Chapter 31 Berserk

The tall man only felt an icy chill coming from his palm. He subconsciously wanted to let go, because this coldness seemed to have penetrated his flesh and stimulated his soul, making him feel a terrible palpitation.

However,

he couldn't retract his hand.

Before, he had been strangling Zhou Ze with his hand,

but now, Zhou Ze deliberately lowered his jaw, trapping the other man's palm against his neck.

The freckled girl straightened up and looked at Zhou Ze. She was very wise and rational. When Zhou Ze's extraordinary baleful aura rose, she began to consider something.

Immediately, she smiled and said:

"Sir, if you are a constable or inspector on a secret mission, please reveal your identity directly. We will offer apologies and make amends as appropriate. Let's pretend that today's events never happened?"

A person who has died once is always smarter than the living and knows how to adapt to circumstances.

Just like the severely injured little loli who surrendered to Zhou Ze before, it was precisely because they had died that they deeply knew how precious this opportunity to continue living in this way was.

Hell is truly a terrifying place.

If it had been the previous Zhou Ze, he might have taken the offered way out, but unfortunately, the current Zhou Ze had already lost his reason.

A bronze luster began to slowly rise on his skin, staining his entire body.

Two fangs slowly grew out, revealing a dazzling and ghastly light.

A green face,

silent eyes,

with a natural coldness.

"Crack..."

"Ah!"

The tall man let out a cry of pain.

Zhou Ze's two fangs directly pierced the back of his hand. In an instant, his whole body began to convulse. This bite seemed to have directly crippled most of his body.

The tall man kicked out, wanting to kick Zhou Ze away, at least to free himself from Zhou Ze, but Zhou Ze grabbed his foot with one hand.

He wanted to kick, he wanted to use force,

but his foot still couldn't move.

This young man, whose face he could pat and call pretty just moments ago, seemed to contain a terrible power within his body, completely holding him in his grasp.

Zhou Ze raised his head.

With a "whoosh,"

fangs tore a large piece of flesh from the back of the tall man's hand.

At the same time, the tips of Zhou Ze's fingernails turned a dark red, and the five fingers gripping the other man's shoe began to exert force.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound,

like a small firecracker set off by a child during the New Year, exploded directly.

The tall man's shoe had burst open, and his foot was shattered along with it.

The tall man retreated in fear, falling to the ground.

Zhou Ze lowered his head slightly, leaning to the side, looking at him.

His gaze was as calm as an ancient well.

After a short while, Zhou Ze raised his hand, looking at his palm with some disgust, squatted down, and wiped his hand on the other man's body.

What if he had athlete's foot?

What to do?

It seemed that some habits really couldn't be changed,

like,

germophobia?

The tall man was lying face up there, not daring to move. His previous position was now completely reversed.

"Buddy, we can talk this out. You also know that even ghost messengers only get one chance to choose a body,"

the freckled woman said to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze didn't respond, as if the woman didn't exist at all.

His hand slowly rested on the man's chest, his fingertips gently pulling down from his neck.

His fingernails were like the sharpest surgical scalpel.

With a crisp sound of leather tearing,

the tall man's chest was completely cut open, but he didn't even bleed. These fingernails were simply too sharp!

The tall man looked at the woman on the side, casting a look of help.

The freckled woman couldn't stay calm anymore. She spread her palms, and the surrounding air froze again. A majestic pressure began to press toward Zhou Ze.

"Roar!"

Zhou Ze let out a suppressed roar from his throat, and the black mist on his body instantly boiled, as if even the air was dyed with a tormenting heat.

The freckled woman staggered, taking two steps back, and sat down on the ground.

The look in her eyes as she looked at Zhou Ze was filled with a heartfelt terror.

Damn it,

is this still a ghost messenger?

How could this possibly still be a ghost messenger!

The freckled girl felt like there was a traitor among them.

People used to say that there was a husky in a wolf pack, but now it was the other way around: a real prairie wolf had snuck into the huskies.

Zhou Ze squatted next to the tall man, wisps of black smoke constantly emanating. If you looked closely, you could see that the tall man's limbs were completely locked by the black smoke, making it impossible for him to move at all.

Zhou Ze was a doctor,

so he was very experienced when performing surgery.

He carefully helped the tall man examine the affected areas.

Liver,

lungs,

intestines,

one by one, he took them out,

waved them in front of the tall man,

and then,

threw them aside.

At this time, it would be even better if there were a few medical students nearby who could be responsible for taking photos and taking notes, and incidentally offering the teacher a "66666" of flattery.

Heaven have mercy, the tall man was simply dumbfounded, but he couldn't pass out, and he was even numb to the point of not feeling the slightest pain. This was the most painful torture, making you watch with your own eyes!

