Heaven's Last Big Boss

"Actually, he has become a puppet of demons. He uses those evil methods to cultivate and devour souls to improve his cultivation. In the end, he will become the nourishment of demons... probably like this."

Zhou Zheng was silent for a while, and asked, "Where's the girl's soul? Captain Feng?"

"I didn't find anything," Feng Bugui said with a normal expression, probably because he has seen this kind of thing too often, "Fortunately, judging from the power of the spore self-detonation, this guy hasn't devoured too many souls, and the number of victims should not be too high." many."

Zhou Zheng's expression darkened a lot.

Feng Bugui grinned, patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Don't think too much, young man, no one can save everyone who wants to be saved. It can prevent the disaster from expanding. It has already been done." Not bad."

"Well, thank you Captain Feng," Zhou Zheng said calmly, "This is the first time I have encountered such a thing, and I couldn't accept it for a while."

"After handing over the rest of the matter, I can get off work and go have a drink with me? Today is thanks to you, otherwise our squadron would be ashamed. As the captain, I have to express it."

Feng Bugui's brows kept twitching.

Zhou Zheng wanted to refuse, but he glanced at Feng Bugui's fist which was several circles bigger than that shark spirit, and nodded wisely.

It's not bad to know more friends in the practice world.

……

"If you have wine today, you're drunk today, who cares who will kneel down tomorrow! Xiao Zhou, drink!"

"Do it! Good job! Brother Zhou, with your drinking capacity, will definitely look like a major repairer in the future!"

"Master! Zhou Zheng, are you looking down on me? Are you looking down on me!? It was agreed that you have one cup and I have two cups! Why do I want you to have one cup now! You...you are awesome, I can't drink you!"

bang.

On the Third Industrial Island, an unremarkable tavern.

Feng Bugui rolled his eyes, his strong body slumped under the table, and he began to sleep soundly while lying on the ground. The sportswear he had just changed before was already stained with alcohol.

Zhou Zheng looked around in embarrassment.

Fortunately, it was almost early morning, and there were only two other tables of customers in the store, and they were all very drunk.

At the bar, the charming proprietress smiled at Zhou Zheng, and took the initiative to bring a new roll of toilet paper.

"Are you Captain Feng's friend?" the proprietress asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zheng nodded with a smile, glanced at the messy square table, took out his mobile phone and indicated that he wanted to pay.

"No, no," the proprietress smiled, "Captain Feng doesn't have to pay to eat at my place."

The squadron leader of the special operations department bullying the market?Or, does the proprietress have an ulterior relationship with the squadron leader?

Zhou Zheng's red ears are already sticking out!

"Don't get me wrong."

The proprietress smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly said:

"I have received the kindness of Captain Feng. At that time, the car had an accident and my family of five fell into the water. Captain Feng rescued our three mothers and gave us a sum of money for resettlement.

"He can't come to me these few times a year, and I don't have a chance to repay him."

A family of five, three mothers.

Zhou Zheng nodded and smiled at the proprietress, and didn't ask any more questions.

There is a payment code on the table, and he can still estimate the approximate price of the meal, and he will just scan it out and pay the bill later.

However, the problem now is...

How should he get Feng Bugui away, and where should he get Feng Bugui.

After half an hour.

Zhou Zhengsheng sat on the sofa of a certain hotel with no love in his heart, looking at Feng Bugui who was snoring like thunder on the bed, he couldn't help raising his head and sighing.

It was the first time he came to a hotel to open a room, and there was no romantic plot!

Originally, he wanted to save this first time for the honeymoon trip after marriage!

Fortunately, some golden light shone, and Ao Ying's figure appeared beside Zhou Zheng, giggling at Zhou Zheng.

In front of Zhou Zheng, she has always paid attention to her appearance and attire. Her cute little face is rosy, delicate and smooth. The simple suspender skirt and plaid shirt complement her exquisite figure even more. There is a youthful atmosphere.

It's just that the double ponytail was replaced by a single ponytail, which made Zhou Zheng a little disappointed.

To be reasonable, present the facts, and to be fair, the double ponytails must be more attractive.

"Should we wait here?" Ao Ying asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zheng pondered a few times: "This captain should have fought monsters many times. Didn't you say that it is not uncommon for these industrial islands and agricultural islands outside the main city to have demon activities?"

"Are you worried that he will be retaliated against?"

"Well," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "wait here for him to wake up, I'll open another room next door, and you go and rest."

"No," Ao Ying said softly, "I don't need to fall asleep, and... if you want to sleep, it's actually more... more comfortable to hide in your pocket..."

Does His Royal Highness Xiaoyu have any hidden illness?

Why is it that his face turns red when he talks, and his voice fluctuates from loud to soft.

Zhou Zheng thought about it, if he practiced alone, leaving Ao Ying aside, he would be too confused.

Ao Ying asked with concern: "Are you tired? After drinking so much, will you feel unwell?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy," Zhou Zheng shrugged, "I can't get drunk after drinking, and I've been like this since I was in college."

"This may be related to your soul power," Ao Ying analyzed so seriously.

Zhou Zheng really wanted to practice, but after a little thought, he went to the bedside table to get a pack of playing cards.

As for the emergency supplies under the playing cards... Zhou Zhengquan pretended not to see it!

Ao Ying suddenly became interested: "How do you play this? I haven't played it before."

"Let me teach you, there are many ways for two people to play, you can compare the size, 10:30, make up the whole number..."

Zhou Zheng drew the curtains, adjusted the direction of the sofa, and easily led Ao Ying into the door of card entertainment.

