Chapter 1 Which Is Harder, a Zombie's Fang or a Demon Monkey's Tooth?

It's hard to compare them generally; it depends on the specific situation and analysis.

At least,

Boss Zhou's fangs are still trustworthy.

"Crack!"

This was the sound of a skull being pierced.

It can be said that

the life and death of the demon monkey under him was at Zhou Ze's whim. And at this moment, Boss Zhou stopped.

A little bit further,

and his fangs would really pierce through, his corpse poison would enter the other party's brain, and even if you played some "Yuanshen Out of Body (astral projection)," it would be too late.

The reason he stopped

wasn't because he suddenly had a moment of feminine kindness or couldn't bear to do it.

Boss Zhou didn't hold back against the little monkey back then, let alone what he and the other demon monkey had seen in the room, which made their impression on Boss Zhou even lower than that of the little monkey who was standing outside the operating room having a barbecue.

He stopped

because Zhou Ze suddenly thought,

monkey brains

shouldn't be eaten like this.

In his past life, he was poor. Not to mention delicacies like monkey brains and bear paws, Boss Zhou hadn't even eaten some game.

But Boss Zhou seemed to remember reading a book before that described the real way to cook monkey brains. It was very bloody, very cruel, and very inhumane.

In the past,

if he saw someone eating monkey brains like that online, Boss Zhou wouldn't mind criticizing and denouncing them.

But when it was put in front of him,

he still thought about cherishing the ingredients and not wasting them. The gift of nature to hardworking people shouldn't be ruined.

Moreover, the dolls in the house were certainly not real lives, but they were being used to light cigarettes;

if they could do the first thing, then he wouldn't feel guilty about doing the fifteenth.

After all, this is a cannibalistic society, isn't it?

"Crack, crack, crack..."

This was the sound of fangs being pulled out of the skull, like a steel saw rubbing against an iron door.

"Phew..."

Zhou Ze looked up, his teeth pulled out.

And the female demon monkey under him began to leak air again.

It wasn't because the factory quality wasn't up to standard. In fact, this demon monkey's strength was really not weak. Even the white fox who didn't have five tails would probably be in trouble if she faced her.

It's just a pity

that she had bad luck.

She was tough, but she met an even tougher Boss Zhou.

The result was that the one who wasn't so tough started to leak air.

Zhou Ze stood up

and reached out to pick up the female demon monkey.

The female demon monkey dangled in Zhou Ze's hand, empty and weak.

The man sat on the ground, broke the incense in his hand, gritted his teeth, and some hair appeared on his face, but it quickly receded.

Obviously, his heart was struggling now.

Sometimes, the most painful thing isn't entanglement, but having to pretend to be entangled when you know you can't win.

The social structure of the demon race is very primitive and pure, which stems from the fact that these great demons have spent a long time in the jungle as cute little animals before they grow up, with fewer fantasies and beauty than humans.

Zhou Ze walked forward with the female demon monkey

and stopped next to the suitcase.

The suitcase was slowly opened from the inside.

It seemed that the person inside had sensed what was happening outside, that it was coming to an end and the results were out.

However,

a foot stepped directly on the suitcase

and exerted force.

It was real force.

"Boom!"

The suitcase was directly crushed, and everything inside was turned into dust.

Boss Zhou was too lazy to say another word to that deformed existence, and didn't even feel like glancing at him.

He killed him because of what he had done, which had just caused a woman to commit suicide.

Of course,

this was just a plausible excuse.

The real reason was simple:

He didn't like him.

Many people hate it when someone acts like a whore and puts up a chastity sign, but this behavior is really great. Keep acting, keep putting up the sign, and keep feeling great.

When Zhou Ze kicked the box,

a look of despair appeared on the man's face.

It was over.

Grandpa's tobacco was gone.

He and Dandan were different. Dandan only knew how to fight. The other meaning of this sentence was that Dandan didn't use her brain very much.

The man used his brain; he had to. He learned this when he was a child more than a hundred years ago when he saw his grandfather picking herbs in the mountains and he deliberately ran over to salute and bow like the people at the foot of the mountain before his grandfather took him in.

People,

oh no,

monkeys

always have to find a way out for themselves.

Boss Zhou carried the ingredients and walked towards the man. He was going to ask some questions, such as what the situation was here.

At the same time,

he had to notify Xu Qinglang and ask if he knew how to make monkey brains.

But

before Zhou Ze could speak,

the man immediately made a salute, bent over, and said respectfully:

"Please, I'll arrange for someone to clean up here later, and everything will be fine."

Zhou Ze looked at him respectfully, as if he was looking at a second serving of respectful monkey brains, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When the man saw Zhou Ze smile,

he also felt relieved.

Phew.

It seemed that this great man was quite satisfied with him.

It wasn't too bad. If he couldn't go back to Grandpa, being able to rely on this great man wasn't too bad.

Even if Grandpa came looking for him in the future, he would have a backer.

The man's change was very decisive. There was no torture, no ideological education, and he wasn't even arrested. He had already taken the initiative to defect.