Zhou Ze continued to do his own thing, like a teenager who had discovered a new and exciting toy.

It had been a long time since he had played this game of researching the human body,

he missed it a little.

Yes,

this was the feeling.

The human body was truly the most wonderful thing in the world.

Its harmony,

its beauty,

the construction of each of its blood vessels was so ingenious, gathering together to form the structure of life, carrying the weight of the soul.

"He's a ghost messenger. You can't kill him! Aren't you afraid of the punishment of the underworld!"

The freckled woman, collapsed on the ground, screamed.

She was about to be driven crazy,

really about to be driven crazy.

The scene before her,

the atmosphere before her,

was even worse than the battlefield in hell!

"We didn't want to kill her, we said we didn't want to kill her. We made a mistake, but it's not a capital offense! We didn't want to form a deadly feud with you, really! We didn't want to kill anyone, and we didn't want to kill you. You crossed the line yourself, you crossed the line without saying a word, you're wrong too, you're wrong too!"

The freckled girl continued to shout.

Zhou Ze turned a deaf ear, continuing to do his own thing. After a while, he clapped his hands, the examination was over.

Then,

he lowered his head,

opened his mouth,

and began to inhale.

"Hiss..."

It was as if a bowl of water had been poured into a boiling oil pot, instantly exploding.

The tall man's black soul was sucked out and entered Zhou Ze's mouth.

His body began to rapidly rot, turning into pus.

Zhou Ze raised his head,

closed his eyes,

the taste of the soul,

was so delicious.

Slowly, Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the freckled girl.

The freckled girl crawled backward subconsciously. She was afraid, she was really afraid. Even in front of the inspector, she had never felt such clear fear!

Zhou Ze tilted his head, slowly walking forward, but he was still faster than her crawling.

Slowly,

Zhou Ze caught up with her speed,

slowly,

Zhou Ze walked to her side,

slowly,

Zhou Ze raised his foot,

slowly,

Zhou Ze put down his foot, stepping on the woman's abdomen.

Everything was very slow, like a melodious piano piece, with its own special rhythm.

"Pfft..."

One foot,

stepped through,

like a nail,

directly pinning the woman down.

The woman's mouth kept bubbling with blood, her body constantly trembling and twisting.

I said so much,

analyzed so much with you,

told you so many reasons,

told you so many dangers,

you still want to kill me,

but could you,

from beginning to end,

not say

a single word?

This was the freckled woman's biggest grievance now. It seemed that in the other person's eyes, the two of them were ants who didn't even have the right to speak.

Zhou Ze had already taken the first step.

He let out a satisfied burp.

He looked a little helpless.

It was really difficult to face a delicacy after eating a full meal.

Then,

he raised his foot again,

still slowly raising it,

still slowly lowering it,

"Snap!"

The head exploded,

solving the freckles problem on this woman's face.

Along with the woman's soul, it was crushed under the strangulation of the surrounding black mist, and the corpse quickly rotted, merging with the surrounding ground.

Then,

Zhou Ze seemed a little confused,

he stood in place,

as if he was thinking about something,

as if he had devoured a ghost messenger's soul last time, and this time he devoured it again,

so,

this time, his time of existence seemed to be a little longer than the previous two times.

But longer time also easily leads to worries.

For example:

Who am I?

Where am I?

Where am I going?

He was really thinking about these questions, and after thinking about them, he turned his head and saw Doctor Lin sitting in the car.

He walked over, leaned over,

lowered his head,

and rubbed his fangs on Doctor Lin's delicate face,

some of the saliva in his mouth also dripped down, landing on Doctor Lin's forehead, and covering her entire face along her forehead, making Doctor Lin's face a little blurry.

He seemed to enjoy this feeling, very infatuated with this feeling.

Then,

his gaze saw the notebook that was placed on the driver's seat and had not been taken away by the woman in green.

He reached out and picked up the notebook.

The notebook trembled violently when it approached Doctor Lin, meaning that she would die soon.

This was the warning of the Yin-Yang Record. It was said that the Book of Life and Death in the hands of the King of Hell recorded the time of everyone's birth and death and possessed supreme rules.

The Yin-Yang Record was born from the Book of Life and Death and also had similar functions.

The notebook kept trembling violently, reminding its owner,

this woman,

was dying soon!

Zhou Ze looked at the notebook with some confusion, as if he was looking at a novel toy.

However,

obviously this toy was not very fun, and the vibration made him even more upset.

"Roar!"

Holding the notebook in front of him,

Zhou Ze roared at it.

Then,

then,

then,

it really calmed down,

it stopped vibrating...