The days of living with the god of death

The three people at the table did not speak. The bodyguard put his hands in his arms, making Zhou Ming wonder if the pistol was hidden under his coat, and he couldn't help but look at the god of death guiltily.The latter gave him a thumbs up, and Zhou Ming immediately became fearless.

"The insanity at that table just now." Sunglasses tilted his head and told the bodyguard, "Get rid of him."

"Wait." The boss sniffed hard, then suddenly grabbed Zhou Ming's hand, and forcibly pulled the phone out.Open it and see that the number above is exactly 110. "Enthusiastic citizens? Want to call the police?"

"Give me back your hands and phone..." The other party's stern tone made Zhou Ming cower immediately.

"You smell like blood. Tell me, who did you find out about us?" The boss turned off his phone and put it gently on the table, which made Zhou Ming even more frightened.

"Uh huh... It's a thief under your command, he took my wallet." Zhou Ming stammered, even he himself didn't understand why he confessed so honestly, and quickly glanced guiltily The thief sitting over there looked away, and looked carefully, only to find that the thief had already got under the table.

Depend on!This coward is even more cowardly than him!They are all ghosts, and they are afraid that the living will see them!

"Who are you looking at?" Seeing that Zhou Ming kept glancing at the next table, the boss also looked there.Zhou Ming seized the gap, snatched the mobile phone from the table, and was about to flee the scene.

"Where are you going?" When he found out that Zhou Ming had run away, the boss became furious, stood up, took a step, and grabbed Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming instinctively wanted to hide from the God of Death, but when he heard a screech behind him, the boss who was chasing him slipped and fell headfirst, hitting their table with a bang.This small shop uses folding tables, and when the boss hit his head, the table immediately turned upside down, and the iron skewers of mutton skewers on the table also flew up. Wringing, it bounced on the refrigerator in an instant, and bounced back again.

The boss who fell down supported the floor and raised his head, but the iron string bounced back pierced his left eye, his body froze, and he bent over and fell down.

"Puff." The iron skewer penetrated deeper into the boss's skull, and blood trickled down on the ground.

"Oh God!" Zhou Ming stepped on his left foot and sat down on the ground, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"He's dead!" The restaurant owner was returning with the freshly grilled meat skewers. When he saw the mess in the shop, he yelled, and ran out without even caring about the plates.

"Hey, delicious food can't be wasted." A foodie picked it up, grabbed the dropped plate, and continued eating the lamb.

The bodyguard and sunglasses over there also stared blankly at the dead boss of the den of thieves.Suddenly, the bodyguard took out a pistol from his arms and shot Zhou Ming who was sitting on the ground without any resistance.

Zhou Ming didn't even think about it, but when he saw the bodyguard pulling out his gun, he rolled to the side. The bullet hit the iron plate with a bang, and after a series of ricochets, it hit the bodyguard again, directly penetrating the carotid artery!

Before the bodyguard put down his gun, he felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck, and he quickly covered it with his hand, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood.

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!" Sunglasses trembling with legs, glanced at Zhou Ming, and staggered out of the restaurant.

"Hey—!"

There was a sudden brake on the street, followed by screams from passersby one after another.

No need to think, Zhou Ming already knew what happened.

"I'll go get him back." Reaper, who had just picked up the skewers and was about to start, sighed resignedly, put the plate on the table next to him, and walked out the door, and after a while, the trembling and pale man in sunglasses brought back.

Zhou Ming got up and sat down at the next table.Soon, the boss, bodyguards, sunglasses and the thief all sat around and stared at him resentfully.

"Why are you looking at me? It's not my fault!" Zhou Ming tried to touch the glass with trembling fingers, only to find that the wine he poured just now had been hit by the boss's header.

"Okay, everyone has calmed down, you can eat with peace of mind." Reaper took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, refilled two glasses, and gave Zhou Ming a glass, "The barbecue will not taste good when it is cold."

"Why are you still in the mood to eat?!" Zhou Ming slapped the table, he had just experienced a real-life death!Oh no, death is always there.

As if he understood something for a moment, Zhou Ming stood up, pointed at the god of death and shouted, "You did it, right?! You killed four of them?! Because I refused to go with you to find the one who should have drowned. Dead people, so you harvest other people's souls to make up the number?!"

