He is from a fighting nation

But, as Zhou Xiangwan expected, the glass key couldn't open the door, and couldn't even poke it into the hole.

The huge gap made people feel depressed, and everyone had to peel the oranges silently.

"You won the key from the zombie, but you can't open the door?!" Qian Meng scratched his ears and shook his head on the iron door, "Young Master Zhou, should we tear down the door?"

Zhou Xiangwan said: "Calm down. Didn't you lose enough face in America last time?"

Qian Meng had no choice but to sing tears behind bars.

"Yue'er, bend my heart, I miss my mother in prison..."

Soon the bald man Li Passionately joined, and the two held hands and sang together.

Zhou Xiangwan was tortured and dragged out the zombie again.

"I don't know anything! I'm just an ordinary zombie!" The zombie cried out his colored contact lenses, and handed out a mobile phone listlessly, "There may be a clue here."

Press the phone to see the background about the formation of zombies.

At the end of the day, human beings worked overtime and became more and more miserable, so they began to turn into zombies. Zhou Xiangwan was in a hospital, and the zombie who was repeatedly dragged around by Zhou Xiangwan was the director.The dean keeps the zombies in the hospital, keeps them from biting and tries to heal them.

He devoted himself to the study of antibodies to the zombie virus, but he did not expect to be infected when he was only one step away. In order to avoid going out and biting people, he had to lock himself in a cabinet.

Before he died, he recorded this video, hoping that the latecomers can complete his research results, and he will die without regret.

Wei Tianxiang's eyes were red, and she shed tears sentimentally, "It's so pitiful, the dean must have been very desperate when he died, you actually bullied the dean so much just now."

Zhou Xiangwan was blunt: "...you are too involved in the drama, can't you see that the dean is Xiao Wang from the marketing department?"

Du Feng secretly sang the opposite tune, "Young Master Zhou, didn't you say that you should play games seriously and don't act like a house? Besides, Secretary Wei is a girl, and her mind is always more delicate."

Zhou Xiangwan didn't bother to argue with him, he felt very low, and his realm was lowered by an idiot. After mocking Wu Liang's aesthetics for the ten thousandth time, he poked open a bottle of milk and drank silently.

However, the milk passed through his intestines, and his anger was burning in his heart. Zhou Xiangwan couldn't hold his breath, and once he held it, he became more and more angry, until he exploded.

Wu Liang stood next to Zhou Xiangwan, concentrating on studying the video left by the director, Zhou Xiangwan kicked Wu Liang's shoes, and said coldly, "I'm about to lose your face."

The implication is - I am so angry, you come here to coax me.

Wu Liang came back to his senses, he didn't understand what Zhou Xiangwan meant, he just thought he was annoyed that he couldn't get out, and said: "There is one thing that I have always been very concerned about."

Wu Liang seldom talks, but he often attracts the audience's attention as soon as he utters it.

Wu Liang pointed to the vase at the door, "The shelves, cabinets, and food in this room are all arranged symmetrically, but there is only one vase, which makes people feel uncomfortable."

After hearing this, Du Feng habitually refuted Wu Liang's opinion: "Mr. Wu, your obsessive-compulsive disorder is here again. You can't even reach the vase with your feet."

"Ah!" Baldy Li yelled, and picked up the golf club, "This, this, use this to hook the vase in!"

Qian Meng tied two golf clubs together, stretched his hands with a distorted expression, and stretched his head out of the railing. Everyone was looking forward to it. The stick hit the vase, and when it reached halfway, the vase tilted and fell over.

So Gululu rolled further away.

"..."

"..."

Wu Liang frowned first, then recovered his calm expression: "It's okay, it should be just an ordinary vase. I'll think of other ways."

With his head resting on the railing, Qian Meng whispered, "Well...my head seems to be stuck."

Du Feng gave a weird laugh, and joked, "Manager Qian, what are you really doing hahaha."

Qian Meng laughed dryly twice, but his ears turned red. After all, Wei Tianxiang was there, and he was embarrassed.

When others heard it, they thought it was a good-natured joke, relieved the embarrassing atmosphere, and laughed along with it.

But in Zhou Xiangwan's ears, it was completely different.Zhou Xiangwan endured Du Feng for a day, and this sentence became the spark that finally detonated the bomb.

Qian Meng is Zhou Xiangwan's man, even if he is so stupid that he falls into the cesspit, he is the only one who can laugh at him!

"Then what are you doing on the side?" Zhou Xiangwan asked him lightly.