Ao Ying practiced every day in the sea. Although she liked to surf the Internet, she had never played these before, and she devoted herself to it when she had fun.

Soon, Zhou Zheng painted her face into a kitten's face, her mouth kept being coquettish and her expression became more serious.

The night is getting darker, the streets are quiet, and the transmission of sound becomes clearer.

The sound insulation effect of this kind of cheap hotel is usually a bit worrying. Zhou Zheng took the initiative to treat guests to dinner tonight, which is considered a hemorrhage, and it was just to let Captain Feng, who had just met him for a long time, sleep. It is definitely impossible to go to those luxury hotels.

"Hmph, wait for His Highness to master the rules, then you won't...huh?"

Ao Ying blinked her eyes, shook her ears slightly, and asked in a hissed voice, "Did you hear Zhou? Is someone being beaten?"

Zhou Zheng: ...

How should he explain it?

Don't gods have physical hygiene classes?

Zhou Zheng said vaguely: "Couple or non-couple, normal or abnormal, legal or illegal."

Ao Ying was confused, her big eyes were full of curiosity.

Taking advantage of a little drunkenness, Zhou Zheng also became bolder. He took out his mobile phone, searched the scientific description of human reproduction in the encyclopedia, and pushed the mobile phone in front of Ao Ying.

Ao Ying suddenly realized after just a glance, and then looked curiously at the wall where the voice came from.

Afterwards, she didn't know if she had used some spells, her face suddenly turned red, her eyes were foggy immediately, and she faltered and said:

"I, I'm going back to practice first."

Before she finished speaking, she had turned into a golden light and drilled back into Zhou Zheng's short-sleeved pocket.

Good guy, Zhou Zheng can feel the heat of that fish-shaped jade through a layer of pure cotton fabric!

Fortunately, this little fairy didn't pretend to understand, or forcibly stated that "that kind of thing is nothing", otherwise it would probably be very difficult to end tonight.

He drank a lot.

Zhou Zheng yawned, but he refused to share the bed with Captain Feng, so he simply took off his shoes and socks, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to simply absorb spiritual energy.

Zhou Zheng hasn't decided on the cultivation method yet, so he can only absorb some spiritual power to reserve.

Although the introductory textbook compiled by Pleiades Xingjun contains [-] kinds of superior practice formulas, these formulas only have the first half, and they can only support monks to practice to the Yuan Immortal Realm.

Under Ao Ying's suggestion, Zhou Zheng didn't rush to decide the path he was going to take;

It is best to wait for the special training class to start, and ask the Bing Ning Immortal to help determine Zhou Zheng's body's five-element affiliation and spiritual characteristics in this life, and then choose the most suitable exercises for Zhou Zheng.

Compared with those guys who practiced from birth, Zhou Zheng was more than 20 years late anyway, and he was not in a hurry for a day or two.

Those indescribable sounds can still be heard beside the ear;

Zhou Zheng wanted to meditate several times, but there was always some lingering vibrating in his heartstrings.

He thought of the girl who fell from the fifth floor, and thought of Du Lin who seemed to have no problems, and was even similar to his job.

Was this man really bewitched by a demon to harm someone?

"Ugh."

Zhou Zheng put down his legs and collapsed on the sofa, his eyes were slightly blurred.

Taking out his mobile phone and scanning the news, Zhou Zheng quickly found two reports about today's incident, namely——

"Steel Workers Accidentally Fall Down the Fifth Floor, and the Final Rescue Ineffective";

"Taxi Illegally Carrying Chemicals Exploded, One Driver and One Injured."

Zhou Zheng stared blankly at the phone, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Fortunately, he knows the truth.

……

Da da da;

The sound of fingers colliding with the keyboard and mouse echoed on the top floor of that office building early in the morning.

The sound of 'pingping' from the external speakers is as pleasant as a blacksmith.

Soon, the screen turned gray, with a little blood red mixed in the gray.

The demon king Feng Qing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, a bit of coldness flashed across his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the enchanting fox monsters who were kneeling behind him immediately got up, lowered their heads and walked up quickly, each holding a cigarette lighter and an ashtray.

They are also quite 'out of mind' in dressing up, each wearing cosplay costumes of classic characters. ——Appearing in the comic exhibition is purely the kind of heavy welfare.

"Have the guys sent to Longchen arrived?"

"Your Majesty," the elder sister Fox Demon in charge said softly, "They are taking the underground waterway, and they will be able to reach the outskirts of Longchen at this time today."

"Well, there is a lot to prepare for them. If they come back alive, I will take action to remove their demon nature."

Feng Qing responded calmly, pressed the cigarette in his hand to death, and clicked 'Read Archive'.

This empty top floor echoed again with the wonderful sound of iron hammering.

After a few minutes;

"Go, send a smarter dream monster to greet the production team of this game, and let them give this king a nightmare for a month! The dream is full of noise from blacksmithing!"

"Yes!"

Chapter No.16 is really a day of insight

Feng Bugui woke up as if he had amnesia, and he began to practice the three no principles for drinking yesterday.

Do not admit, do not deny, do not mention.

[A man's friendship is usually sublimated at the wine table] has been confirmed again.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Feng Bugui woke up Zhou Zheng who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and took him to a nearby breakfast shop to have a big meal, opening and closing his mouth like "We Xiaozhou".

At this time, the breakfast shop has no customers.

Feng Bugui's bear-like body leaned forward and asked in a low voice:

"Really just started practicing?"

"I'm not going to lie to my brother with this," Zhou Zheng replied with a smile, "It's a coincidence, I should be a casual cultivator now."