I Cut Down the Troubled World Alone

Lin Fan closed the glass door and quietly waited for the arrival of the zombies, but suddenly, the roar of the zombies stopped abruptly, and there was movement elsewhere, which led the group of zombies away.

Maybe a survivor was discovered.

"It's so messy."

The company was chaotic, and the drawings were scattered all over the place.

"Hey, Aunt Baojie isn't here either, but that's fine."

Aunt Baojie is over forty years old, she looks very good, and her charm is still there.

The boss's second uncle has always been thinking about Aunt Cleaning, and sometimes he will deliberately take advantage of it. It can be said that the boss's second uncle is a very wretched and perverted guy.

He bent down, packed up the blueprints on the ground, and placed them neatly on the table.

For others, these may just be waste paper.

But for their painters, it's all hard work.

On rainy days, if there is an umbrella, then this umbrella is not used to shield people from the wind and rain, but is specially used to protect the drawings.

"What about the people in the company?"

He packed up his things, looked around, and found no one.

But he found that the floor-to-ceiling windows of the company were broken, as if someone had smashed the windows and jumped from the upstairs.

Standing on the edge, he glanced down.

Sure enough.

There are many bodies lying on the balcony on the second floor.

It should have been chased by zombies. Colleagues broke through the window and wanted to walk in the air, but they didn't expect that they would fall directly to their death with the blessing of a jack.

"Hey…"

He sighed, sadness flowing into a river.

Colleagues are very good, they belong to the type of young people who are more aggressive.

Whether it's work or being a person, it's okay.

Earning money from cabbage, and caring about selling fans.

Millions, tens of millions of luxury house designs are from their hands, but the wages they get are pitiful.

Even so, there is no complaint.

Everything is for surviving in the yellow market.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the office.

"The boss should... be alright." Lin Fan looked at the broken wooden door with doubts, his expression a little solemn.

He wanted to have a good talk with the boss.

In the office, the boss was staggering, his body was stiff, his eyes were already gray, he couldn't read his pupils, and there was a disgusting liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth.

But the boss is the boss after all. In the company, some rules still have to be followed.

Although the door was broken, in Lin Fan's eyes, having a door was more important than not.

Raised his hand and knocked on the wall.

dong dong dong!

Don't be in a hurry, your voice is gentle.

"Boss, I'm in."

However, what greeted him was not the coaxing smile of the past. The smile that used to hang on his face disappeared, replaced by the cruelty of seeing food.

The boss roared fiercely, and then rushed towards Lin Fan very greedily.

After becoming a zombie, his strength and speed have been enhanced, and he has no pain, which is a very terrifying existence.

There was a stench from the boss.

It's like the disgusting taste of pork that has been mutated outside for several days.

Lin Fan didn't dislike it. He knew that the boss was working very hard. He must have stayed up late and worked overtime at the company again, because he didn't take a shower.

At the moment when the boss attacked, he swung the knife away.

Pfft!

The jet-black blood spurted out.

The boss's head soared into the air, separated from the corpse, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

【Kill zombies】

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"Boss, I really watched a movie yesterday, I didn't lie to you."

"I originally wanted to go to work, but now the company will definitely not be able to operate. I don't even have a colleague, really no more."

"During this time, thank you for teaching me a lot, and I also learned a lot of useful knowledge."

"This month's salary, I want to settle it, let me calculate it for you."

He brought paper and a pen.

Count carefully.

"Boss, my fixed salary is 2,500 yuan. According to a set of drawings, I can get a commission of 500 yuan. This month, I worked overtime and drew a total of five sets of drawings. ."

Lin Fan was talking to himself, and when he was talking, he would look at the boss whose head he had chopped off.

He didn't count too much, and he didn't count too little.

Everything follows the rules.

What should be mine is mine, not mine, I can't take it.

Even if the world ends and the sky falls apart, as long as the rules remain, there is still hope for everything.

"Boss, this is all my hard-earned money. I don't count the money for the small things. You said that the pattern of people should be big, and you can't always stick to small details. I understand, the wind chimes are even if I give them. A gift from the company." Lin Fan said in a humble voice.

He deserves it, so he won't talk to the boss in a negotiating tone.

When you have a clear conscience, you have to take it for granted and hold your head high.

"It seems that you have no opinion, boss."

At this moment, he saw that there was a pile of cash on the table, and a contract was pressed underneath.

It seems that before the end of the world, someone came to the company to sign a contract with the boss and gave a deposit at the same time.

According to preliminary estimates, this pile of money may be in the tens of thousands.

"Boss, I'm here by myself. Believe in my character, I won't take one more, and I won't take one less."

Counting the banknotes.

Fifty cards were taken away, and then the remaining money was put in its original place without any change.

"Boss, bye."

He waved his hand, walked to the door of the company, and glanced back at the company that once brought him joy and hope.

Unfortunately, now, everything is gone.

The colleague is gone.

The boss is gone.

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The person is still the same person, and the place is still the same place.

He likes this place, not because of the environment here, but because of the colleagues who work with him.

As for the boss... that's someone who likes to pour them poisonous chicken soup.

Slogan: Loyal to customers, serving customers.

Secretly, it is loyal to the boss, serving the boss, the boss's interests are paramount, the number of customers is like a feather in the air, and there is a wave of harm, and then another wave of pitfalls.

The wind chimes swayed slightly.

Made a slight noise.

Pressing the elevator.

Roar!

Sound is the root of evil.

Several employees of the company next door, when they heard the voice, attacked frantically.

The speed was very fast, and it was going to bite Lin Fan to death.

Pfft!

A slightly dull voice.

He didn't look at or talk much, walked into the elevator and pressed the first floor.

When the elevator closed, several corpses lay quietly.

Everything that needs to be done has already been done.

When he got his salary and walked out of the company, he had nothing to do with the company.

He is now a homeless man.

No job, no source of income.

I have to find a way to find something.

Leave the building.

Riding a little yellow car.

Waiting for the green light.

"It's empty, so quiet, I'm not used to it." When the green light came on, he rode a small yellow car and quickly shuttled across the road.

"Go home."

Walking on the little yellow car and carrying the schoolbag for storing wages, I felt a slight sense of heaviness, very reassuring and beautiful.

Life shouldn't just look at the eyes.

And there is a future.

The future full of unknowns is the most anticipated.