Wu Liang knew that morale was very important, and was about to say a few words of encouragement when Zhou Xiangwan raised his leg towards Du Feng.

The whistling was windy, smooth and sharp, but when he was about to hit the kick, he withdrew seven points of his strength—Zhou Xiangwan suddenly remembered that he couldn't kick Du Feng to death with one kick.

In an instant, Du Feng was kicked in the chest. He took three steps back and knocked down the shelf. The shelf hit the wall, and a rectangular opening was broken in the wall. It was about half the height of a person, and a cold air gushed out. Entering, revealing a staircase leading to nowhere.

It turned out that beside the visible door, there was always an invisible door.

Things happened too fast, the shock of Young Master Zhou kicking people and the joy of breaking through the secret room were mixed together, making people unable to even round the field. Wei Tianxiang and bald Li shrank aside, not daring to vent their anger.

Du Feng clutched his chest and coughed violently. It took him 5 minutes to get up after falling to the ground.Wu Liang helped Du Feng up, half blocked him, and said with cold eyes, "Zhou Xiangwan, you don't have the most basic respect for people at all. Even animals can control their emotions better than you, and won't bite people everywhere."

Zhou Xiangwan's expression turned ugly, and he said, "He doesn't deserve my respect."

Wu Liang took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, looked at Zhou Xiangwan disappointedly, pulled Du Feng and said, "Let's go."

Wei Tianxiang and Baldy Li looked at each other, not knowing what to do.Zhou Xiangwan tossed the key to Baldy Li and said, "You guys go first and meet up later."

"Well... let's stay with Qian Meng."

Qian Meng yelled: "Don't, don't, I can't pull my head out if you are here!"

After the people left, Qian Meng pouted his buttocks, grinned his teeth, tried to pull his head out of the railing from various angles, and whispered gossip: "Young Master Zhou, isn't it too obvious what you think of Mr. Wu? What are you messing with? Now the cameras are all in."

"Fart," Zhou Xiangwan bit the milk straw flat, "I spanked for you."

"Don't think I can't see it, you're making use of it!" Qian Meng twitched, "What do you like about Mr. Wu? You two just got into a fight a few days ago!"

Zhou Xiangwan pulled Qian Meng's belt back, and said in a low voice, "I didn't like him, what's so good about him? Even though he's good-looking and has a sticky butt, he's fun, but he's too tasteless." , that aesthetic is simply sick. I was blind to see him!"

The more Zhou Xiangwan talked, the more excited he was, his subordinates pulled hard, and there was a sound of tearing, Qian Meng's belt was torn by Zhou Xiangwan, and his trousers fell to his thigh.

Qian Meng: "...Young Master Zhou, you can save your effort, and stay wherever it is cool!"

Zhou Xiangwan has a different kind of passion for things that others don't let him do.When he lost his energy, he stood behind Qian Meng, hugged his waist with both hands, pulled it out, and then pushed it in, and the cycle went back and forth, and the iron door rattled rhythmically.

Qian Meng let out a burst of screams: "Young Master Zhou, stop! I can't stand this posture! Where are you fucking bitch?!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "This is unbearable? I have more intense..."

……

In line with the sense of responsibility of a leader, Wu Liang calmed down after taking a few steps, deeply reflected on himself, and brought Wei Tianxiang back, intending to leave together after Qian Meng broke free from the iron gate.

Before he got through the small door, he heard a bewildering crash.

From his angle, he could only see the lower half of the two of them, Qian Meng's trousers were in disarray, Zhou Xiangwan was sticking behind him, hugging his waist, shoving back and forth, and the iron door was rattling.

The picture is already very bad and eye-catching, not to mention the dialogue between the two, which is even more unsightly.

"I can't stand this position! Where are you fucking fucking dog?!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "This is unbearable? I have a more drastic method! Spread your legs, and I'll lift you up to try."

Wu Liang: "...!"

Wei Tianxiang: "...!!!"

The two of them took a few steps back at the same time, and walked forward with ecstasy on their faces. After a long time, Wu Liang warned softly: "Don't talk about what happened just now."

Wei Tianxiang nodded with a sad face, and said in a low voice: "You know how to play! Didn't Qian Meng always like me? We became sisters in a blink of an eye???"

Wu Liang didn't answer, he didn't have the habit of gossip, but he couldn't help thinking that Zhou Xiangwan's private life was messed up, but Qian Meng was always single, working hard, and his thoughts were all about Zhou Shao Zhou, it was really miserable.But after thinking about it, if a person drinks water and knows whether he is warm or cold, he himself is actually a mess and has no right to sympathize with others.

