Those years when I was taken away by the boss

The cold and biting wind blows in bursts, and the countdown countdown slowly decreases towards zero.

Number 1 bent his legs, his slightly lowered eyelids covered the light spots in his pupils, he looked at the man standing in front of him, and said in a voice that seemed to be mixed with sand, "Don't do it."

The other party smiled warmly, but his words were a little tough: "Sorry, this probably can't be your choice."

"I can choose to disappear." No. 1 said flatly.

There was a hint of a smile in the man's dark eyes, and he stood quietly for a long time, staring at No. 1 steadily.

No. 1 has a knife in his waist, it is not difficult to kill this person, but he also knows that as long as the other party moves a finger, he will disappear from this world and cease to exist.

The air stagnated with silence, and it was several times colder than other rooms. Both No. 1 and the man were wearing only a single shirt, but they were not afraid of the freezing temperature.

"You are so similar to him, almost exactly the same," the man held his wrist, said slowly with a low-eyed smile, "the same, disgusting."

There was no stress in his words, and his tone was slightly raised, as if the words were not belittled, but praised with emotion.

No. 1 raised his eyelids, his eyes were calm, without any emotion.

"It's more like this." The man sighed softly, "Since you are not willing to cooperate, then I will find someone else, they are no worse than you."

He looked at No. 1 from top to bottom, and walked away without even thinking about it.

"Wait." No. 1 called him hoarsely.

The man paused, turned around and asked with a smile, "Are you willing?"

When No. 1 touched the pocket knife, he grasped it secretly. He took a deep breath and asked, "When the time comes, will I do it?"

The other party raised his eyebrows, hearing the underlying meaning: "If you want, it's not impossible."

"Okay, got it." No. 1 lowered his head slightly, and took out the knife from his waist.

It wasn't until a pair of shoes appeared in front of him that he realized that the other person had come to him. He looked up and saw that this person was still smiling.

"I'm a little curious, can you feel the pain in your heart?" The man pointed at his heart, half bent over and looked straight at him, with a serious tone, "Will you be reluctant, will you be sad?"

No. 1 frowned: "It has nothing to do with you."

"The answer is yes." The other party's tone is much lighter, and it can be heard that he is really happy. "I am looking forward to it. He will suffer more than you."

The cold air in the room was taken away, No. 1 looked at the closed copper door, and moved his lips silently.

madman.

As the temperature changes, the humidity in the air increases, and water stains seep from the wall, slowly connecting into pieces.

Shu Shi touched the cold water with his hand, and only after looking closely did he notice that the color of the wall had darkened.

He twisted his fingers, hooked the plastic bag containing compressed biscuits, and tore a piece of paper to absorb water.

He Jin hugged the quilt and asked in a muffled voice: "Do we have to separate?"

Zhong Ruji just handed over the number plate between his fingers, and after hearing this, he turned his wrist, giving He Jin enough time, raised his eyebrows and said, "No?"

He Jin immediately said, "Yes!"

There are a lot of compressed biscuits, and three portions can still pile up a hill. Shu Shi pushed the portion in front of He Jin: "The ghost hasn't appeared yet, it's best to stay in the best condition."

He Jin pursed his lips and complained: "I don't see a ghost, it's so mysterious..."

He tore open the biscuit package, broke off a small piece and threw it into his mouth, and continued: "Maybe it has been attached to someone long ago, I don't believe it because I haven't moved at all."

Shu Shi glanced at Zhong Ruji.This is a habitual behavior. When he has an idea, he will look at the person he trusts the most.

The other party looked over, smiled and blinked, bringing him into a smile too.

In addition to the dry food, there were two communicators in the plastic bag. Shu Shi weighed them in, kept one for himself, and then handed the other to He Jin.

When the things came in front of him, He Jin was stunned for a second, then raised his head after realizing it, and met Zhong Ruji's eyes.

The communicator suddenly became hot. With a shake of his hand, the communicator was immediately thrown low in front of the other person.

This time when I changed Shu, I was stunned and asked, "Why don't you?"

He Jin stammered, "Hot, hot."

Shu Shi: "...?"

Zhong Ruji picked up the communicator, smiled and pretended to be serious: "He really doesn't need it."

The Sixth House was first formed, and there were many more locations to choose from. The three chose the remote Fifth House, Shu Shi occupied the corner room, Zhong Ruji was in the front, and He Jin was on the right.

Everyone is connected together, it doesn't matter if there is a communicator or not.

There is only one pair of communicators, and He Jin still has this wink.

Shu Shi knew what was going on with just a flick of his finger, not to mention that He Jin's eyes always drifted towards someone.

He said without squinting: "Okay, that's it for now, if there is any problem then just knock on the door."

The word "smashing" is very spiritual.

Just as He Jin wanted to laugh, he suddenly heard a muffled groan, which came from the opposite side.

Before he could look over, he saw Shu Shi again and said with a smile: "Don't you go and take up the seat sooner? Someone should come later."

He Jin said "ah" ignorantly, leaned on the bed board to turn over, grabbed the bag and ran to the next door.

Seeing He Jin disappear at the door with his own eyes, Shu Shi thought to himself, this skill is much more agile than his brain.

