Those years when I was taken away by the boss

The two quarreled on the sofa for a while without making a sound.No matter what, there are still outsiders present, so we need to restrain ourselves somewhat.

Shu Shi supported the sofa with his hands, and the shirt with the sleeves hanging around his waist slipped on the ground with the movement of his legs, and was picked up again by one hand.

"You plan to bury yourself?" Zhong Ruji threw the clothes on the armrest of the sofa, and the sofa cushions were covered with scattered clothes.

Shu Shi gathered his clothes and piled them up in one place, wondering if the temperature was still dropping.

He glanced over there at He Jin who really buried himself, and put his hand into Zhong Ruji's jacket pocket: "No, it's just a little cold."

The jacket was not close to the body, and Zhong Ruji was wearing it open, so there was not much warmth in the pocket, and it didn't take long for Shu Shi to put it in before being held by Zhong Ruji, a warmth seeped into the skin from the palm of his hand, and he felt at ease when he pressed it. .

He Jin held back for a long time before warming himself up, and just came out to breathe when he bumped into this scene.

He stayed for two seconds, and decisively covered himself back up with the quilt.

Two hours is not long, and the first half of the time was spent waiting for the door to open, so the remaining time was not plentiful.They didn't stay for long before it was time for the next judgment.

The sound of locking rang clearly in everyone's ears, and the blood fell instantly.Perhaps it was because the temperature was too abnormal, Shu Shi faintly felt that something big was about to happen.

Almost everyone has such a keen intuition.

He Jin, who had been lying down and entertaining himself, was sitting up wrapped in a quilt, with a vigilant expression; Zhong Ruji adjusted his sitting posture a little, and was quietly guarding against something.

The space was quiet for a few seconds, and He Jin's hesitant voice sounded: "You guys, do you feel... your neck is cold?"

Shu Shi shook his shoulders, and was the first to answer: "It's not just the neck."

The room was clearly closed everywhere, but it seemed that there was a wind circling, and a gentle force brushed against their exposed skin, bringing with it a chilly temperature, which aroused a shiver.

He Jin wrapped the quilt tightly, tremblingly said: "I always feel that someone is touching me..."

Zhong Ruji looked over, paused for a second or two, and then slowly said, "There is someone behind you."

Although he tried his best to slow down his tone, He Jin was still covered in goosebumps, and quickly rolled out of bed and ran towards his "thighs" at his fastest speed.

But before he reached the sofa, his eyes widened, he stopped and shouted loudly: "Qu Lan! There is a black shadow on your back!!"

Because he was too emotional, he yelled several tunes in one sentence, and the word "black" was even hoarse, leaving only breath.

"Ghost?! Fuck!! Next to you—"

As He Jin finished speaking, the panicked reminder suddenly sounded from next door.

Black shadows ooze out from the walls, sofas and even clothes, condensing into a human form, and the cold and rotten ghost fog spontaneously surrounds it, turning it into a deadly weapon.

Two adjoining rooms were each in a state of disarray.

Qin Wei stared down at the wristwatch, poking the sharp tip of the knife with his index finger.

Three hours, ample time.

She casually threw the knife on the table, moved the black items beside the table, and skillfully pressed the button.

With two sizzles, the communication was picked up.

Qin Wei lay back on the sofa, speaking lazily: "There needs to be more time."

"Don't worry, you can take your time." The other party's voice seemed to be worn out, and the timbre was not very pleasant.

"I'm not in a hurry, but others are," Qin Wei said without any burden, "Just those few clues, can you have some snacks when you send them away?"

"These are enough, there is no point in giving more." The other party's voice was low.

Qin Wei sneered lightly, not entangled in this, and naturally changed the subject: "Something happened in the room with multiple people, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

The other side was silent for two seconds, and the man sighed and smiled: "This is too magical."

"Okay," Qin Wei laughed, and then remained silent for a long time. The other party didn't speak or hang up, so she moved her lips and said, "That's all, I'll take a break for a while, I have something to talk about, don't let your megaphone disturb me sleep."

Opposite: "Okay."

The slight electric sound stopped abruptly, and Qin Wei finally let go of the faint smile he always carried.

She threw the communicator back, and found two sharp blades in the drawer of the bedside table.There are sheaths inside the combat boots, and a dagger sheath in the drawer, just enough to carry two more weapons.

She tied her chestnut hair up high, took off her windbreaker and changed into a corset jacket that was easy to move around.

Nearby voices would sound from time to time, but they were not as tragic as the previous judgment. It should be trouble, but it was not fatal.

Qin Wei stood in the middle of the room, glanced at the room, and strode to the bed.

Her complexion was a little gloomy, she didn't move and didn't speak, she just stared at the draft paper pressed by the lamp by the bedside, and after an unknown amount of time, she said in a very deep voice: "You better not lie to me."

