After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Chapter 450

The skinny old man almost cried at that time.

Shameless kid, it's bad enough that he doesn't respect the elderly.

I've seen people bullied, but I've never seen people bullied like this.

You ask me how many stars there are?

Who the hell should I ask?

The sky is filled with stars, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges. Who can count them from ancient times to the present?

A hooligan with no morals.

The skinny old man suddenly had thousands of words in his mind that he wanted to say to Qin He's eighteen generations of ancestors, but he didn't dare to curse out loud.

Because that bastard Wang Tiezhu has already raised the sledgehammer.

The Demon Bone Young Man’s experience was still vivid in its mind, and it didn’t want to suffer that before dying.

But the problem is, you have to answer this stupid question.

You can't say you don't know.

I put it on the stove without knowing it.

In a critical moment, the skinny old man had a flash of inspiration and came up with an idea.

There is definitely no answer to this question. This idiot is deliberately making things difficult for himself.

Then just say a number at random and insist that it is the correct answer.

What are you doing to me?

Ability, you count it~

Having made up his mind, the skinny old man said decisively: "There are 990 million and 7 stars in the sky."

When Qin He heard this, he was like, "Oh, you old thing, you just talk without thinking, and you even have decimals and whole numbers?"

If I hadn't worn this before, I would have almost been fooled by you.

"How do you know it's this number?" Qin He pressed.

"I have met a group of astrologers in the Western Regions. They have counted for hundreds of years and came up with this number." The skinny old man spoke nonsense and sneered in his heart, "You idiot, let's see how you can veto me."

Seeing this, Qin He shook his head and said, "Your answer is wrong."

"I don't agree. This is the number I brought back from the Western Regions. It must not be wrong. If you think my number is wrong, you must prove it." The skinny old man said righteously.

"Aren't you convinced?"

Qin He stopped rocking and said, "The sky is filled with stars, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. Stars are born and destroyed every moment, just like the countless living beings in the world. How can we count them all? And what's more, the time span is three hundred years. It shouldn't be a fixed number at the very least."

"this…"

The withered old man was immediately speechless, but he also grasped at straws and said confidently, "Since it's not a fixed number, then this question has no answer and cannot be counted."

"Who says there is no answer if there is no certainty?" Qin He smiled slightly.

The skinny old man was completely panicked. Qin He's smile clearly told him that although he had taken a detour, there was still a pit ahead.

Trembling, curiosity drove him to ask, "What's the answer?"

Qin He smiled even more broadly and said, "If you ask me how many stars there are in the sky, I will tell you many~many~"

When the skinny old man heard this, his eyes suddenly widened as if he was struck by lightning.

Is this fucking okay?

a lot of?

Isn't this nonsense?

Nonsense can also be an answer, which is clearly bullying honest people.

"Humph, everyone else's answer is the sun and the moon, but you can't just give a simple answer? You have to make up a number?" Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly, then smashed a hammer on the skinny old man's forehead and said, "Nine hundred and ninety-seven, right? I'll get you one billion."

The skinny old man lay on the ground at that time, with stars in his eyes, like a billion stars.

Then Wang Tiezhu picked up the big corpse clamp and followed suit, picking up the skinny old man and throwing him into the crematorium.

The blue flames instantly engulfed the skinny old man who was dazed and confused. After struggling for a few times, he became motionless.

The remaining four people were as scared as quails at this moment.

Answer the question?

What kind of question is this? It's clearly a demonstration: How many steps does it take to kill someone?

Fair and just? Gentle cook?

Believe it or not!

It's okay to just want a physical attack, but this guy also wants a mental attack.

Qin He smiled at the four of them, spread his hands, and said, "Everyone saw it. To be fair, it was the one that didn't answer."

"What do you think?"

The four of them exchanged glances, and the Compound Eyes Evil Cultivator spoke first, "Sir, be fair. It was entirely that old ghost's own stupidity that killed him. He couldn't even answer such a simple question."

"Yes, yes, yes~"

"He walked into a dead end on his own."

"Your Excellency is fair and just, and impeccable. We are wholeheartedly convinced and convinced."

The remaining three people reacted and quickly agreed.

In this case, if the praise is not timely enough or not given diligently enough, that is the original sin.

The town seal has been worn down for a long time. As long as we can survive this wave of corpse burning, there will be a chance to escape.

At the critical moment, you can't get burned.

"So you think so too. I thought it was a bit difficult for it." Qin He looked relieved, as if his guilt was alleviated after listening to their words.

At this time, the evil cultivator with compound eyes was the first to flatter: "Sir, please don't say that. This old ghost Qiu is stupid and yet he blames you. He is an ungrateful bastard. He deserves it."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Tiezhu, who was busy at the crematorium, stiffened, turned around slowly, and his eyes slanted again.