Here Lies The Wicked

+1 Normal Soul Qi.

Looking at the plain woman with her high face in her hand, she was bewitched by her Jiuyang god.

It burns like a pig's skin, and finally burns into ashes and scatters.

Ant legs are meat, too.

Fang felt that his fortune must be very high today. Otherwise, how could he have just arrived in University City, and his assets continued to skyrocket?

Look at the original five-notation deposit.

Now it's sixteen symbolic deposits.

I walked and my legs didn't hurt, my hips didn't feel sour, and my feet didn't have to start drifting.

Turns out this plain looking woman is a ghost painting.

Fang had already seen it from the beginning.

After all, he has had a lot of dealings with the young lady of the Peugeot family. He already has a little heart for the peugeot routine.

Most importantly, he had slaughtered before and after, not one hundred and eighty, but dozens of painted skins, and he had his own set of summaries of the smells on these painted skins.

Even if the smell is faint,

Quantitative changes can also cause qualitative changes. It smells too much and is always familiar.

As for why Gao Shu Painting knew the location of his store, Fang was also not surprised. If he didn't have the means to do so, he would really have to reassess the original position of Gao Jia in his heart.

“You smell her perfume, it's my nose sin, I shouldn't have smelled her beauty...” Fang Zheng was in a happy mood humming a little song, picking up a broom and a broom, cleaning the ground of burning ashes.

At this point, the doorway was dark.

Fang looked up and another female customer came to the door.

Fang Zhengyi,

This time the face is changed, this time is famous high school girl with a high and cold temperament and stunning face, isn't it Ko Sook painting?

Well, it's still so easy to get the wrong idea, to put your chest on your back.

Turns out it was Ko Sook who painted that little boy, and found him when he made his half-brother into a grown-up pig!!

Ko Sook looked at the square of the sweeping floor with no expression on his face and said calmly: “You surprised me. Not only did you survive that night, but your speed of progress surprised me even more. ”

Fang finally swept up and looked up and said, “Thank you so much for the surprise, but how can I not see the look on your face? ”

“I'm here today to talk to you about a deal.” Gao Shu painted a calm face and looked straight in front of him.

“Oh, are you going to be mathematical or matrimonial? I wonder if you want to take the 211 or the 985?” Fang Zheng glanced slightly with a harmless smile on his face.

Without saying a word to him, the decisive way to do it is not like a person at all.

Fang continues with a harmless smile: “If it's a matrimonial relationship, I don't think a high school girl like you should use it. ”

“Early love, early love, graduation is heartbreak. At any age, you should do what's right for that age, study hard, go up every day, don't fight and kill all the time. The future is a time when knowledge determines destiny, when knowledge creates wealth, and accumulation of knowledge is the centennial plan of life. ”

Fang felt that he said enough emotion and threefold, and became the image of a great people's teacher who was tired of nurturing talent, breaking his heart for the students' early love and schooling.

Ko Sook's painting was still so cold as the wind of the little queen. She glanced deeply at the square and said, “None of it. ”

“Can we go into the store and talk about it in detail? ”

Fang had no problem with it. He smiled and greeted him: “Well said, well said. ”

Ko Sook entered the store.

He asked, "Would you like something to drink? A five-dollar bottle of iced black and green tea, a three-dollar bottle of mineral water, and a six-dollar bottle of carbonated beverages. ”

“How come everything in your store is twice as expensive as the market? ”

“No…”

Not all the voices of Gao Shu painting have fallen, suddenly there is wind behind her, she just turned her head to look behind... Pfft!

One palm penetrated through the chest of the Gao Shu painting from behind, raising it again halfway up.

Pfft!

Hot, burning Jiuyang god, instantly lit the painting... and finally the ashes scattered.

+1 Normal Soul Qi.

Fang Zhengle is happy and beautifies his mind.

Next, as if nothing had happened, Fang continued to pick up the dustpan and broom, and continued to clean the new ashes on the ground. At this point, the light at the store door was dim, Fang was turning back, and Gao Shu painting came back from the dead.

Gao Shu painted without sorrow or anger. Still the cold-blooded little queen posture: “Do you have a problem with my painting? I can give you one for free, either two or three, it's just a few skins, and if you think about it, we'll keep talking about the deal. ”

Fang Zhengzheng nodded.

Results... a few seconds later, poof!

One palm penetrated Ko Sook's chest from behind and raised his head again.

“I'm sorry, I couldn't help but want to get in your way. Want to do it again? I promise I won't interfere with you again.” The other side is making a promise.

Half a minute later...

Gao Shu painted double elevated.

+1 Normal Soul Qi.

……

“Are you listening to me …"

Pfft!

Ko Sook was plugged to death for the fifth time.

“What a deal...”

Pfft!

Ko Sook was plugged to death for the sixth time.

“This is the seventh time, my patience is extremely …”

Pfft!

Ko Sook's painting was plugged to death for the seventh time.

“Don't overdo it...”

Pfft!

Ko Sook was plugged to death for the eighth time.

“I've tracked down the operator's lead...”

“But the connector is surrounded by the same...”

“Associate is Paper …”

“I can't handle it at the same time...”

“Enough!! ”

“How …”

“I grab the connector, you get revenge from the connector, we have a common interest!! You helped me deal with the paper-taking people, I came to find the connector, you killed the connector a doll, you have already offended the connector, you should want the eternal aftermath more than I do!! ”

Fourteen times in a row, Gao Shu painted. This time he finally learned to be smart, no longer bullied. He went straight to the theme as soon as he came up. If he did not take a breath, he immediately said the whole sentence.

This time, Fang finally stopped interfering with Ko Sook painting.

It is not this time that Ko Sook painted himself, or that he finally put down the slaughter knife to become a Buddha, but rather, he was wondering, wool, this must be a long stream of fine water, can not give the sheep to dead at once.

Who's going to milk this fat, free sheep right in front of you?

Who can give more than a dozen spirits all at once? Except for Gao Sook, who has a ghost painting skin, no one else can milk him.

So he decided!

Let Ko Sook paint back. Let's talk about it when it's full of blood.

When the fourteen characters were lit up, Fang Zheng's heart had already blossomed with joy, so looking at Goosuk's painting's eyes was also special kindness and joy, and there was also a “love” full of eyes.

“Why didn't you do it this time?” Instead, Ko Sook's painting was temporarily unacceptable.

Fang Zheng stunned for a moment and didn't react.

Is this addiction?