Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 121 "Rust-?" The wound is rusty

[...If you see a colleague in gray work clothes coming to borrow something from you, please don't agree and quickly get away from them! ]

Rule 6.

Seeing the gray-clothed person pushing a cart away in the distance, Zhao Yi's mind immediately passed through the terms of the code.

The gray-clothed person seemed to feel Zhao Yi's gaze, turned his head, and smiled at Zhao Yi.

A very friendly smile, with a fiery look in his eyes.

Zhao Yi also responded with a very friendly smile.

After seeing Zhao Yi's smile... and the blue fire Gatling gun in his hand, the gray-clothed person left very tactfully.

Zhao Yi looked at the gray-clothed person's back as he walked away.

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[Gray-clothed person: Triggered neutral]

[Weakness: None]

[Note: You can chat with him, but don't lend him anything, and don't spend more than 5 minutes with him. As time goes by, he will become more and more dangerous. 】

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"A monster with a strange setting..."

"Is it related to 'rust-?'?"

A trace of doubt flashed through Zhao Yi's mind, and his eyes passed through the hot and blazing light and locked on the lame leg of the gray-clothed personnel.

Very heavy.

Even if a person's leg is broken, it can't be so heavy.

The density of bones, flesh and blood determines the weight of that volume.

He looked for a long time until the gray-clothed man disappeared from his sight.

Not long after, a cry of surprise rang out.

"Where is my cart?"

"Damn it! Are you playing tricks on me?"

"Who took my cart?"

"Don't play... I'm angry!"

The Mediterranean-haired ghost Ying Xiong roared helplessly, exuding a strong evil spirit, but the nearby ghosts just glanced at it casually and continued their work.

They even thought it was a good thing.

After all, the selection of excellent employees is limited in number.

One less person, one less competitor.

Ying Xiong angrily threw a set of Thomas Spinning Military Punch at the air around him, and then stared at Zhao Yi with red eyes.

"Did you, a sinister human, hide my cart?!"

"Are you afraid that I will steal your excellent employees?!"

He came over aggressively, Zhao Yi glanced at him and shrugged:

"Obviously it wasn't me."

"Just now, an old man in gray came and pushed your cart away."

As he finished speaking, a voice came from a distance.

"It was him who pushed it away... His own car was gone, so he pushed yours away."

The two looked over.

It was a thin ghost with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, standing next to the old man, with a cunning light in his eyes.

The old man also had a cold smile on his face.

Ying Xiong slowly turned his head and stared at Zhao Yi.

"What else do you have to say?"

Zhao Yi pointed at his cart and smiled:

"Do you want to check it out?"

Ying Xiong heard the words, and a strange light flashed in his green eyes.

He pretended to check it carefully.

He bared his teeth and said viciously:

"You damned human!"

"This is clearly my car, the pattern on the wheel is exactly the same!"

"You lost your own car and took my cart away. I'm going to call Big Brother Chen Fei and tell him about the situation!"

After saying that, he turned around and winked at the two gangsters.

"Brothers!"

"This damned human doesn't know what's good for him and wants to frame me... You have to help me later!"

The sharp-nosed ghost in the distance raised his fist, looking angry:

"Don't worry! Brothers!"

"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!"

"With all of us as witnesses, this insidious and cunning human will be brought to justice today!"

After he finished speaking, several other ghosts seemed to understand something and immediately responded:

"That's right!"

"Evil cannot prevail over justice!"

"If you eat two bowls of noodles, you have to pay for two bowls of noodles!"

"Let the fucking bullets fly for a while!"

"..."

These voices came one after another, and the old and confused ghost showed a smug and cruel smile on his face!

There must be a leader among these new employees!

It must be him.

If these ghosts are sensible, they can start to stand in line now.

Those who don't stand in line later... all find a way to deal with them!

Just when the ghosts were in high spirits, an untimely voice sounded:

"It wasn't him."

"I saw your car was pushed away by a man in gray clothes."

Under the blazing sun, the scene suddenly became cold.

Many eyes were focused on it.

It was a ghost wearing a yellow helmet.

He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and he looked unmemorable.

He disappeared as soon as he entered the crowd.

But he dared to stand up and tell the truth at the critical moment.

This ghost had helped Zhao Yi once before on the bulletin board.

"Young man, you will pay a price for telling lies!"

The face of the old ghost darkened.

The yellow hat was stubborn and not afraid at all:

"My master has always taught me that ghosts cannot lie."

"Anyway, I won't lie!"

The atmosphere was a little subtle and a little fiery.

Zhao Yi was also a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that a ghost would speak for him.

He looked around carefully.

Well, there was no camera.

He had a thought.