"I didn't think about it." Death scratched his chin pretending to be contemplative, "But what you said makes sense, I've already harvested four souls, and I don't need to worry about the person who should have died."

On the other side, the boss also found the thief, "You betrayed me?!"

"I don't know!" the thief cried, "I'm already dead! I just came here to reminisce about the days before I was alive. I didn't know that such a thing would happen! Besides, they just said that today is not your day of death, even the god of death There is no way to take you!"

Eh?Zhou Ming and the thief froze at the same time, and slowly turned to the god of death who was busy eating, "You lied to us?!"

"No." Death blinked innocently, "You four should not have died today."

"I won't die either?" The thief was a little surprised.

"Yeah, you still have decades to live."

"Then I stole this guy's stuff, and I was hit by a car?!" The thief looked at Zhou Ming in shock, "You killed me?!"

"If you don't come to steal my things, nothing will happen!" Zhou Ming said toughly, but his heart became more and more afraid.Could it be that these people were really killed by him? !

"Believe it or not, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go?!" The thief's eyes were bloodshot with anger, "I still have decades to live! Maybe I can become the boss, maybe Jinpen quits. Find a wife to live with... My life originally had infinite possibilities, but now you have ruined them all! Yes, I stole from you, but should I be punished like this?"

"Calm down first..." Zhou Ming raised his hand cautiously, "I don't want you to die, I have absolutely nothing to do with this matter."

"It's all because of you!" The thief's soul crossed the table and grabbed Zhou Ming, "I figured it out! The damned person is you! Your soul should have been taken away by the god of death, but you didn't die! So You start to absorb other people's life, take our life to continue your life!"

"Is this really the case?" Zhou Ming took a few steps back, looking at the god of death in fear, "If the damned people don't die, they will kill the people around them?"

"Although I really want to comfort you, I don't know." Death shrugged, "I have always been a model employee, and I have never made such a mistake, so I don't know what the consequences will be."

But the thief held on to Zhou Ming, "Your life is mine now! I just need to take it back from you!"

"You can't make me spit out my life even if you grab my neck!" Zhou Ming looked at the thief's soul depressedly. Although the other party's hand was stuck on his neck and shook vigorously, he couldn't feel anything. .

"Well, I will become a ghost and haunt you, so that you will never enjoy the life you stole in peace!" The thief shouted aggressively. "As long as I survive a few years, I will have great strength. It will be up to you then!"

"Come on, didn't you say you're afraid of ghosts?" Zhou Ming didn't know how to comfort the other party, especially when he felt that he was indeed responsible for the thief's death.

"I'm not afraid now—"

Before the other party finished speaking, the god of death snapped his fingers, and the thief disappeared in an instant.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Ming stared wide-eyed and stared ahead. Just a moment ago, the thief was still grabbing him by the neck, and the next second, this guy disappeared out of thin air!

"Gone. I was sent away." Death replied indifferently.

"Didn't you say that he can stay until dawn tomorrow?" Zhou Ming only felt a chill in his heart.

"That's when I'm in a good mood." The god of death showed a creepy and cold smile, "You see, I treat you humans very preferentially. After you die, you will always have various psychological conditions. You cannot accept the reality, and you are reluctant to accept it. Leave the world. I give you time to get yourselves in order and leave this world with dignity and grace, because I am merciful. But I am not obliged to maintain this kindness, so if I am not in a good mood, I will let death It just got a little more mechanical, which is what it should have been anyway."

Zhou Ming sat back at the table without saying a word.The other three were even more silent, one more submissive than the other, where there was no aura in life.

After carefully recalling the cause and effect, Zhou Ming asked cautiously, "If you have nothing to do with their deaths, then why did you turn on the fan?"

If the Grim Reaper hadn't turned on the fan, the boss wouldn't have been stabbed to death with an iron pick, the bodyguard wouldn't have been scared to shoot, the sunglasses wouldn't have run away, and none of the three would have died.

"My clothes are all wet." Reaper frowned and grabbed the woolen sweater hanging on the chair, "I want to dry it before I leave."

"Don't count on it." Zhou Ming rolled his eyes, took off his coat and threw it to the other party, "Put on this one. You'd better not move anything."