenjie and patted his chest very considerately, "Why don't you work with me? We're going to make a big deal soon."

"How big is it?"

Shezaiming leaned close to Tan Wenjie's ear and whispered, "Arms!"

Are the mouths of you young and dangerous guys all sieves?
That seems to be true. How can you prove yourself if you don't brag? Face is more important than life.

Isn't that the case of Mr. Zhou? Smuggling large quantities of arms is not a trivial matter. It is not like buying lollipops which can be bought in every store. Most gangsters don't have the courage to touch arms.

You don't earn much, so there's no need to worry about it.

"Okay, can I do the internship first? You don't need to issue me a certificate. I hope my file can be a little cleaner."

Snake Ming: "..."

the next day,
After having a full meal in advance, Tan Wenjie followed Shezaiming to meet Dafei.

He wanted to finish Zhou Sir's case as soon as possible. After hearing the word "immigration" and guessing that ghosts were not afraid of the sun, Tan Wenjie wanted to let Zhou Sir reincarnate experimentally.

The sooner the better.

(End of this chapter)