The thumbtack appeared in his palm. Zhao Yi calculated the strength and distance skillfully, and threw it behind Ying Xiong's feet with the help of the cart.

Then he grabbed the cart fiercely. Seeing this, Ying Xiong also grabbed the cart directly and wanted to compete with Zhao Yi!

This is a very interesting thing.

Whether it is snatching things from others or tug-of-war, in order to stabilize their center of gravity or to declare their sovereignty, people will always take a step back.

This step can be long or short.

So the first step, Ying Xiong did not step on the thumbtack set by Zhao Yi.

But this does not mean that Ying Xiong is safe.

Because the man in front of him... is too cunning.

He will adjust his strength according to the strength of Ying Xiong's response.

After a little pulling, Ying Xiong's center of gravity was unstable and he had to start adjusting his position.

One adjustment, two adjustments...

By the third time, he successfully stepped on the thumbtack set by Zhao Yi in advance.

The thin sole was pierced at once. The thumbtack, which was so sharp that it could even reflect cold light, accurately pierced into Ying Xiong's Yongquan acupoint without any scruples!

Ying Xiong looked strange. He slowly lifted his feet and took off his shoes.

Blood oozed out along with black athlete's foot.

He picked off the thumbtack and threw it aside. He didn't care much.

Although the rules reminded that once a scar was left on the body surface, it was necessary to notify the old employees immediately and go to the infirmary to spray the wound with medicine.

But what harm can a thumbtack cause?

Didn't the wound heal instantly?

Ying Xiong thought so in his heart and didn't take the thumbtack to heart.

But as he moved his legs slightly, he suddenly felt something wrong...

There seemed to be something on the sole of his foot.

It was so painful.

And when it stepped on it, he could clearly feel the interweaving of severe pain and itching!

This feeling was definitely not caused by a wound!

Ying Xiong, who noticed the problem, immediately took off his shoes again and took a look at the sole of his foot.

Its pupils suddenly focused!

On the sole of its foot, where the thumbtack had just pierced... a sharp... irregular piece of rust suddenly grew!

He stretched out his hand suddenly, trying to pick off the rust on the sole of his foot!

The severe pain spread---

Squeak!

The rust seemed to have taken root in the sole of his foot, and as Ying Xiong exerted force, the rust was indeed picked off...

But along with it, there was also a large piece of flesh and blood that was torn off!

Blood spurted out suddenly, Ying Xiong panicked, quickly took out his pager, called Chen Fei, and briefly described the problem to Chen Fei.

At this time, he even did not forget to mention to Chen Fei that Zhao Yi had stolen his cart.

A very typical evil ghost complaining first.

After hanging up the phone, Ying Xiong grinned at Zhao Yi:

"Despicable human... you're done!"

"Foreman Chen Fei will be here soon. If he knows that you lost your cart and stole mine... you will be kicked out of the factory!"

Zhao Yi did not respond.

He stared at the sole of Ying Xiong's raised foot.

The blood that was originally gushing out had completely stopped... Of course, this was not because of Ying Xiong's strong self-healing ability.

It was because a large piece of rust suddenly grew on the sole of his foot with a huge wound!

Zhao Yi's silence and gaze made Ying Xiong react. The grin on his face gradually stiffened and turned into a panic.

"My legs..."

"Why can't I use my strength?"

He lowered his head.

There was horror in his eyes.

"Fuck!"

"How the hell did these rust grow on my body?!"

Old employee Chen Fei quickly ran over from a distance. Because he was dragging a heavy iron chain more than ten meters long, everyone could hear the horrible friction sound from the other end from a long distance.

This hideous and powerful monster... Fortunately, it is not an enemy, with a high IQ and rationality.

"Who called?"

Chen Fei asked loudly.

Ying Xiong immediately raised his hand.

Chen Fei rushed over and looked at the rust on Ying Xiong's feet, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

"Foreman Chen... It was this insidious and cunning human who stole my cart..."

The first thing Ying Xiong did when they met was not to ask Chen Fei about the rust, but to frame Zhao Yi for stealing his cart.

There were also many ghosts in the distance who responded, but Chen Fei's attention was obviously not on this.

"How long has the wound been rusted?"

"Uh... a few minutes."

Chen Fei's face became worse when he heard this.

"Hurry up and follow me to the infirmary!"

"Hurry up!"

"If you are late, it may be too late!"

He said anxiously, taking Yingxiong, who looked confused, to the infirmary.

Yingxiong hesitated a little, still talking about the cart, but Chen Fei ignored him completely.

He walked a little further away.

Chen Fei looked back at Zhao Yi.

This guy was bent over, and seemed to be picking up something...

PS: Although I only updated two chapters today, I still updated more than 5,000 words. I will resume the update of 6,000+ words as soon as I am done with these two days.

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