Because he knew that

Grandpa didn't raise monkeys before.

Grandpa used to raise weasels.

Later, those weasels were braised by Grandpa because they made mistakes.

Since then, Grandpa started raising monkeys.

Zhou Ze nodded, turned around, and walked back to the health product store.

The female clerk was still lying on the ground unconscious. It would be difficult for her to wake up until the afternoon.

It was also interesting that she could work for a group of monsters so loyally. What was she after?

He sat down on the sofa.

The female demon monkey was thrown at Zhou Ze's feet,

like he had just returned from buying vegetables at the market and sat at the door of his neighbor's house, casually putting the basket at his feet.

"You..."

Zhou Ze had just said one word

when the man immediately interjected:

"I'll tell you whatever you want to know. I'll tell you everything as it is later.

Before that, what would you like to drink?

Tea or a beverage?"

"Black tea."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The man went to make tea.

Soon,

a cup of black tea was delivered.

Zhou Ze picked up the teacup, took a sip, and immediately frowned:

"Is there any poison?"

"Ah?" The man was startled and immediately explained, "I'm wronged! This is really just black tea. I wouldn't dare..."

Zhou Ze pointed to the female clerk lying on the ground. "Her poison. Add some for me."

"Um..." The man looked into Zhou Ze's eyes and, after confirming that Zhou Ze wasn't joking, ran to the female clerk in an embarrassed but polite manner, took out a small bottle from her pocket, and poured some black liquid into Zhou Ze's teacup.

Zhou Ze picked up the teacup again,

took a sip,

and

that was the taste.

He was satisfied.

Boss Zhou raised his hand slightly, ready to signal the other party to start talking, when his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Xu Qinglang.

"Hello, Lao Xu."

"Lao Zhou, where are you?"

"I'll share the address with you later, or I can buy the vegetables and bring them back."

"Forget it, let's go over there. Did something happen on your end?"

"It's resolved."

"By the way, what do you mean by asking if I know how to make monkey brains?"

"Do you know how?"

"Yes, I can make it like gouhun naohua (soul-snatching brain flower), spicy, vine pepper flavored, or just plain with the fishy taste removed."

"Isn't that a waste of good stuff? It'll be hard to get such good ingredients next time."

Zhou Ze smiled at the man standing respectfully in front of him while talking on the phone.

The man immediately returned the smile, feeling flattered. He restrained his spiritual sense and didn't dare to eavesdrop on the contents of Zhou Ze's phone call, because he knew that any small movements in front of such a great man couldn't be hidden from him.

At this time,

the man immediately said respectfully:

"That's right, good things can't be wasted. Do you want to find a chef? You can find me! I've been cooking for Grandpa for decades, and Grandpa is very picky, but I can still serve him very well."

Zhou Ze waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to bother.

Stewing oneself was a bit too difficult.

"I'll be right over."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone,

Zhou Ze put the phone on the coffee table,

pointed to the man,

"Start."

"Dandan and I aren't biological siblings, not even from the same mountain monkey group. Grandpa adopted us one after another, enlightened us, and taught us how to cultivate.

Grandpa gave us the surname 'Hou'. Her name is Dandan, and my name is Liangliang.

This time, we only recently came to Tongcheng on Grandpa's orders. We siblings really didn't know that there was a great man like you in Tongcheng, so..."

"Just tell me about your grandpa. What kind of person is your grandpa?"

The man suddenly lowered his voice

and said cautiously:

"Actually, there's something Dandan doesn't know. Grandpa isn't actually a person."

"Is he a ghost?"

"No, Grandpa is also a monkey!"

"Oh?"

"Once, Grandpa found some good tobacco leaves and got drunk from smoking. He was lying under the big banyan tree, a little too high, singing and dancing. I saw it. At that time, a tail actually appeared behind Grandpa's butt!"

"Oh, a nest of monkeys. Hehe, what kind of monkey is your grandpa?"

Boss Zhou felt that his question was really awkward.

"That was also the time, the time when Grandpa's monkey tail came out.

I heard Grandpa cursing there, cursing very badly."

"Who was he cursing?"

"Cursing a monkey."

"Heh, it turns out your monkey group's affairs can be made into a TV series. There's a lot of drama."

Monkeys come and go, monkeys come and go.

"Each has its own circle, but they're all pretty much the same. I can feel that Grandpa hates that monkey very much."

"What kind of monkey is that?"

Boss Zhou felt that he might have to count monkeys to fall asleep tonight.

He shook his head helplessly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip. Well, with poison added, the taste was really good.

"Grandpa kept cursing, saying that the City God or Mount Tai was blind and chose that mountain-moving smelly monkey instead of him."

Hou Liangliang put his hands on his hips,

imitating his grandpa's posture at the time,

and shouted:

"What does that mountain-moving smelly monkey have besides being able to do hard labor?

If you had chosen me back then, how could you have been deceived and ended up in such a state?"

"Pfft!"

The tea in Boss Zhou's mouth sprayed out directly.