N-A-A Chapter 337
Chapter 337
Just when the shopkeeper lost his mind.
The tailor’s voice came:
“It’s the pastry, yes, the taste is the same.”
In words.
She looked at the fat man and thanked her leisurely.
The fat man waved his hand and smiled:
“You’re welcome, if you promise to eat pastries, you must do what you say, this is the self-cultivation of a high-pressure villain.”
Subsequently.
The fat man threw the shopkeeper a stack of cash:
“Boss, do a good job, make some more of this pastry, rest assured, this is real money, I went to the south to get the materials before, and I took the money by the way.”
“Okay, okay.”
The shopkeeper picked up the money and looked at the whole 10,000 yuan, smiled on the spot and closed his mouth, was much less afraid, and ran to continue to make a box of pastries.
The fat man ignored the shopkeeper, turned his head and sat down, and also picked up a piece of pastry to eat.
He was curious.
What kind of pastry can make the tailor forget.
Although he didn’t know what the tailor wanted to eat this pastry, through the owner’s description of the pastry, he could vaguely guess that I was afraid that this pastry was related to the tailor before, and it meant a lot to her.
Without him.
According to the owner, this pastry was a southern specialty, and it would have been popular forty or fifty years ago, and the fat man remembered that the tailor was said to have become a sewing machine forty or fifty years ago.
“It’s delicious.”
The fat man took a bite and tasted it, and then stuffed the whole small pastry into his mouth and ate it.
Compared to its gobbling.
The tailor chewed slowly, savoring.
Looked at.
The fat man said with a smile:
“I said tailor, don’t cherish it so much, if you want to eat, tell me, I’ll ask this boss to do it, for the sake of you being my creditor, I will be a Meituan delivery boy for you for free, and buy pastry materials for you errands.”
The tailor didn’t say anything, just looked up at the fat man, and finally nodded, which was regarded as answering the fat man’s words.
Followed by.
The two sat at the table, eating and chatting about Sen Rosi’s recent affairs in the northeast, during which they talked about what the tailor did in the northeast during the fat man’s search for pastries.
Knowing that the tailor killed a lot of masters, including the five families in the northeast, as well as the Wei Dao Division, almost offended the entire northeast forces, the fat man raised his eyebrows:
“I said you attract attention, don’t you like this, are you going to overturn the northeast, you are not forced like this, more like a villain who is the most important bento.”
The words come out.
The tailor took a bite of the pastry, and his eyes flashed:
“Only in this way can we completely attract the northeast, and you can refine the Zhenguo-level ghosts without worry, we only have this one chance, and the next time Wei Dao Si will definitely be vigilant, it will not be so easy this time, so you can’t make a mistake.”
The fat man did not speak, fell silent, thought about it or spoke:
“Who are those masters you killed?”
Face the fat man and ask.
The tailor seemed to know the fat man’s intentions, and slowly replied:
“How?” Are you patriotic again? The
fat man pouted:
“What, don’t allow the villain to have patriotic feelings, I’m a very principled villain, okay, this is the only condition for me to join Senluosi, you know it yourself.”
Words come out.
The tailor couldn’t help but think of the conditions for joining Senrosi that the fat man said when he pulled the fat man into Senrosi, and… Objective.
Then.
The tailor valued the fat man’s amazing ghost talent and could become the top of Sen Luosi, and when he pulled him into Sen Luosi, he asked the fat man why he joined Sen Luosi, instead of Wei Daosi.
She remembers it clearly.
The answer given by the fat man made her cry and laugh.
“As the saying goes, when light exists, it must be accompanied by darkness, I like the cool handsomeness of darkness, but I don’t like the opposition between light and darkness, why can’t it be balanced, so I decided to become the greatest and most powerful villain in history and rule the entire darkness.”
The fat man said, gave a thumbs up, and pointed to the two in the sky:
“At that time, I will rule the darkness with my own strength, so that the darkness will no longer be chaotic, and it will no longer be hostile to justice, and control the darkness and justice to achieve an eternal balance, and I will be the first villain in history where darkness and justice coexist!”
Thought to himself.
The fat man sitting across the table may have mentioned his own ideas, and he couldn’t help but talk to her at length about two of them.
The tailor rolled his eyes:
“Okay, I’m not as great as you, don’t brainwash me, it’s useless.”
“Oh, okay.”
The fat man shrugged:
“When you want to hear it one day, tell me, little girl, I think you have the potential to become my deputy of this great villain, I can see that you are still good.”
The words are spoken.
The tailor laughed, but sneered:
“There is goodness? Dead fat man, which eye do you see that I have good, ass? Do you know how much blood I have on my hands? In the northeast alone, I killed 7 Qilin Wei, 5 who reached the level of the ghost king, 58 exorcists of the Wei Dao Division, 31 powerful ghosts, and 26 exorcists of the Non-Wei Dao Division.
“These are only killed by my own hands, not counting the casualties caused by the ghosts I instructed to make trouble in the northeast.”
His words fell.
The fat man was not stunned into speechlessness, but instead replied in a retort:
“Do you remember very well, how many people and ghosts have been killed, and you are not the psychopath of glasses, why do you remember so clearly the people and ghosts you killed?”
He said and licked his index finger with his tongue, pretending to flip through the book over there:
“I have read a book about the psychology of murderers, which says that this kind of murderer who remembers the number of people killed is either extremely psychopathic, or psychologically repentant, remembering not the number of people, but sin, that is all their own crime.”
It seems that he did not expect the fat man to say this.
The tailor froze.
Followed by.
The fat man asked backhandedly:
“So what kind of tailor are you?”
The tailor did not answer, staring at the fat man in silence.
The fat man didn’t care, and continued to analyze by himself:
“I went out with you before, I saw you kill, you don’t change color throughout the process, what kind of person can kill without changing color?” In my opinion, there are three kinds, one is to kill to numbness, the other is the perversion of glasses, and the third is deliberate, not wanting to let yourself show your true emotions and be discovered.
“Then exclude the second one, there will be the first and the third left, and it is not good to judge one of the two, but combined with what I said before, that… Hey, hey, hey. ”
Speaking of the back.
The fat man didn’t say any more, just smiled, and his meaning was self-evident.
Originally, the fat man wanted to say something.
But it was the shopkeeper who brought the newly made pastry and came up cheerfully, interrupting their conversation.
To this.
The fat man didn’t care, with the tailor’s temper, even if he said so, the other party would definitely not admit that he was addicted.
Soon.
Taking the packaged pastry box, the fat man also finished the pastry.
“Then the promise is complete, and then I will go to get the Zhenguo-level ghost festival practice.”
The fat man said.
He doesn’t plan to go back with the tailor, firstly, the tailor needs to attract attention, and he will be targeted if he follows her so swaggering, and secondly, he also has a task to do.
The tailor bowed his head slightly, watching the fat man walk away, and then turned around and prepared to leave.
Before leaving.
The tailor looked down at the pastry he was carrying, and then looked up at the night scene of the prosperous city in front of him, the lights were bright, the prosperity was prosperous, and he thought back to the fat man’s words, and then recalled the exorcists and unicorn guards who were killed by her.
She murmured
, “I’m not as great as you, there are countries in your world, but only my mother in my world, only she hurts me.”
The words fell.
She turned and left, and the figure walked into this bustling city.
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