She stroked the hard object on the other wrist with her curled index finger, and the light in her eyes became dim against the color.

It was windy again all around, and it was still cold.

Black shadows exist because of ghosts and ghosts, and they are the embodiment of disaster.

The room used to be considered neat and clean, but now it is scattered and messy.

This time two black shadows came, and their grievances were enough to wipe them out. He Jin crouched behind the sofa and wanted to cry without tears: "What are you doing? We kept our own place and didn't do anything. Why are you staring at us?"

Zhong Ruji put his elbows on his knees and said, "That's a good question."

The three of them squatted in a row, but luckily the sofa was big enough, Shu Shi looked at the wall and whispered, "The house is starting to shrink."

The ghost mist can track the target, and once it is aimed at, it will be hit. Fortunately, they will have a buffer of one or two seconds before attacking. They can take advantage of this gap and use the sofa as a cover to save their lives.

But there is no sofa in the room in Liugong, if the sofa disappears before the judgment is over, they will be miserable.

He Jin started to sweat when he was nervous, and at this time the cold sweat wet his back, and a dark shadow appeared in the corner of his vision. He wanted to call someone on a conditioned reflex, but in the next second, he was dragged to another direction.

Zhong Ruji glanced at him, and said, "Concentrate, your first reaction should be to run, not what to do next."

He Jin quickly pursed his lower lip and nodded.

Shu Shi put one knee on the ground, cautiously leaned a little to the right, and watched the movement of the shadow.

They found that two shadows like to act together, hiding one is equivalent to hiding two.He Jin looked to the left, Shu Shi looked to the right, but there was no movement from either side.

Zhong Ruji pressed down on the sofa, the temperature under his hands was even colder than snow.

He clicked his tongue softly, pulled one to the left and one to the right, and moved away from the sofa for the first time.

Under their gaze, the black shadow seeped out from the sofa, re-condensing the human form.

Shu Shi was about to run away, but he found that the black shadow was no longer chasing him.

The two shadows stood side by side, connected by an invisible bond, the resentment came out from them, and was transmitted towards the ceiling, weaving a thick net above the heads of the three.

He Jin's eyes widened, and he broke his voice again: "You can't open your mouth just because you disagree!!"

The atmosphere was originally tense, but his voice directly silenced Shu Shi's panic.

Shu Shi couldn't laugh or cry, looked up at the overwhelming resentment, and knew that he couldn't hide it.

Zhong Ruji raised his hand to rub his hair, sounding helpless: "Carry it."

The resentment came crashing down, and the three of them were somewhat unable to stand.

But because there was no specific target for this attack, the resentment they suffered was only as large as their own land area.

He Jin clutched his head just a little rejoicing, and saw the grievances on the ground that hadn't touched them return to the body under the manipulation of two transparent shadows, and the transparent shadows turned into black shadows again.

Shu Shi looked at his watch, and the judgment started in 6 minutes.

He raised his eyes, and the resentment on the ceiling began to gather again, brewing the next attack.

Zhong Ruji asked: "How much is the prediction?"

"Four to nine minutes." Shu Shi smiled, and said with his head turned. "This kind of pure beating is really frustrating."

Zhong Ruji also smiled, and replied: "No way, who made them not human."

After four hits, the lights jump back to their normal colors.

Shu Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back on the bed, his head ached and his hands and feet were cold.

The three of them lay side by side with their eyes closed and meditated, temporarily having no time and energy to think about anything else.

After about 5 minutes, Shu Shi closed his eyes and said, "The number plate doesn't work, and multiple people cannot live together."

If the number plate is useful, it can protect Zhong Ruji, but now all three of them are injured, which is not good for the follow-up mission.

"Well, the conditions are changing," Zhong Ruji was laughing, his emotion and expression were opposite, "the rest of the numbers are useful."

"I'm dying, it doesn't give me any hints, I should have said it sooner!" He Jin weakly hammered the bed, "Isn't it okay if I move the ground..."

Shu Shi chuckled: "The pit is thrown here just for you to jump. If you give it so many hints, it won't want to play."

He Jin groaned twice, and pretended to cry: "I have a headache."

Shu Shi: "..." The fierce man acted like a baby and couldn't bear it.

Zhong Ruji smiled silently, closed his eyes and looked for Shu Shi's hand.

They rested for a while, and their spirits were better, but they still didn't want to get out of bed.

At this time, the "click" sounds of the three copper doors overlapped together, Shu Shi's eyelids twitched, he quietly opened his eyes and looked to the left, then turned his head back and closed his eyes silently.

All three turned a deaf ear.

As long as you pretend you can't hear me, I won't open the door if I say it isn't open.