My staff is inhuman

Chapter 36 To be a man, one must talk about conscience
an hour ago...

"If I knew there was such a massage shop here, I would have come here earlier."

The man is lying on the massage chair, enjoying the feeling of the smoothie, which is as delicate as sand, sliding across his face.

The two slender eyebrows raised from time to time, and the treacherous triangular eyes looked at Dai Moli and Yang Mei from time to time.

"What will this young lady do?"

"Nothing."

Yang Mei frowned, she didn't like the vile-eyed guest in front of her.

"It's okay, just learn slowly." The man stuck out his slender tongue, as agile as a little snake: "I have a lot of friends, and I will introduce more people to take care of your business in the future."

"It's not that I'm bragging. With my mouth, I spit out lotus flowers, and my tongue is as smooth as a tongue. I can compete with all scholars. There is no young lady who doesn't like me."

"So awesome!"

Dai Moli held a handful of smoothies in her palm with a half-smile.

"Of course, I'm a long-tongued scholar. I'm not talking about it. There is a street in the west called Evil Spirit Lane. Do you know how powerful the owner of Evil Spirit Alley is? Last time, a little ghost who didn't have long eyes offended him and was almost killed by him. Throwing it into the frying pan, thanks to my mouth, he saved his life."

"Also, have you heard of Tang Ke Hotel? A year ago, someone went to find trouble. Thanks to my mediation, this fierce battle was avoided."

The snake man became more enthusiastic as he talked, and his tongue jumped up and down. He felt Dai Moli's hand stretched out, and wanted to take advantage of Dai Moli's hand by taking advantage of the opportunity.

When the tongue sticks up, it is icy and slippery as if there is no bone in the touch. Just when he is so happy to fly, he suddenly finds that his tongue can't move.

Looking sideways, he found that his tongue was not licking Dai Moli's little hand, but was licking inside a lump of ice.

"Ah, why did you stick your tongue in?"

Dai Moli looked at him in surprise, and tried to pull back a few times.

"Oh! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I can't do it, I can't do it."

The long-tongued man almost jumped out of his chair in pain.

"What should I do, Meimei, boil some hot water and see if you can melt the ice."

"Okay, there is ready-made boiling water in the water dispenser."

"Don't bother, don't bother, I've been on fire lately, and I happen to have something cold."

The long-tongued man turned green when he heard the boiling water pouring over his tongue, and hurriedly expressed that he didn't need to bother.

"Oh, then you slow down, if not enough, I have more here."

Dai Moli gently stuffed the ice lump into the mouth of the man with long tongue.

With a large piece of ice in his mouth, the long-tongued man felt unspeakable.

I wanted to spit it out, but my tongue was still stuck to it, and my whole head felt cold.

"Ding bell! Ding bell!"

The door was pushed open.

"Is there a massage here?"

A thin young man stood at the door.

"Wait a minute, this one will be fine soon."

Dai Moli indicated that he could sit down and wait for a while.

The young man walked in, looked around, and when he saw the shrine on the altar table, his pupils froze: "Where is your boss?"

"The boss just went out today, and he may come back later."

"Oh!"

The young man turned his eyes and looked at Dai Moli again, with a surprised expression on his face, but he quickly covered it up.

He turned around and walked to the massage chair, looking down at the long-tongued man lying on the chair.

The young man frowned: "How long will you have?"

"Woooooooo..."

The man with the long tongue had ice cubes stuffed into his mouth, and he didn't say a word in a daze.

Seeing this, the young man grinned: "You don't like to talk, so don't talk."

After speaking, the young man took a step back, and his thin abdomen slowly opened a hole, making a jagged sound like a zipper being rubbed.

Before the long-tongued man and Dai Moli could react, a big blue-gray hand stretched out from the young man's abdomen, grabbed the long-tongued man and dragged him into his stomach.

"Woooooooo..."

The long-tongued man twisted his body a few times in the young man's abdomen, but he soon lost his voice.

After eating the long-tongued man, the young man showed a harmless smile, his eyes glowed with blood, and he used a suppressed and distorted voice.

asked:

"Now it's my turn."

Dai Moli's heart tightened, and a biting cold air immediately emanated from her whole body. A strong sense of crisis came over her, which made her feel at a loss for a moment.

