Chapter 73 (1/2)

Dark Matter Museum ye bu yu 26970K 2022-07-23

The boss always felt that Zhao Kun was secretly staring at himself.

The look in his eyes, like a needle in his face, made him very painful.

I haven't been idle so early for many years. The boss is very uncomfortable. He brushes his mobile phone, which is boring. As soon as the busy people are bored, they begin to think blindly.

This Zhao Kun looks so edible and strange all over. I haven't seen any sign of injury to his neck for such a long time. Why did Aunt Wang ask her son not to nod?

He nodded. What would happen?

The more the boss thinks, the more curious he is. Zhao Kun is strange. He has been face to face with him for a long time. I haven't seen him attack. The boss got bold and beat around the Bush: ”brother Zhao Kun, your neck is really hurt?”

When Zhao Kun saw the boss asking about his neck, he trembled and didn't open his mouth.

”You really can't nod?” As a shopkeeper, there are a few who don't gossip. Seeing that others are introverted and don't like to talk, their gossip mood suddenly soared: ”also, I think you're only in your forties and your grade is not big. Why stay at home all day? It's good to go out for a walk. How fresh the air is outside. People are gregarious animals. You should gather together people if you have nothing to do. Your mother is over eighty years old, and she has to worry about you... ”

The more the boss talks, the more energetic he is.

Zhao Kun suddenly stood up from the stool in a stiff posture, kept his head still, turned slowly and wanted to leave the breakfast shop.

The boss's curiosity was not satisfied at all. This man is leaving. He doesn't understand why. His mother won't let him nod. Just a nod. What can I do.

Curiosity prevailed. The boss almost used up his IQ all his life and suddenly shouted, ”Zhao Kun, look what's on the ground.”

Zhao Kun subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the ground.

This hope was met.

He did not move, lowered his head and gave a dry smile: ”boss, why do you want me to lower my head.”

”Is it so interesting to let me nod?”

”You satisfied your curiosity, but do you know that you killed me. You killed me! ”

Zhao Kun's voice was louder and bleaker.

The boss was puzzled: ”your head is OK. Your head is OK. It's clear that it's very smooth. How can I kill you, die, die, lie in the trough! ”

The boss screamed.

He was surprised to see that Zhao Kun, who was just talking to him, fell off his hat. The most terrible thing is that with the hat falling, his body showed a strange scene.

Zhao Kun's head is gone.

The man's head, along with his hat, fell to the ground and rolled on the greasy floor. After rolling a few times, Zhao Kun's face turned to the ceiling.

The boss stared. He finally saw Zhao Kun's face through the dim light. This face is really terrible. Thick black meridians are exposed on the skin, dark teeth, dark lips and dark tongue. Zhao Kun lost his head and didn't die.