as pure as a radish

"My eyes are going to go blind! What are you doing, why are there so many!" This was the third time Gita complained this morning.

They are counting the list of retailers selling the company's products in various countries, and they want to get this data as soon as possible to estimate the company's potential compensation and punishment risks.

"Stop complaining, who is not tired!" Someone said impatiently. Since Gita became the supervisor, although everyone will flatter her, but not as much as the previous ones, and they even slap Gita from time to time.In everyone's mind, the lazy and careless Gita doesn't look like a superior.

"That's right, I'm almost fainted from exhaustion, okay?"

"I worked overtime until ten o'clock last night..."

"I just left half an hour earlier than you."

"Be prepared mentally, you will be busy to death in one or two months."

"It's more than a month or two. I don't think it can be finished in half a year or a year. Aren't the messy procedures in foreign countries particularly complicated, and a year and a half will be considered fast."

"Ah?? This year has to be like this??" Gita collapsed on the back of the seat, "I can't do this job, I can't do it..."

I got up to pick up the hot water and passed by Corey's work station. She was surprisingly "stable", not only did not participate in the chat, nor did she show any emotional expressions, she just stared at the computer screen intently, constantly typing on the keyboard and moving the mouse .

Back at work, I took another painkiller.After struggling for four hours, I was finally able to take this medicine again.Hopefully it will start to work, although I don't have any expectations.

Three days ago, I was standing inside the barbed wire fence, and my enemy was a big black dog that ate raw flesh and blood.It looked at me from across the barbed wire with its dark eyes.Outside the barbed wire, someone grabbed a live chicken and slit its throat with a knife.A dark red horizontal line immediately appeared on the chicken's neck, and then thick blood gushed out from the edge of the horizontal line.

The chicken with its head drooping was sent to the black dog through the barbed wire. After the black dog sniffed it twice, it suddenly became irritable.The person who was holding the chicken put the chicken away, instead of giving it to the black dog. The black dog became more and more anxious, and even more frantically bit the barbed wire.

"Go!" The man commanded the black dog, pointing his finger at me at the opposite corner of the black dog.

The black dog didn't obey the order immediately, and was still staring at the dead chicken in the man's hand.

Heh, heh, the man smashed the barbed wire, and then angrily shouted at the black dog, "Go!"

The black dog took half a step back in fright, but this method also allowed it to understand the instructions. It cast its gaze on me again, and those black eyes were already red like blood.

It lifted its neck and walked towards me step by step vigilantly. I heard its throat quivering.If I were it, I would do the same.Because I was trained to be a bloodthirsty creature, my whole life would be to drink blood.

I also cast my gaze on it, I looked directly at it, and it didn't avoid it, it seemed that it was ready to fight.Now in its heart, it is not a dog, I am not a human being, and we are not friends, but either you die or I die as opponents.

How long does it take to train a dog to go against the way God intended it to be?

Just as I was thinking, the black dog rushed over fiercely. It raised its two front paws and jumped upwards. It turned out that it was taller than me when it stood upright. There was a dull pain in my chest. At the same time, the backward momentum was so strong that I couldn’t resist it at all. , sat down on the ground.

Immediately, bad-mouthing boos sounded from outside the barbed wire.

I agree that this scene is too boring. The person neither attacks nor evades, just being easily knocked down by an animal rushing in a straight line.The scene is not dramatic, confrontational, or intense, but it is full of dementia.

I sat on the ground without getting up, and started looking for things in my trouser pockets.The black dog stayed where he was, tilting his head.I didn't attack or run away immediately, it probably didn't know what to do.I guess I may have broken the conditioned reflex formed by its long-term training.

"Go!" The man holding the chicken outside the barbed wire gave the order again.

The black dog's throat trembled again, and it was much faster than before.I was still sitting on the ground, I found the things in my pocket, and I took my hand out of my trouser pocket.The black dog was staring at my hand, I thought, not only it, but also someone else might be curious about what I took out.

But in fact it was nothing more than a pocket fruit knife, and the silver tip was exposed, and the hissing soon started again.

Yes, if people use tools, then fighting with animals will be nothing to watch.

The man who commanded the black dog gave the order again, patted his arm, and pointed to me at the black dog.

The throat chatter of the black dog reached its peak, and it moved its head forward, and I saw the fangs in its mouth.But my arm shifted at this moment because I was driving a paring knife into my calf.

It was quiet.

I pulled out the fruit knife, the tip of the knife was already covered with blood, I put the knife flat under the black dog's nose, and I told it, "Eat it."

It was familiar with the smell of blood, and after only two sniffs, it was sure that it was blood before sticking out its tongue and licking the knife's surface without hesitation.The little blood was not enough for it to lick for long, so I immediately opened the blood-soaked trouser legs and continued to cut the wound, but it was not piercing, but digging.I gouged out a piece of flesh, and the flesh was covered in blood, and the original color could not be seen at all.

"Blood doesn't taste good enough, you need meat and blood to taste it." I said to the black dog.Then I put this bloody thing on the ground and gave it to it.

It opened its mouth to pick up the meat, raised its head to take a bite, and then chewed contentedly, its teeth crossed continuously, making a crisp and loud clicking sound.

"Do you want to eat something else?" I asked Heigou, and then I answered, "I must."

There was a roll of gauze I had prepared in advance in my trouser pocket. I simply tied my calf, then stood up on the ground, "Then I'll get you something delicious."

I dragged my injured leg towards the barbed wire.Unless I die or kill the opponent in this net, no one will open the door for me.I knew this early on, so I practice climbing barbed wire every day.Fortunately, I practiced until yesterday and I was able to climb over a very high barbed wire fence, so I can still complete the jumping action with one leg dragged.When I got out of the barbed wire fence, the four strong men who had carried people and boa constrictors tried to stop me.

It seemed that there was not much time, so I immediately asked the person in charge of the black dog, "What does it like to eat?"

My voice was very low, and the man came over, "What are you talking about..."

When the distance was enough, I quickly took out the syringe hidden in another trouser pocket and stuck it on the man's neck, and then pushed the needle in hard.He couldn't be slow for a moment, or he would definitely seize the opportunity to attack back.

Fortunately, I injected all the needle water into it at one time.He should have had this kind of injection on animals many times, so let him try it himself today, and feel what it feels like to faint.

I took the chicken in his hand, and at this time four strong men had surrounded him.

"I'll go back by myself," I said.

I was just grabbing some snacks for my buddy, and I dragged my legs over the barbed wire fence again.When I jumped to the ground, the black dog hurried over to me.

I ripped off the head down to the neck, and for the remainder I made a slit in the ribcage, then snapped the sides apart.The sound of broken bones echoed in the ears of me and the black dog, and it became more and more excited, standing up and begging for it over and over again.The man who fainted outside the barbed wire trained him well, and the black dog was so greedy that he was drooling and didn't come up to grab him.

I pulled off a chicken leg and grabbed the hair off, and the black dog sat down hastily and waited to be fed.But I didn't give it, I put the chicken leg to my mouth, and the strong smell of blood filled my nostrils.I opened my mouth to bite the most meaty part, and shook my head to tear off a piece of meat.Meat entered my mouth and was crushed between my teeth.