Instinctively, he took two steps back, wanting to distance himself from the young man.

"I don't like water, is there any other service??"

The sense of oppression on the young man became stronger and stronger, and wisps of black breath began to diffuse from his body.

He raised his eyelids, and his eyes locked on Dai Moli.

The empty eyes, just one glance, made Dai Moli feel a huge sense of oppression, and made her realize that this seemingly harmless young man in front of her was an existence far beyond the level of evil spirits.

"I have a bad appetite recently, and my body is always cold from time to time. Do you have any other services?"

The young man asked again, but while speaking, his abdomen had already begun to gradually crack.

Dai Moli felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, and she didn't care to maintain her usual form. Her body began to distort into the appearance of an evil spirit, her skin and flesh split open, and drops of black water dripped down her long hair, floating around Dai Moli, forming a strange pattern. Curse pattern.

"Water ghost? I don't like it."

Seeing the changes in Dai Moli, the young man held his chin: "Oh, I just ate a water ghost last time, and that guy was not tasty at all, especially the straw hat he wore on his head, which stuck in his mouth very much."

Hearing this, Dai Moli's body trembled, and a deep sense of despair hit her. If the water ghost was wearing a straw hat, at least it would be an outfit that only a ghost would have.

It is said that the straw hat seems to have some special ability.

Since the opponent can eat the ghost, it is obviously not an existence that he can contend with.

Just when Dai Moli was already desperate.

"Perhaps I can try."

Yang Mei, who had been silent behind her, suddenly spoke.

Dai Moli turned her head and found that Yang Mei's eyes had turned crimson red at this moment, and her originally white skin had cracks like spider webs, turning black and scorched.

"Oh, what is it?"

"Fire therapy, invigorating the spleen and appetizing, dehumidifying and dispelling cold."

"Very good, I like it very much."

"Dingling, Dingling!"

At this time, the glass door was pushed open, and two more guests walked in one after the other.

"I heard that your massage is good. Do you have any special services?"

The person who came in followed closely, staring at Yang Mei: "For example... health preservation, we are not short of money."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of thick money from his pocket and put it in his hand, making gestures.

The young man turned his head and looked at Dai Moli curiously: "Is there such a service?"

"no!"

"Oh, then they're useless."

Speaking of his abdominal cavity opening, in an instant, the big blue-gray hands had already grasped the two of them, dragging them into his stomach involuntarily.

"Kakkaka..."

Accompanied by a tearing sound, after a while, the young man patted his belly in satisfaction after the two of them had completely silenced.

"Eight full, just right, let's start."

After speaking, the person lay down on the massage chair.

"call……"

After he opened his mouth and let out a breath, his body began to swell immediately. From a skinny young man, he transformed into a big fat man...

After listening to Dai Moli's narration, Zhang Yi looked back at the big fat man lying on the chair, and asked, "Have you paid for the long-tongued ghost who was eaten by him?"

"what?"

Dai Moli was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "It's not too late yet."

"However, the two guys who were eaten later lost their money."

Dai Moli took out a stack of ghost notes, which looked like there were more than 20 notes.

Zhang Yi took the money over: "What did they lose the money for? This is their reserved membership."

"The account of the long-tongued ghost hangs on this guy's head."

"But... I'm afraid..."

"Come to the store to consume, you are a customer, there is nothing to be afraid of, don't be afraid, there is me."

Zhang Yi patted Dai Moli on the shoulder and told her to help Yang Yan first, while he walked up to the counter.

The turnover of 2300 points arrived in the account, which was the membership fee recharged by those two customers.

Zhang Yi first made a simple registration in the member registration book.

Passerby A and Passerby B, recharge 2300.

Well, regardless of whether people will come or not in the future, such details can't be wrong. After all, to be a human being, one has to be conscientious.

With this income, Zhang Yi's turnover finally reached the 6000 lottery mark again.

Then he glanced at the time, and then at the fat man lying on the massage chair.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out his phone.

He dialed the phone number He Dapeng had left for him.

"Beep...beep..."

"Hi, I'm He Dapeng, you are..."

"It's me, Brother Dapeng, are you asleep?"

"No, do you have something to do?"

"that……

Uncle Zeng is back. "

(End of this chapter)