Chapter 0006 Flesh Corpse

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Zhao Youliang, who was quite righteous in his heart, wanted to call the police, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't dare.

Without it, these people are obviously committing crimes in a gang.

Just after three people were shot, another one came out. If it wasn’t a gang, it was something else!

If I offend someone, shouldn't I be retaliated against? !

If Zhao Youliang is a loner, he won't be afraid. The worst he can do is fight with the bad guys!

But the key is that Zhao Youliang still has an adoptive father to take care of, and a half-sister to watch grow up.

If he fights the bad guys and becomes a "martyr", how will the remaining father and daughter live?

In fact, Zhao Youliang's thoughts are also a true portrayal of the so-called "honest people" in real life.

They were not afraid of some gangsters, so they chose to swallow their anger.

But I have a more important and heavier responsibility in my heart...

In addition, Zhao Youliang is definitely not a "senior expert".

The reason why it can be seen that the surrender master and the three people who were shot were accomplices is purely blind.

The only "theoretical basis" is appearance.

The four guys have the same ferocious looks, they all have shaved heads, and they all have "painted necks" (tattoos on their necks).

With such similar outfits, what else could they be if they weren't from the same group?

Moreover, Zhao Youliang privately gave the "organization" of the Touhou Division a loud but unelegant name - Skinheads.

He is bald and shiny, looking for beautiful women...

On the other side, the master who escaped from the town ran wildly for a long time. He only dared to stop and gasp for breath after making sure that the "master" was not chasing him.

After resting for a while, the lowering master smiled bitterly to himself again.

"Oh, there's no need to bother chasing after him."

"As long as the 'ghost hands' around my neck are still there, I will definitely not survive tonight."

"After all, there is no second spiritual infant available..."

After talking to himself for a while, the lowering master's eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Hmph! If it weren't for those three guys, how could I be in this situation!"

"Anyway, they won't be able to 'live' if I die, so they can just use the waste!!"

After finishing speaking, the head-dropping master went straight to the place where the corpses of the three condemned prisoners were stored.

After arriving, the head-lowering master cast a spell and led the three corpses to a dark mountain col.

The next step is to use the corpse to make a flesh corpse to deal with Zhao Youliang.

Because this process is too weird and disgusting, for the sake of the physical and mental health of all readers, I will not go into details.

In short, after a series of disgusting operations, the head-dropping master looked ecstatic: "Hahaha, the 'flesh corpse' is ready!"

Then he closed his eyes and recited a mantra: "Your body is my body, and your soul is my soul. Quickly obey my orders and chase your soul ten miles away!"

After finishing reading, he pointed in the direction of the town.

The "meat corpse" that was still devouring it immediately stopped and ran towards the town with a roar.

To be precise, he ran towards Zhao Youliang's paper shop.

All the small animals encountered along the way were bitten to death by their fleshy corpses and swallowed alive in two or three mouthfuls.

The head-lowering master stared in the direction of the corpse for a while, then sat down on the ground with relief.

Obviously, the refining process just now was not as easy as it seemed.

After just resting for a moment, the head-dropping master took out the human head buried in quicklime.

"I'm afraid the flesh corpse won't be able to deal with that guy, so I have to risk refining another 'Flying Head Ghost'."

Speaking of the "flying-headed ghost", the head-dropping master seems to be a little scared himself.

However, after subconsciously touching the "ghost hand" on his neck, he still made up his mind.

"No matter what, you will die anyway, let's fight!"

“If you don’t want me to live, then no one else can!”

Leaving aside the fact that the descending master was refining the "Flying Head Ghost", Zhao Youliang on the other side didn't know that he was about to be in disaster.

Today, he is helping Sister Yingchun of the barbecue restaurant thread meat skewers with a playful smile.

Sister-in-law Yingchun knew that Zhao Youliang was just talking and didn't dare to be "real" at all.

He is the kind of person who is "sexy and daring, but he can't hold it back until he dies", so I don't bother him.

Instead, he smiled and asked: "You brat, if you don't look after your own shop, what are you busy with here?"

"What, aren't you afraid that someone alive will come into the store?"

Sister Yingchun has been married to the small town for three or four years, and she obviously knows the rules of paper shop.