Chapter 2 There are no ghosts in this store! (2)
The three drunks were noisy on the road at two o'clock in the morning and were no longer quiet. The three drunks could look at their faces and be in their thirties.
The strong man on the left was wearing a bus driver uniform, his face was purple and black, and he didn't know how much beer and white wine he drank. He bragged to the people in front of him, and told him about the strange things he encountered while driving.
Among the three, the man was wearing a suit and a collar and gold-rimmed glasses. He was very gentle and kind. The more he drank, the whiter his face became. He put his hands on the shoulders of the men on both sides of the left and right sides. The reason was that his feet were hanging in the air. He was not walking by himself but being carried away by others.
The strong man on the far right always stayed awake. In fact, he just felt that he hadn't drunk too much. He had a piece of his scalp torn up at the checkout in the restaurant. He broke the corner of the table. He was excited with alcohol and there was no pain at all. Now the blood has dried up.
The drunk man in the suit took off his glasses with his fingers that hugged his shoulders, and he drank two tears and said, "Brothers, to be honest, I am the happiest to drink with you, and the most unfair thing. Then, drinking with those idiots at work, really, I feel uncomfortable!"
"Brother! Don't talk about this, I know that you have been successful since you were a child, and you were the one who was admitted to college in the end. Although I know that you look down on us brothers a little bit, it's worth it to be able to come out to drink with my brothers today! It's really worth it!" The drunk man who was accused of the driver was honest and honest and honest, using the alcohol to tell the truth in his heart.
The drunk man on the right said in a low mood: "Yes! The eldest brother is right. I think so too, second brother. I don't want you to be rich, powerful, and so I just want you to think of your elder brother when you are in trouble. Second brother can help you. Don't look down on us. We have saved a lot of money over the years."
"I know, I have two good brothers! Let's go find a place to drink."
The drunk man in the suit was really moved. He couldn't stop his tears from flowing down. He mixed his tears and applied them to his clothes together.
"Stop drinking." The man in the driver's uniform advised.
"Drink! Must drink." The drunk man on the right finally couldn't control his nerves that were excited by alcohol, and shouted loudly that he could make another pound of white.
The drunk man in the suit happily saw someone agreeing with him, "Go! Find a place!"
"Then let's go."
The few obey the majority, and I haven't released myself like this for a long time. The driver's mechanism impersonates the drunkard with this idea and continues to carry the drunkard in suits on his shoulders.
The drunk man was anxious and didn't know the road at all. He walked to the front of my shop by walking the walkway.
Brother Erman and I were sitting in the store and talking to a middle-aged female ghost.
"Sister, I really didn't roast cold noodles!" I said helplessly.
The first thing the middle-aged woman in front of me did when she entered the house was to ask me if the store sells grilled cold noodles with intestines, eggs and bacon, which require more sugar and vinegar flavors.
Where can I cook cold noodles for her when I go to the middle of the night!
"I just want to eat grilled cold noodles." The middle-aged female ghost said in a cute and cute way.
Her face was so cute that she looked like me! I really wanted to close the door and let Erman bite her.
But I still said calmly: "How about you change one, I have smoke and mineral water, and if it doesn't work, I'll make you a cup of milk tea."
"I don't want to drink milk tea, I want to eat grilled cold noodles."
The thing that the middle-aged female ghost is to grill cold noodles in one bite. If I satisfy her, she might be able to reincarnate.
The key is that it really can't satisfy her!
"Waiter! Waiter! Give me a drink!"
I originally thought that a white lantern was hanging at the door at night, and most people dared not enter the store to see what was going on.
But who can control the drunken people? The three most educated men in the suit barely recognized the note posted at the door of the store as a barbecue restaurant, and happily led their elder brother into the house.
"Sister! Sister! Just a little later, don't hurt anyone."
I whispered to the middle-aged female ghost.
"Okay, don't forget my grilled cold noodles."
The middle-aged female ghost looked back at the three drunks, nodded and retreated aside, trying not to let the three humans touch him.
I gave him a look in the professional pretender Erman's butt, let him look at the middle-aged female ghost, and after that, I got up and said to the three drunks, "I don't sell wine!"
"Damn it! Who did you talk to just now?"
Not to mention, drinking alcohol makes men in suits more sensitive to hearing.
