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Chapter 0151 Cleaning

This weird and bizarre world needs a refreshing cleansing.
As a party venue, there were twenty or thirty men and women crowded into the small building on the second floor. They were everywhere from the first and second floors to the rooftop. Zhou Qingfeng simply counted and found that there were actually more women.
"How can they stay in this smoky environment?" Zhou Qingfeng walked around the crowded living room, feeling dizzy. But the people in the room were smoking and drinking, talking loudly, laughing and cheering, without any signs of discomfort.
The lights in the room were deliberately covered with black cloth, making the room dim. Boxes of beer were placed on the floor, ready to drink. A large number of cigarette butts were scattered all over the floor, and everyone was laughing with a cigarette in their mouth.
slapstick.
Zhou Qingfeng felt the air was better when he walked to the rooftop of the building. There was a big barbecue grill here, and a few foreign garbage people were eating barbecue and talking about how many 'easy-girls' they had slept with. They were extremely proud. The woman in their arms was
But he was laughing.
Ridiculous!
For some reason, Zhou Qingfeng, who had always been heartless, felt extremely angry and desolate. His memory inexplicably brought up a passage from Lu Xun's "Mr. Fujino"...
"Japan defeated Russia. But there were Chinese people stuck in it, working as spies for the Russians. They were captured by the Japanese army and wanted to be shot. There were also a group of Chinese people watching around; there was also me in the lecture hall.
"Long live!" They all clapped their hands and cheered.
The cheers were particularly harsh.”
Zhou Qingfeng also felt that the laughter in front of him was particularly harsh - he was obviously in his own country, he had obviously spent money to invite others to study, and he had obviously provided the best possible conditions, but he could not get even the slightest bit of gratitude. Instead, he was chì luǒ
Naked ridicule.
Those who responded to the ridicule were also our own people.
Shameless is not enough to describe the depravity of those women. They know that they are 'easy-girls' and know that they are the one being played. But they stand here willingly and talk about how 'Chinese men are not good enough for them'.
Chinese men also like foreign girls, but they like beautiful foreign girls. They don’t like old, ugly, dark, fat, and depressed foreign girls, and they won’t tolerate the smell of body odor that can’t be dissipated.
That really smelly salted fish that had been soaked for half a month was suddenly exposed to the sun and smelled ten miles away in the wind. No one could help it.
The most important thing is that these foreign trash are stupid and poor. Can you increase the price by hanging with them?
I can't understand it, I really can't understand it. This must be some kind of social cancer. In order to prevent it from corroding and contaminating other good people, I can only ask you to die.
Zhou Qingfeng was wandering around the house, completely ignored by others. The foreign trash ignored him as if he didn't exist. The 'easy-girl' could only look at him in surprise and arrogant.
Before eleven o'clock in the night, the whole party scene was normal, with excessive smoking, alcohol and noisy noise. But late at night, the scene began to become chaotic, and the demons danced wildly.
Women began to take off their clothes indiscriminately, and foreign garbage began to act wantonly. In less than half an hour, everyone here showed their ugly appearance. Zhou Qingfeng silently grabbed a mobile phone, took videos of the guys who wanted to do it, and helped them do the last thing in their lives.
Take a souvenir.
má gǔ, processed bīng dú tablets, cause extreme excitement in the central nervous system and blood system after being taken. It gives the smoker the illusion of endless energy and fearlessness, and has a strong aphrodisiac effect, causing the user to lose all sense of shame.
After taking this stuff, people turn into beasts.
The original owner of the phone was a woman. Compared to other yellow or even orange souls, she had the highest quality green soul among all the people present, which showed that she was at least a master's student.
"You have grown up and read so many books, and you have become a fool." Zhou Qingfeng used the female master's account to widely publish the video. However, she was very distracted and was being held down by two foreign trash.
Zhou Qingfeng put his hand on the green soul and forcefully absorbed it. The woman immediately screamed. She seemed to realize something, and her spirit returned to normal for a short time, shouting 'no, don't want it'.
But the two foreign trash let out animalistic roars. They had lost their minds and held her down tightly. When the woman's soul was extracted, the white shadow was still begging for mercy.
But Zhou Qingfeng flashed her mobile phone and said, "I looked at your social account and you are a kind of 'clean and good' person. The country has given you the best treatment, but all you can do in return is slander and insult."
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You are greedy, arrogant, vain, never satisfied, and ungrateful. People like you should have died long ago."
The soul was condensed and turned into crystal. Its original body became a meaningless skin.
But..., this is not enough.
During Zhou Qingfeng's communication with the Necromancer Mondino, he mastered the secondary skill of 'Soul Draining'. A skill that is of little use to demons but very useful to mortals - Life Refining.
The young man pressed the skin again and forcibly absorbed its life force. Without the control of the soul, the 'skin' could not resist the destruction of external forces, and another jelly-like red colloid was extracted.
"This woman's physical fitness is not very good." Zhou Qingfeng lowered his head and looked at the 'skin'. Its appearance has not changed, but its interior has aged for twenty years.
But it doesn't matter, they are all dead anyway.
Zhou Qingfeng set his target on the two excited foreign garbage, and first absorbed their souls. With stimulation, their souls were only orange. They were strong enough, and their life colloid was of high quality and appeared green.
Death's scythe kept scratching, souls were being forcibly extracted, and life was drained from each skin. The 'easy-girls' at the scene all had good souls, and they were basically yellow.
Half of the foreign garbage have good physical health, four or five have green vitality, the average is yellow, and the worst is orange. But their souls are very poor, the highest is orange, and there are even red souls after being strengthened. It's really
Too inferior.
Although the rumbling speakers were still noisy, the lively party soon turned into a ghostly silence. There were unscrupulous men and women lying around, and the air was mixed with the smell of feces and urine.
too disgusting.
Zhou Qingfeng had gained a lot and was in a good mood. But when he was about to leave, he stopped and walked into the kitchen of the house. There was a simple stove here, but no one was using it. It was probably just for boiling water or something.
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The boy shook the gas tank and found it was full. So he found a kettle, filled it and put it on the stove, lit a fire and boiled water. He carefully closed the doors and windows of the house to isolate the inside and outside. After completing this last step,
He just turned and left.
Outside the house, some foreign junkman bought a large-displacement motorcycle, with the keys inserted into it. Zhou Qingfeng sat astride it, started the ignition, and rumbled into the night.
A few minutes after the boy left, the kettle on the stove began to boil. Steam spewed out from the spout, making a shrill whistle to remind people to turn off the fire. But at this moment, although the music was rumbling in the two-story building, there was no sound.
, there was no movement under the dim light.
Chapter completed!
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