"Woo woo!"
"Boss, now you're neither alive nor dead. Are you dead or alive!"
"Boss, if you're dead, come to my dreams at night and tell me where your body is, so at least I can bury you properly!"
"If you don't come to my dreams, then we'll have to erect a cenotaph with your clothes!" Zhang Zhen sat at the edge of the well, crying loudly.
Just then, Zhang Zhen heard someone shouting, "Which motherf***er set my ass on fire!"
This voice, Zhang Zhen was very familiar with.
"Boss...." Zhang Zhen's mouth twitched, then raised his hand and slapped himself, muttering, "How can I be distracted when mourning for the boss!"
Han Kun: "?????"
Action Team: "?????"
Everyone stared at Zhang Zhen in astonishment, thinking, this guy is really a comedian!
If it weren't for the supernatural invasion, he could go to something like the De Yun Club.
"*******"
At that moment, another string of expletives sounded from the bottom of the well.
