My Boyfriend is a Villa [End Times]

"How did it go on for so long? It's crazy, it's crazy." Nie Rujun lowered the brim of his big hat, hurried past the corner of the street, looked at the chaotic street, pursed his lips, but didn't dare to zoom in As for the voice, he could only mutter something in a voice lower than that of a mosquito.

The current scene, I am afraid that even those who made troubles back then could not have expected it.

However, in two weeks, there seemed to be some deep hatred between the supernatural and non-supernatural people, and they became sworn enemies. Obviously, just two weeks ago, no major conflicts broke out between the two, and most superhumans also Stand on the same front as the non-supernatural beings against those whimsical supernatural beings.

But now, the two parties have become sworn enemies!

During these two weeks, Nie Rujun could only go out as little as possible to avoid this inexplicable conflict from affecting her, but she still had to eat and work after all, so she couldn't stay out of the house completely.

Every time Nie Rujun went out, he could find that the atmosphere on the street became more tense.

Just when Nie Rujun was about to walk to his own community, a large group of people gathered in front of him started fighting without warning.

Nie Rujun paused, looked left and right, quickly walked to a clothing store on the street, and knocked on the glass door.

The boss frowned and looked up. When he saw that it was Nie Rujun, he was relieved. He hurried over to open the door, pulled people in, and locked the door again.

"Here we go again." The boss shrugged and glanced outside.

"Yes." Nie Rujun sighed, pulled out a chair and sat down familiarly.

"When will it be the end? These people... oh." The boss sat back on his chair, kicked his foot on the sewing machine pedal, and the sewing machine started to work, and the boss pushed the cloth in his hand, and the machine produced a straight line .

Nie Rujun encountered this situation many times. In the beginning, these people would be teleported out of the city within a minute.But as these things happened more and more, it was almost impossible for troublemakers to be teleported out of the city.

Fortunately, the big and small conflicts will not last too long, at most half an hour, and she will be able to go home.

Nie Rujun chatted with the boss for a few words, then leaned against the wall, couldn't help closing his eyes, listening to the sound of the sewing machine working, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

She was working as an assistant cook in the back kitchen of the government canteen. She was not very busy at first, after all, there were a lot of back kitchens.But during this period of time, many employees went on strike and quit, and there were not enough chefs, so Nie Rujun could only take over.

But there are not enough chefs, and so are other people. Nie Rujun has to cook big pots of vegetables, chop vegetables and wash dishes, and is also responsible for cooking and cleaning the table.

The government canteen is very large, and it has to prepare meals for tens of thousands of people. Nie Rujun didn’t find it difficult when there were too many people, but these days the canteen has fewer and fewer employees, and the work she has to do is getting heavier Fortunately, the wages have also increased dozens of times in the past few days. The wages of those strikers have been shared among the few remaining employees in the cafeteria, which is worthy of her hard work.

Nie Rujun was busy running around in the cafeteria almost the whole day. He was really tired, and he was too scared to go to and from get off work every day, and he couldn't rest well. Hearing the regular "cracking" sound of the sewing machine, he gradually fell asleep up.

The dream was not stable either. Nie Rujun was in a trance and dreamed that at the beginning of the end of the world, monsters screamed and rushed to the unarmed people, and the crowd burst into screams. She was surrounded by the crowd and ran towards an unknown direction. ...

The chaotic and noisy voices became louder and louder. Nie Rujun suddenly woke up with a jolt, and opened his eyes, only to realize that those roaring and screaming voices were not dreams, but reality!

The originally small-scale conflict had spread to the door of the store. Nie Rujun looked into the distance, and saw that it was so dark that there was no end in sight.

The boss no longer made clothes. He stood behind the sewing machine and looked out the door, wondering what he was thinking. Seeing that Nie Rujun woke up, he sighed helplessly.

"It seems that you won't be able to go back tonight."

"This, what's going on..."

The boss said with a headache: "Who knows what's going on, fortunately these people are not crazy enough to smash up the shop..."

Just as they were talking, the two of them suddenly saw a masked man approaching with an iron rod, swung the stick and slammed it hard on the glass door with a "kuang--".

Nie Rujun and the boss looked at each other in horror.

The stick of the masked man seemed to have turned on some switch, and soon several people picked up rocks and threw them towards the glass door.The crowd who were just pushing, shoving, and cursing also let out the beasts in their hearts and wrestled together.

The iron rod with the thickness of an adult's arm knocked on the glass door one after another, accompanied by stones flying from time to time, crackling on the thin glass door.

Where did Nie Rujun and the boss see this battle?I could only shrink into the innermost part of the shop, covering my ears in panic, at a loss.

Seeing their frightened appearance, the heat outside became more and more ruthless.

Nie Rujun and the boss also became more and more desperate.

How long can this thin glass door last?

1 minutes.

5 minutes.

10 minutes passed.

The seemingly fragile glass door remained motionless under the attack of a violent storm, not even a single crack appeared.

Nie Rujun and the boss looked at each other for a long time in disbelief, and then looked at the glass door.

The masked man holding the iron rod outside slammed it a few times angrily, looked at the two people in the room with hatred, pulled his mask, turned around and disappeared into the crowd with the rod in his hand.

After the others discovered that the glass could not be broken, they gradually shifted their targets.

After a long time, Nie Rujun looked outside the door with lingering fear, and said in a loud voice, "The quality of this glass...is very good."

The boss never expected that the glass door, which looked ordinary and even a little thin, could be so resistant and saved their lives!

If the door was broken by those people... The boss felt his head shaking and didn't dare to think about it.

The masked man who encountered Waterloo on this unusually strong glass door shifted his target, squeezed to the other side of the street, stared at a breakfast restaurant, held a stick, and smashed it without hesitation.

After 10 minutes, the masked man changed the shop without belief.

Twenty minutes later, the masked man held the iron bar that had been completely bent, with a suspicious expression on his face.

This place is evil!He is a fourth-level power-type power user, holding a weapon provided by a fourth-level gold-type power user, smashing it for half an hour, his hands were so shaken that he lost consciousness, but the buildings remained motionless, not even a scratch. Stay on the wall!

The masked man took out a hat from his pocket and put it on his head, lowered his sense of existence, and sneaked out of the center of the turmoil.

Why did you choose such a street!The masked man stared back bitterly.

The original purpose can only be said to be half achieved...but the follow-up direction should not cause too many problems.

The masked man curled his lips.

He, wait and see.