The two people who were still in the storage room knew nothing about the misunderstanding that just happened.

Zhou Xiangwan worked hard for a while, tired, and said, "I'm leaving. Qian Datou, please do your best."

Qian Meng shouted: "Young Master Zhou, can our ten-year brotherhood be more plastic?!"

As soon as Qian Meng finished speaking, he suddenly heard screams of horror, and the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the broadcast made a buzzing sound of electricity—"xxxout, Wei Tianxiang is out."

Zhou Xiangwan looked towards the room outside the cave, and said, "I tore it apart, I tore two of them at once, and there are still 8 left."

Qian Meng was stuck on the railing, heartbroken: "If I were here, I would definitely protect Tianxiang."

"..."

Zhou Xiangwan was very speechless about Qian Meng's blind confidence, so he had to pull the dean out for the third time and let him lie on Qian Meng's shoulder. .

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Help!!!" Qian Meng paled in shock, fell back, his head escaped from between the iron bars, and sat down on the ground with a very dazed expression.

"Hahahahahahaha, you idiot!" Zhou Xiangwan laughed so hard that he squeezed the milk carton, and the milk sprayed out and splashed onto the neckline.

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Qian Meng slapped his thigh: "Hahahahahaha! You are an idiot!"

Zhou Xiangwan and Qian Meng walked into the new world, but Wu Liang and Du Ruo fell into depression.

It turned out that as soon as they came out of the first secret room, they joined the other 4 executives. Before walking far, they encountered a group of zombies with "exquisite" makeup.

On the dark path, the lights were on and off, Du Feng walked in front, and Wu Liang followed closely behind him.

"Du Feng, can you talk to me?"

Du Feng kept ignoring him until he reached a blind corner of the surveillance system. When the footsteps stopped, he turned around, sneered, and said, "Is Zhou Xiang comfortable with you at night? You go to the gym every day to sleep with him, right? "

Wu Liang froze. He couldn't believe that Du Feng would say such words. The chaotic screams around him became far away. He stared at Du Ruo's dark figure for a long time, only to feel that the figure was getting more and more distorted. He trembled and said: " You know... I can't do it with anyone else... I have nothing to do with him."

"Yes, you can't do it with others," Du Feng pressed Wu Liang's collar against the wall, "You can't do it with me either. Wu Liang, for the past two years, I've been offering you like a god. What? What did you repay me? You hooked up with Zhou Xiangwan, let the young master beat me, insult me, and even threaten my family, let me leave you, I asked you, is it fun? Seeing others do it for you Fighting for the wind and being jealous, you enjoy it very much, and you have a sense of accomplishment, right?"

"...You." Wu Liang pushed Du Feng and straightened his collar unconsciously, "First, you said that you made offerings to me like a god, do you have any examples? I respect your personal wishes , I will return ten times the material wealth you gave me, I cherish your care and give you equal care, I will give you whatever you want, isn't that enough?"

"Second, Zhou Xiangwan is my secretary in name. My contact with him is inevitable. He is not bad-minded, but childish and arrogant. I take care of him in the right amount within my ability. What gave you my ambiguity with him? Unclear feeling, I hope you can make it clear."

"Third, I don't enjoy it." Wu Liang's Adam's apple twitched, and he clenched his fists, "I'm... very sad."

After Wu Liang finished speaking, his head was buzzing, his voice choked several times, he wanted to shout, make trouble, and cry, but he knew very well that he had no capital.

Wu Liang remembered that Du Feng was not like this at the beginning.

At that time, he was gentle, careful, humorous, funny, and treated him very well.It was Du Feng who confessed to him first, it was he who sent himself hundreds of wechat messages a day, brought breakfast and supper for half a year in a row, it was he who braved the snow to bring him stomach medicine, it was he who said being together was enough, waiting for him Emerging stronger, they can overcome all odds and stay together.

Just like a false fairy tale, Wu Liang still believed it.

I don't know when it started, but it became what it is today. Every quarrel is a torture that destroys self-esteem.

"Okay, let me make it clear, right?" Du Feng took out his phone, bowed his head and clicked on WeChat a few times, "Listen to the audio I sent you."

The pocket of the mobile phone vibrated in the pocket. It took Wu Liang a while to take out the mobile phone, and he turned on the mobile phone, but he saw a pair of feet in the corner behind Du Feng.

A pair of feet with blood stains and bells tied.

Further up, there is a sweaty, messy zombie face that wants to cry but has no tears.