Ms. High Risk Occupation

"Hate, what are you thinking!"

Fang Qing glared at Yang Zhao lightly, "Go to No. 54, Old Binjiang Avenue."

Old Binjiang Avenue? Yang Zhao had never heard of this road, so he turned on his mobile phone navigation.

The navigation showed that there were two riverside avenues, so Fang Qing came over and ordered a farther one.

"Just follow the navigation, and when you get there...you know what to do."

Fang Qing looked at Yang Zhao with her arms folded, with a charming smile on her face.

Hehehe, Yang Zhao turned the steering wheel and drove towards Binjiang Avenue as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal.

It's just... the road became more and more desolate, and the vegetation beside the road became less and less.Yang Zhao thought to himself that there seems to be no one here, why start a company.

"Three meters ahead, reach No. 54, Binjiang Avenue."

Under the dim street lights, Yang Zhao saw in front of him a company with a signboard of "All wishes come true", with a total of two floors and a rather large facade.

Yang Zhao scratched his head and looked at Fang Qing.

Fang Qing took out a remote control, pressed it against the closed door, and the shutter opened.

"The driving skills are really good. If our company is really short of manpower today, we wouldn't ask you to help. However, our company has regulations. When you enter our company, you have to abide by these regulations."

Fang Qing took out a stack of square papers from her jeans pocket and handed them to Yang Zhao, then opened the car door and walked into the company.

"Look slowly, I'll be waiting for you inside."

Full of doubts, Yang Zhao got out of the car and opened the paper under the dim light of the signboard.Hiss, the index finger seemed to be pricked again.

Number one: No screaming!Yang Zhao thought, it's not my turn to scream about this kind of thing.

Second: You can't take the initiative to talk to them!them?Is there anyone else in the company?No, it turned out to be such a waste of time?
Third: No matter who takes the initiative to talk to you, don't pay attention to them and pretend you didn't see them!

Yang Zhao scratched his head. No matter how he looked at the dark area inside the company's gate, combined with the three rules just now, it looked weird no matter how he looked.

"Fang Qing, Fang Qing?"

He stood at the door and poked his head out to look into the company, only to hear Fang Qing's charming voice from inside, "Why are you standing at the door, come in quickly!"

Yang Zhao looked at the pitch-black company, hesitated for a moment, and took out his phone to turn on the flashlight.

The top of the phone showed that he had received a WeChat message, and Yang Zhao clicked in.

It was sent by Fang Qing, and the displayed time was three ten minutes ago.

[Fang Qing, Building 2, Unit 1]: By the way, you must be quite courageous, I leave the physical work of moving the coffin to you!

Yang Zhao felt the sound of something hitting the ground in the big truck behind him, he swallowed, and held up his mobile phone to look at the vehicle.

I saw a few large characters printed on the carriage - Binjiang Funeral Home.

With a bang, the trunk door opened by itself.

Yang Zhaosheng was afraid that the things in the carriage would come out, so he yelled loudly, "Fang Qing! Fang Qing!"

No one answered, there was another bang in the carriage, and a coffin jumped out.

The coffin blocked Yang Zhao's way out, so he could only run towards the company.

With a snap, all the lights in the company lobby were turned on.

Yang Zhao saw a woman with draped hair squatting in the corner, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold her arm.

"Fang Qing, you...your company...what exactly do you do?"

The woman with draped hair rotated her neck 360 degrees in a strange posture, and let out bursts of strange laughs.

Yang Zhao boldly pushed back the black hair on her face.

She, she has no face!Under the black hair, there is still black hair!

Yang Zhao's pupils suddenly dilated, and he took several steps back.

Fang Qing suddenly appeared behind Yang Zhao, took his hand and ran towards the stairs.

"Fang Qing, Fang Qing, did you see that? Just now...that woman has no face just now!"

Yang Zhao and Fang Qing ran all the way to the second floor. There was a small stove in the middle of the second floor. Yang Zhao took advantage of this weak light to look around, and the surrounding seemed to be empty.

Fang Qing didn't speak, but held Yang Zhao's wrist tightly.

Yang Zhao suddenly remembered that Fang Qing was taking a piece of paper for himself outside.

How could Fang Qing, a girl, completely hold the wrist of a big man like him?
"Fang Qing, let go first, I feel that this place is much safer than the first floor."

Yang Zhao swallowed, and tried to struggle away from the fake "Fang Qing", but failed.

"is it?"

A female voice came from behind Yang Zhao's ear, and the breath wafted on Yang Zhao's ear, with a bit of bloody smell.

With a click, the lights on the second floor were also turned on.

Yang Zhao suddenly discovered that it was not only behind the ear, but also not only had one hand.

The second floor was not empty, he was surrounded by a group of demons and ghosts.

There are snakes, pigs, monkeys, foxes, and mice.

There are not only animals, but also some monsters with only half of their heads, half of their arms, and half of their bodies.

Some had no heads, and stretched out a pair of blue and white hands to fumble around.

Some have no facial features, and a bare head seems to be made of dough.

Some were covered with abscesses, and their bodies were full of small holes, from which small animals crawled out from time to time.

Blood dripped down to the ground along their incisions, and some pieces of intestines slid out along with it.

Without exception, they all grinned and walked towards Yang Zhao.

"Now...do you still think this place is safer than the first floor?"

"Fang Qing" let go of the hand holding Yang Zhao's wrist, and smiled at Yang Zhao with a row of sharp bloody teeth.

Its eyes seemed to want to swallow Yang Zhao alive!
Yang Zhao turned his head and wanted to run downstairs, behind him was also a monster.

A puddle of mud-like monster made the first move.

It stretched out its fingers made of mud and wrapped them around Yang Zhao's left hand.

Yang Zhao felt that his hand was about to melt away, so he quickly wiped off the mud with his right hand.

The moment his index finger touched the mud, a miracle happened.

A blinding white light emerged from his right index finger.

A few lines of words appeared on the mud ghost's head.

【Name】: Mud Ghost Armor
【Race】: Mud ghost

【Tao Xing】: ten years
[identity]: no

[Antecedent]: Binjiang Funeral Parlor

[Skill]: A pool of mud, soft body
Yang Zhao looked at the other monsters in disbelief, and several lines of dense green characters appeared on their heads.

"Su Qing" slowed down the eyes that were pierced by the white light, and rushed towards Yang Zhao with bared teeth and claws.

[Name]: Su Qin
[race]: painted skin (male)
[Taoism]: 20 years

[identity]: no

[Antecedent]: Binjiang Funeral Parlor

[Skills]: Danqing wonderful brush, human face painting skin

Yang Zhao saw that Su Qin's hand was about to touch his face, and thought that he couldn't hide it now, even though he thought so, he stretched out his hands to block it.

Unexpectedly, the expected pain did not come, he opened his eyes, and saw the group of monsters in front of him were shocked.

Su Qin's sharp claws fell into the air, and he roared, "Your hand!"

Yang Zhao looked at his hands, and they all turned into a puddle of non-Newtonian fluid. Looking down, he seemed to have turned into such a puddle of "things"!
Yang Zhao felt a pain in his head, as if someone stuck to his ear and said something.

"Yang Zhao, use your strength to save them..."

The group of monsters rushed over again!