I quickly smoothed out the situation: "I'm playing games and talking to my teammates in the game."
"Don't be useless to pussy. Give me a drink, you can't give you money."
The drunk man in the suit feels quite good at self-righteousness, and his short legs cannot even land on the ground. What a shame you are showing off.
"How about you drink some milk tea to relieve the bar." I had no choice but to deal with this drunk person.
"Hurry up."
The other two people were fine, but men in suits were the most proud. The three of them stepped into the house and found a table to sit down.
I turned around and made milk tea powder for three. After making milk tea, I walked out of the front desk to deliver it to the three elder brothers.
The order of seats of the three brothers is that the drunk man in suit and the second brother sits on the side of the front desk, while the driver is the opposite.
The man in the suit grabbed the hot milk tea cup and drank it directly into his mouth.
Sure enough, he shook his head and shouted, "It's so hot, so hot."
I had a faint disdain hidden in my eyes and said, "Are you stupid? Just drink it so hot."
Actually, I am the kind of person who doesn’t care about softness and hardness. If you treat me better than that, I will not pick on your fault if you treat me at all.
But, there is one thing I hate very much, that is, I am pretending to be stupid, and even if I have the ability or not.
Of course, I admire and respect them from the bottom of my heart, because they are really awesome.
The drunk man in the suit saw me mocking him and was about to get up and hit me, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged female ghost standing in a corner of the front desk.
"Brother, second brother, see if there is someone?"
The drunk man in the suit no longer paid attention to me and reached out to point to the corner where the middle-aged female ghost was standing.
"Um?"
The second brother looked up and looked at the corner with his eyes narrowed, then said, "It seems that there is really someone!"
"No? I didn't see anyone when I first came in!"
The drunk man scratched his head and turned his body to look at the corner.
For a moment, the three people focused on the middle-aged female ghost at the same time. They were originally weak and easily irritated by drinking too much.
A living, no, is the female ghost standing not far away from them, and it is easier to see it now.
The three of them stood up and walked towards the corner, as if something in the corner had huge magic power to summon them.
"Shhh..." I whistled and attracted the attention of Brother Erman and said: "What's wrong with this? These three elder brothers seem to have seen it."
Brother Erman didn't care about looking at me. Now he didn't even look at the female ghost and just lay on the table as a mascot to pretend to be dead.
The three drunk men instantly became obsessed, and their desire to seek knowledge was extremely strong, and they walked over to one meter in front of the corner.
Just as I was thinking about what to do next, I suddenly heard a voice in my ear, "I died so miserably~"
It was obviously said by the middle-aged female ghost. I guess this sister must have watched a lot of horror movies during her lifetime.
You can't innovate for a while. You have to say that I died so miserable. Can you scare people? Why don't you tell me that I die so painfully? Tell me about the Italian cannon of the Second Battalion Commander! Isn't it a bit modern, and you won't scare people, and you will be a shame in the ghost world.
"Ghost!"
The first thing that came was the cry of a drunk man in the suit screaming and almost fell to the ground with a crack. The crotch of the black suit had become extremely wet and turned into dark black, and the alcohol was at least half scared.
I climbed out of the shop with my hands and feet like a dog. The heels of the high-end leather shoes were already thrown out, and there was a big hole in the heel of the socks on my feet, which seemed so ridiculous at this moment.
"Ghost!"
The two elder brothers should have been slower than the drunk man in suits for a whole minute. They turned around and ran away faster than when I saw the female elder sister.
As for humans, their potential will always break out to their limits when they are about to die in crisis. If anyone can maintain this potential, the gold medal in the Olympic sprint championship next year will definitely be yours, and it is yours to win glory for the country.
After I saw the three of them running away without a trace, I turned to see what the middle-aged female ghost looked like when she showed her true body.
This middle-aged female ghost obviously has a beautiful heart, otherwise she would have to stay in her appearance when she was dead.
Well! The makeup is OK, but the blood on the mouth looks like ketchup.
well?
Without half a head, ** is actually mixed with soil. If you buried it, you will lose blood. Hula is quite creeping.
The eyes are not broken.
It's in the nostrils!
Be good, make progress.
The missing arms and legs are all flesh and blood, and there is also a little bones and bones, and the arrangement is clear.
It probably means he died in a car accident!
This tragic appearance cannot be crushed to death by a large truck...
Chapter completed!