Before he could think about anything else, his waist tightened.

Someone pushed him and pressed him on the bed according to his posture.

A shadow fell on his face, but Shu Shi, who was imprisoned, was trembling with joy. He shoved Zhong Ruji's shoulder, but he didn't use much force: "Hurry up, you'll take the place too."

"No one can grab it." Zhong Ruji said coolly, "Why don't you explain what you did just now?"

Shu Shi tried very hard to suppress his smile, and there was a smile in his words: "I didn't do anything."

"Oh, that's it." Zhong Ruji imitated his tone, and the hand on his side slid up his waist skillfully.

Shu Shi's smile faltered, and he hurriedly said: "Damn, I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't do it—"

……

Zhong Ruji paid back Shu Shi's little trick a hundredfold.

After the madness was over, Shu Shi was lying on his side panting, Zhong Ruji was twisted onto the bed by his clumsy moves.

The former was sweating in his hair, and the latter was also a little hot.

Two hot-blooded young men need to calm down.

Shu Shi took off the outermost thick clothes, sat up and fanned the wind with his collar, and laughed while fanning, unable to stop at all.

Zhong Ruji calmed down alone, and was brought over within a few seconds.

When the two of them are together, there will always be some wonderful chemical reactions, such as smirking, this thing is contagious, as long as one person starts, the other is sure to stay.

"Okay, stop making trouble," Zhong Ruji picked up the clothes and put them on him, "It's the seventh day, Wan take care of himself first."

"En." Shu Shi responded, and couldn't stop pulling his clothes.

The matching black communicators were placed on the bed in pairs, Zhong Ruji picked up one, wanted to say something, but didn't speak after thinking for a while.

Seeing that he was contemplating the communicator, Shu Shi said, "The communicator is rather useless to us."

They stayed together most of the time and rarely separated, that's why he gave He Jin another communicator.

Zhong Ruji nodded casually: "Fortunately, it's useful."

He pressed a button, and another communicator began to flash red.

Shu Shi supported his face and smiled: "No matter how I think about it, I feel that this thing shouldn't fall into my hands."

There are only two doors in his room, one leads to Zhong Ruji and the other leads to He Jin, which is the safest among the three.

Zhong Ruji put the two communicators into bags respectively: "Hold it carefully if you put it in your hand, it won't burn you."

"What else do you say?" Shu Shi chuckled and patted his legs twice, "Don't scare people next time."

"Mm." Zhong Ruji replied very carelessly.

Shu Shi looked down at the time, it was still early.

Zhong Ruji glanced around, vaguely hearing a conversation coming from far away.

A female voice, a male voice.

Female voice: "Siege in two ways, so mobilize the teachers and mobilize the crowd?"

Male voice: "For safety."

These conversations only lasted for a while, they seemed to have walked a little farther away, their voices faded, Zhong Ruji frowned, and it was hard to tell where they were.

The only thing that is known is that he has met two people, one is a woman who loves butterflies/knives, and the other is 4 who is elusive.

Qin Wei leaned against the wall and waited for people to enter the room one after another.The man beside her stood with arms folded, the temperature on his body was freezing.

But this cold air didn't last long, Qin Wei looked over and saw that the man's lips were white.

Out of conscience, she asked, "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"A little bit," the man smiled, "It will be fine in a while, it's a small matter."

Qin Wei couldn't see behind him, so he couldn't see a very dark figure emerging from the wall he was leaning on. It moved very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man has a gentle appearance, and the appearance of losing blood on his lips has a slightly sick and weak taste, which is easy to arouse pity.

It's a pity that Qin Wei can't, and she also knows that this person doesn't need to be pitied.

She waited quietly for a while, until there were more footsteps around her.

All the people they organized gathered in this room, directly filling up the small space.

The person with the ring on his index finger is the leader, and he rushed to the other person as soon as he came in.

It was only now that Qin Wei noticed that the person who was leaning against the wall and chatting with her just now had sat on the bed and was rubbing his temples with his eyes closed, looking very uncomfortable.

She didn't have time to quarrel with others, so she took a look and took her eyes back, focusing on what was in front of her.

There are more than ten people in the room, both men and women, and all of them are powerful people.

Qin Wei only glanced at it, then raised his voice and said, "Follow me with the odd number."

The people with 1, 3, and 5 on their shoulders moved in response, without skipping a word of extra words.

Qin Wei was a little satisfied, straightened up and said lightly: "From the third palace directly to the fifth palace, you don't need anything else, just block the door and watch the show."

Everyone's expressions were different, and they knew very well what they were going to do later. Some of them had been looking forward to it for a long time, while some still felt guilty.

But no matter what kind of thoughts they have, in the face of interests, they have no choice of conscience.

They came when called.

The weak man glanced at Qin Wei, waved his hand to signal his companion to arrange things.

The man holding the ring straightened his back, turned around and said no nonsense: "Two numbers follow me. From the fourth and sixth palaces to the fifth palace, those who are willing to help can follow, and those who don't want to block the door are fine."

His expression was much gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "We can only live if we kill him, and I hope you all remember this."