Seven days of horror

On the top floor, Locke took out his phone and pressed 'Mom and Dad, I love you. ' sent out the text message, put the phone on the ground with a blank expression, then took off his shoes, and put them neatly beside the phone.Then, he raised one leg and climbed up the railing with some difficulty. This time without the 'assistance' of the ghostly man, he had to spend a little effort to climb up.

Climbing up to the railing and standing firmly, he looked at the people walking like ants on the ground, and then at the blue sky, and then opened his arms in a flying posture, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Hector, here I come, you have to wait for me... He raised one foot to jump.

"Can you send me the revised report before you jump off? Of course, I am assuming that you have revised it according to my instructions..." Unexpectedly, a familiar but annoying voice came from my ear .

Immediately afterwards, Locke felt his lower back being pulled back violently, and he fell to the ground. Of course, he landed safely on the floor inside the railing.

He was thrown down hard on the floor. The midday sun was so fierce that the bricks on the floor were like hot coals. As soon as his back touched the floor, he reflexively got up and shouted, 'It's so hot! '.

"Hmph! You're so afraid of the heat and want to commit suicide?! It's said that people who commit suicide will go to hell. Hell is full of flames all year round. Are you sure that's where you want to go?" the sound of.

Locke suddenly became angry, anyway, he was determined to find fault, so he was not afraid of offending others, so he responded coldly: "Why have you been to hell? Of course, I assume that your name is on the list of hell... Mister Ricardo..."

It turned out that the person who hindered him from finding short-terms was his most hated devil boss, Ricardo!

Licardo snorted coldly: "Lock, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have become eloquent and know how to refute. You should have done this a long time ago. Yes, loser (a person destined to fail)!"

Locke was about to climb up the railing again, and when he heard the word 'loser', his blood boiled immediately, he turned around and ran towards Licardo with an arrow, grabbed Licardo's collar with both hands, and squeezed out coldly from between his teeth One sentence: "If it weren't for me as a loser, I'm afraid you would still have to live on relief money and a bowl of instant noodles worth two yuan...Licardo..."

The little sheep turned into a fierce tiger, and Locke made a big reversal from his usual gentle and polite image. I saw him staring at Licardo sharply, with the aura of a tough man.

"So what? You've always been a pile of mud under my feet!" Licardo said provocatively, breaking away from Locke's hands, and deliberately pulled the left corner of his mouth, making Locke feel his disdain and contempt.

"Hmph, how dare you not speak out? Are you still waiting for Ailang to help you get ahead?" Licardo added fuel to the flames, and continued to stimulate Locke. Locke only felt a fire in his chest, and the fire was getting hotter and hotter. fierce.

"Does anyone still like you as a loser? Why don't you see your Ai Lang by your side? Did you get dumped?" The more Licardo said, the more he went too far, Locke's face turned red and then purple, he clenched his lower lip and said nothing , the hands vertically next to the legs slowly clenched into fists.

"Does it feel good to be abandoned?"

Undoubtedly, it was a painful step on Locke's foot. Like an arrow from a bow, he was shot straight at Ricardo, and a fist hit Ricardo hard on the cheek.

He was abandoned by Hector, and he was abandoned so thoroughly that everyone who met Hector did not remember Hector at all.

Licardo covered the cheek that was hit, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Girl, you should have done this a long time ago..." Then he moved his hand covering his cheek, and the wheat-colored skin was intact, with a little bruise Or scratches and no!

Locke was stunned and looked at his fist subconsciously. His fist was bruised due to excessive force, and his hand was still aching.

Ricardo, who was beaten in front of him, had no hair damaged!

Although Locke is polite, he is a man after all, and he is still a man burning with anger. He hit this punch hard with all his strength, but Ricardo seemed to be fine, and he looked at Ricardo in disbelief.What surprised him even more was that Ricardo actually called him 'Girl', and he immediately felt creepy, wondering if Ricardo in front of him was an evil spirit.

At this moment, Ricardo's face changed.

Ricardo is of Latin American origin, with wheat-colored skin, slightly taller than Locke, and brown hair and eyebrows.He is a city man who pays attention to grooming his appearance, his face is clean without any stubble, and even his eyebrows are slightly modified.In just a few seconds, his complexion turned white, his clean face grew a white beard around his chin, his brown hair turned into long blonde hair, his pupils also changed from brown to sky blue, and his figure became abnormal. Burly (Locke now has to look up at him).Licardo, who was originally from Latin America, suddenly turned into a handsome, blond, handsome Caucasian man in his 50s or [-]s, exuding the demeanor of a king all over his body.The man looked at Locke with a friendly face, seemingly harmless, but with the expression of an older man looking at the younger generation with distress.

The man's kind eyes somewhat eased Locke's panic, and he began to look at the other party.Maybe it was the white beard that misled Locke. After looking at it for a while, he asked stupidly, "Are you... Santa Claus?"

As soon as this remark came out, the man's original good-natured smile disappeared immediately, and he said with a cold face, "What? Is my waist thick?"

Locke scratched his head, thinking to himself that the chubby Santa Claus is full of fat all over his body. This man has a strong figure, and he has the habit of regularly going to the gym to exercise, so he must not be Santa Claus.

Seeing Locke's dumbfounded look, the man sighed, raised his hand with the palm facing up, and a silver-white lightning shot out from his palm. Locke felt dazzled for a while, and hurriedly closed his eyes.

"You can open your eyes, girl!" The man's playful voice came from the ear.

The man folded his arms around his chest and looked at Locke with a look of 'you should know who I am'.

Ke Luke still looked at him blankly.

The man endured it to the limit, and he was so angry that he said in a cold voice, "I am Hector's uncle—Zeus!"

Locke's mouth opened wide into an 'O' shape.