Zombie World: Sign in to Become Stronger

"It's here, Master Tan."

Zhang boldly jumped out of the carriage, and opened the curtain of the carriage very respectfully.

Zhang boldly cares about his job very much. He guarantees income in drought and flood, and the work is easy. He is still a driver and drives a BMW.

For ordinary people, it is considered a good job, and serving the master is also quite serious.

After opening the curtain, an old man in his 40s or 50s walked out. He was wearing a cap and satin clothes. With this clothes, it is estimated that Zhang Bold would have to pull a carriage for several years, and he might not be able to make money What a suit.

"Master Tan, be careful, don't fall."

Zhang Boldly and carefully supported him.

Don't look at Mr. Tan because of his age, but he is still very energetic, and he is very satisfied with Zhang Bold's service. He likes to use this kind of honest person the most.

Cheap, easy to use, and stupid.

Otherwise, where would there be a chance, let Zhang Bold guard here happily, and then he went to sleep with Zhang Bold's wife.

To be honest, Zhang Bold's daughter-in-law is definitely the best for ordinary men.

But for a rich man like Mr. Tan, it's just that, it can only be said to be so-so.

However, Mr. Tan thinks that at his age, he is useless in old age, and he has already stopped lifting. If there is no stimulation, it will be difficult to lift.

If he went to Yaozilang, the young ladies there would naturally serve him comfortably, but ah, he always felt that something was missing, and he was a celebrity in Zhang Township, so he had to pay attention to his reputation.

Moreover, every day the brothel swayed, if it spread, what kind of words would it be, and it would not damage his reputation.

As a well-known rich man in Zhang Township, there is one thing that must be done well, that is, if you become a bitch, you must set up a memorial archway, and the memorial archway must be erected beautifully.

"It's okay, bold, you..."

Master Tan stood firmly on the ground, and was about to warn him.

Zhang boldly smiled, took out a stick of incense, and said honestly:

"Master Tan, I know. It's time for a stick of incense. When the time is up, I'll come to pick you up. Don't worry."

"Well, okay, then I'll go."

"Master Tan, please go ahead, hehe."

At this time, a servant came out from the nearby restaurant and said respectfully:

"Master Tan, please come inside."

Master Tan nodded, and stopped talking nonsense. Every time he came here, his passion began to surge without mentioning his second brother.

Sure enough, the feeling of "stealing" can make him look younger.

This restaurant is just a transition point for Mr. Tan to come out to "steal". The shop owner and waiter inside all know what he is here for, so they use this cover to go out from the back door of the restaurant, and then take the opportunity to sneak into Zhang Bold's house go inside.

Then within the time of a stick of incense, come back again.

Xu Ce looked at this scene, and didn't express any emotion for other opinions. He just thought, a stick of incense, and the time on the road, damn...

It takes fifteen minutes for a stick of incense.

This member Tan is still a three-second brother.

After all, the time on the way to go, the time to undress, the time to run errands, the time to get dressed, the time to get back on the road.

Xu Ce took a rough look at the distance between the restaurant and Zhang Bold's house, and was stunned. There was only one minute for Mr. Tan to do business.

Not to mention, go in, relax, pull out, done!

This shit, it's better to scratch it with your fingers, at least you don't have to take it off and put it on again immediately.

Then, Xu Ce looked at Zhang Daudao again. This fat man looks in good shape, so it must be because of his dysfunction in that area.

Otherwise, I really don't understand why I enjoy it for a minute, ah! Is it a minute of enjoyment?

Zhang Bold couldn't hold on for even a minute.

Suddenly, Xu Ce despised Zhang Boldly, of course, together with Mr. Tan, two rubbish!

Xu Ce drank the tofu brain in one gulp, and didn't want to look at these two wastes anymore, what a man's shame!

Thinking that I was going to save a fat man with a green hat who couldn't hold on for a minute, I felt so shameful.

While Xu Ce was thinking wildly, Yuanwai Tan had already entered the restaurant under the respectful leadership of the servant.

Zhang Bold watched Mr. Tan leave, and lighted the incense in his hand with a silly smile. He didn't know that he was going to sleep with his wife. This idiot is still so happy, Zhang Bold turned his head and looked at the ugly tofu Nao Roadside stall owner, said:

"Uncle Zhu, give me a tofu nao, it's still the same!"

Every day while waiting for a stick of incense from Master Tan, Zhang Bold’s greatest enjoyment is to eat a bowl of tofu nao. He can eat and drink enough in life, and has a beautiful wife at home. What more can a husband ask for!

Xu Ce didn't leave, but also beckoned, and ordered a bowl of tofu nao again.

Although he dislikes Zhang Bold very much, but for the face of the 100,000 check-in point reward for the sign-in task, let's sit still.

It's still early, it's boring to go to Yizhuang in Zhangxiang Township, it's very boring, it's better to stay and watch a show.

At this time, several coachmen with the same profession as Zhang Dadar came over to eat tofu nao one after another. It seemed that the coachmen were all good at this.

Shop owner Zhu Bo gave him Zhang Bold's tofu brain, shook his head with emotion, and said:

"Hey, I didn't expect that there are still so many young people working as coachmen."

"What's wrong with being in our line of business? You still need a car to travel when you go out."

"Yeah, it's comfortable, easy, and makes a lot of money, right?"

"That's right, it's too late for many people to be envious."

Several people told you and me that the coachman was doing a good job.

Zhu Bo smiled and said:

"It's not bad, the money is earned, and it's very easy.

Well, let me tell you a story. "

"Okay, Uncle Zhu, I didn't expect you to tell stories."

Uncle Zhu didn't start talking directly, but took out a few copper coins and said to the old woman next to him:

"Old woman, go and buy me some sugar."

"Hmph, isn't it not used up yet, what should I buy? You are not afraid that I will steal it!"

The old woman said angrily.

"Hehe, if you want to steal it, you can eat it. You are so old, let's see how much you can eat!"

Uncle Zhu waved his hand indifferently. Others couldn't see this move, but Xu Ce could see it clearly. Uncle Zhu, the owner of the tofu stall, wanted to push the old woman away on purpose.

It seemed that the old woman had to be avoided in the story that Uncle Zhu wanted to tell. Xu Ce slowly drank the tofu nao and became interested. The story that Uncle Zhu wanted to tell should be interesting.

"Hurry up and go!"

Uncle Zhu waved his hand again, and the old woman snorted impatiently before walking away.

At this time, Uncle Zhu looked at Zhang Bold and the other coachmen again with a smirk on his face, he smiled and began to talk.